The Mute Wife Who Brings Prosperity-Chapter 583 - 550: The Worst Is Yet to Come (Part 3)
After Mrs. Qiao left, Xu Jia moved back into the room and told Mo Xiang to keep an eye on Tang Yong as he was punished to kneel.
The midday sun was bright, making people drowsy.
Mo Xiang yawned several times herself.
Tang Yong had never been punished to kneel before, and his delicate body couldn’t handle any discomfort. Not long after kneeling, his legs went numb, and he wanted to stand up.
Mo Xiang quickly stopped him, "Hey, Young Master Yong, you must kneel properly. This is the order from our Second Madam, and without her consent, you can’t just stand up."
Tang Yong shouted, "What kind of nonsense rule is this? I want to see Grandma!"
Just as Mo Xiang was about to speak, Xu Jia’s voice came from inside, "Let him go."
Mo Xiang could only watch Tang Yong run out of Zilan Courtyard with his short legs. Afterwards, she went inside and saw her young lady embroidering a sachet. Her heart couldn’t help but admire: talented in both literature and martial arts, articulate, clever, a daughter possessing such skills, how can the son-in-law be so blind and foolish not to cherish her?
Xu Jia saw her standing in a daze and asked, "Has he left?"
Mo Xiang sighed, "After hearing Miss’s words, he couldn’t wait to stay far away from us, so of course he’s gone."
Then, dissatisfied, she remarked, "After causing trouble, they come to Miss, and their apologies are half-hearted. Is this family tradition passed down through generations?"
The word "tradition" made Xu Jia laugh. She put down the needle and thread, pinched her arm, and said slowly, "Just wait, within a quarter of an hour, he’ll surely come back obediently."
Mo Xiang widened her eyes, "Why?"
Xu Jia said, "The greatest weakness of this family is their obsession with saving face. Having done something despicable, they like to cover it up tight with a veil, afraid of the outside world noticing even a hint. Especially when it comes to damaging such a major thing as the mechanical beast, Mrs. Qiao surely knows what is important and what is not and will make her own choices. No matter how grown-up the grandson is, he’s never more important than the family."
"Miss’s explanation actually makes a lot of sense." Mo Xiang sat on the embroidery stool, smiling at her, "I find that Miss seems to be getting smarter."
"Really?" Xu Jia chuckled and shook her head, "Perhaps they are too foolish."
Indulging in shameless actions, yet expect others to give them respect.
Both Mrs. Qiao and Tang Yuan, mother and son alike, truly matched Mo Xiang’s words: tradition.
Tang Yong ran crying to Mrs. Qiao’s courtyard, saying he knew he was wrong and asking not to be punished with kneeling anymore.
Mrs. Qiao, looking at her eldest grandson crying like a tearful person, felt her heart almost breaking. She hurriedly took out a handkerchief to wipe away his tears and gently asked, "What did your Second Aunt say?"
Tang Yong said, "She told me to come back."
"Really?" Mrs. Qiao’s face lit up, thinking that the Xu Family finally had some conscience, not using severe punishment on such a young child.
But upon careful consideration, things didn’t seem right. Xu Family’s words earlier were all stepping on the Tang Family’s face, not like she was being fake. How could her attitude change so quickly?
After weighing things over, Mrs. Qiao’s previously relaxed face tightened again, she called Tang Yong, "Come with me."
Tang Yong probably guessed that his grandmother was taking him to see the disliked Second Aunt, and held onto the pillar, refusing to let go.
Mrs. Qiao called him to move, so she had no choice but to ask the accompanying maid to drag him over.
Tang Yong’s eyes were red, and he was about to shed tears.
Mrs. Qiao didn’t wait for him to cry and directly pulled him to Zilan Courtyard.
Xu Jia’s door was open, and through the window, she saw her mother-in-law bring Tang Yong back. She had no intention of getting up to greet them, just lazily lying on the Beauty couch.
Outside, seeing no one, Mrs. Qiao reached out and heavily hit Tang Yong’s buttocks twice, loudly reprimanding, "What did your Second Aunt say earlier, telling you not to cry often, a good mechanical beast, you just damaged it, now you dare not own up to it, crying for whom?"
Saying this, she ordered Tang Yong to continue kneeling.
Tang Yong cried as he knelt down.
Mrs. Qiao felt heartache and helplessness, seeing Xu Jia still not willing to come out, she had to enter the room herself. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶
Xu Jia timely closed her eyes pretending to sleep.
Mrs. Qiao walked to the Beauty couch where her daughter-in-law lay, quietly asking Mo Xiang, "Resting?"
Mo Xiang stood up, "Madam, do you have something to say?"
Mrs. Qiao said, "Earlier, Yongyong was thirsty, went to my place for a drink, I sent him back, now he’s kneeling outside."
Mo Xiang responded blandly, "Oh."
Having seen through the pretentiousness of the Tang Family, Mo Xiang naturally united with her master, not giving anyone an easy face.
Mrs. Qiao didn’t expect the maid’s response to be so lukewarm, leaving her stumped, hesitating whether to leave or stay. Leaving, she’s unsure how long her grandson will be punished, not leaving, Xu Family is taking a nap, risking disturbing her is quite a dilemma.
Thinking it over, she still asked Mo Xiang, "Did the Second Madam mention how long Young Master Yong should be punished?"
Mo Xiang corrected, "Our young lady is kind-hearted, she wouldn’t truly punish Young Master Yong, surely hoping he will quickly realize his mistake and correct it promptly."
Kind-hearted?
Mrs. Qiao glanced at Xu Jia on the Beauty couch, only wanting to scoff.
Not waiting for Mrs. Qiao to speak, Mo Xiang said again, "Miss left instructions before resting, as long as Young Master Yong knows his mistake, he can get up at any time."
"He knew he was wrong a while ago." Mrs. Qiao said, "He was admitting his mistake swiftly when he came to me earlier."
Mo Xiang didn’t respond.
Mrs. Qiao took advantage of the situation and said, "Since that’s the case, I’ll take him away."
This self-deceiving style of home education, Mo Xiang also admired: "Madam is the main mistress, whatever you say goes."
Mrs. Qiao indeed took Tang Yong away, and after returning to her room, worried his knees would be skinned, quickly asked the maid to roll up his pants to check carefully. Aside from some redness, there was no break in the skin, until then she felt at ease after applying a gentle, non-irritating ointment.
Zilan Courtyard.
Once Mrs. Qiao left, Xu Jia opened her eyes.
Mo Xiang spat contemptuously, "How can bad bamboo yield good shoots? Madam constantly claims she’s bringing her grandson to apologize, but in essence, it’s just to perform a drama for Miss to handle the mechanical beast issue, such a phony front, truly repulsive."
Xu Jia smiled, "The more repulsive part is yet to come."
"What?"
Xu Jia sat up, "Just wait, tonight you’ll see quite a spectacle."
