The Mute Wife Who Brings Prosperity-Chapter 566 - 533: There Have Always Been Two Sons
Unexpectedly, after all these years, Song Wei is still that unchanging stubborn character.
Wang Xiaolang laughed in anger, "Fine, if you don’t give it to me, I’ll go to Pingjiang County to ask Wen Guangping. You may not fear rumors, but he has to consider that daughter who isn’t biologically his."
Upon hearing this, Song Wei’s gaze turned cold.
Yuanbao rushed forward and grabbed Wang Xiaolang’s collar, "What nonsense are you spouting?"
"To see if I’m talking nonsense, just go back to Ningzhou and ask around." Wang Xiaolang shrugged off Yuanbao’s hand, sneering, "Your whole family, without proper father and son roles, Song Sanlang married a wife of unknown origin. If these matters become public knowledge, your Song family won’t be able to establish itself peacefully in the Capital from now on."
Yuanbao’s face was filled with anger, his fist raised, ready to strike Wang Xiaolang’s face.
Song Wei’s voice sounded again, looking at Wang Xiaolang, "What else do you know?"
"What I know, it’s certainly not just this."
Whether someone is backing him up or he’s ready to risk everything, Wang Xiaolang’s tone grew fearless, his sinister smile making people feel very uncomfortable.
Yuanbao couldn’t hold back any longer and finally punched him on the bridge of his nose.
Wang Xiaolang grunted, blood flowed from his nose, he wiped it with his hand and gasped, "A dignified Fifth-rank Minister bullying a country bumpkin, what skill is that? Song Wei, you’d better kill me today, otherwise, if I walk out alive, I won’t let you have peace!"
"Kill you? How could I then catch your master?" Song Wei swirled the tea cup in his hand, "As a court official, I cannot take lives recklessly, but slight punishment is not difficult."
"Song Wei, I warn you, if you dare touch me even slightly..."
"What would happen?" Song Wei looked over, "Or what would your master do?"
Wang Xiaolang suddenly shut his mouth, refusing to speak, his glare at Song Wei filled with venom.
Yuanbao was furious, instinctively tore down the gauze curtain from the beam, intending to twist it into a rope to tie the man.
"Yuanbao, let him go," Song Wei said.
"Dad, this man has impure motives, how can you let the tiger return to the mountain?"
Earlier, when Wang Xiaolang demanded Song Wei give him thirty thousand silver for hush money, Yuanbao realized he had been fooled. This person had never sincerely come to acknowledge kin, but only intended to blackmail Third Uncle with some unverifiable evidence.
That’s why at that moment, Yuanbao no longer wished to pursue the true cause of his biological parents’ deaths, following his heart and siding with Third Uncle, subconsciously choosing to trust him.
This led to the sudden shout of "Dad."
The shout was too abrupt, Song Wei’s gaze paused for a moment, then he said, "Let him go, let him leave."
Yuanbao clenched his jaw, unwillingly released Wang Xiaolang.
Wang Xiaolang held his still-bleeding nose, "Song Wei, wait for me!"
After speaking, without looking back, he ran away.
Yuanbao couldn’t stand it, looked at the man calmly sitting behind the low table, "Why did you let him go?"
"He is merely a pawn." Song Wei said, "Not releasing him, even if beaten to death, nothing can be forced out, moreover..." Song Wei raised his gaze, locking eyes with Yuanbao, "Yuanbao, he is your biological uncle."
Yuanbao stiffened, taking a half step back, "He’s really my uncle? But why have I never seen him all this time?"
Song Wei gestured for him to sit.
Yuanbao took a deep breath and sat down.
Song Wei said, "I don’t know what he told you, but regarding the cause of your parents’ deaths, I feel it’s necessary for you to know the truth."
Upon these words, Yuanbao felt a painful tug in his heart, he reached out to soothe it, his gaze never leaving Song Wei.
"Fifteen years ago, your parents indeed died at the hands of bandits while returning from escorting me to the county for exams, so your uncle wasn’t entirely wrong—they died because of me."
Song Wei’s words weighed heavily on Yuanbao’s ears, his breathing became rapid, his eyes started reddening, "What was the reason? Why did the bandits kill my parents?"
"It concerned a woman who was nearly betrothed to me years ago. She ended up with the Mountain King, her family found out, and her parents didn’t want to be shamed, so they publicly declared her dead. On your parents’ return trip from escorting me to the county, they saw the woman with the bandits. She feared they would gossip, so she mercilessly murdered your parents."
Upon hearing this, tears fell from Yuanbao’s eyes, "At the time, was I only a hundred days old?"
"Yes." Song Wei nodded, "You had just turned a hundred days old when your parents passed away. I felt guilt, so I raised you as my own, hoping things would continue like this, but unexpectedly..."
Unexpectedly, Wanwan would actively come.
"Then what about my maternal grandparents?" Yuanbao wiped his tears, "My uncle said grandpa and grandma weren’t allowed by grandfather and grandmother to see me."
This time, Song Wei didn’t directly respond but asked him, "Do you believe that?"
"I don’t believe it, but..."
"But he spoke with evidence, leaving you unable to discern true from false, right?"
"Yes." Yuanbao lowered his head.
Song Wei somewhat understood the boy’s inner confusion, slowly said, "After so many years, the truth from back then can’t be concluded by my statements alone. But one thing is certain, when your parents’ burial took place, the Wang family caused trouble and took a sum of money, which they verbally stated was compensation from the Song family. For over ten years, the Wang family hasn’t bothered us, which is why, despite having maternal grandparents, uncle, and aunt, you’ve hardly seen them."
"So, it wasn’t that grandfather and grandmother barred them from seeing me, but they chose not to care about me after taking the silver, right?"
Song Wei said, "They took the silver, but as for their thoughts, I can’t comment."
Yuanbao felt his throat constricted, unsure whether from regret or anger, "When my uncle slandered like that, why didn’t you argue back?"
Song Wei said, "The purpose of disputing is just to let you know the truth. Letting someone leave and explaining afterwards achieves the same end."
Yuanbao stood still, listening to Song Wei’s words as if returning to the times when he called him Dad, receiving his wise guidance.
He moved his lips for a long time before finally speaking, "Third Uncle."
Song Wei calmly looked back at him, then heard the typically bright and joyful youth, eyes reddened, ask him cautiously, "Do you mind having another son?"
Song Wei chuckled, shaking his head, "No, there’s no addition—it’s always been two sons, one fifteen and one four."
Suddenly feeling relieved, Yuanbao took a deep breath and earnestly called, "Dad."
"Hm."
Yuanbao thought of Wang Xiaolang’s earlier words, furrowing his brow, "What he said about mom, is it true?"
Song Wei reminded, "That’s the Wen family’s matter."
Yuanbao nodded, "Alright, I won’t ask."
