After Transmigration, I Picked Up A Husband and Daughter-Chapter 110 - Money Isnt Everything

Chapter 110: Chapter 110: Money Isn’t Everything

Chapter 110: Chapter 110: Money Isn’t Everything

My younger brother, Jiang Youfu, had just arrived in this world not long ago. As to what exactly incensed her, my memory fails to grasp clearly now, I only remember being forcibly plunged into the icy water vat, with the flame of life nearly extinguished. It was thanks to my elder brother’s timely arrival that he pulled me back from the brink of death—he too was just a child of seven or eight years at the time. For that, he suffered considerable punishment; the lash marks on his body are faintly visible to this day…”

The voice of Jiang Ziling took on a slightly deeper tone as he continued, “From that moment on, an indelible fear of her was born in me, and from then on, my elder brother dared not leave me alone at home ever again. No matter where we went, he would tightly hold my hand.”

“On a day unbearably hot, our father called away my elder brother to help with the farm work in the fields. The sun blazed without a hint of shade in the fields, and my brother, fearing I might suffer from heatstroke, decided to leave me at home alone. It was then that she said she would take me to the market in town. Despite my utter reluctance, I could not stand up to her forceful attitude and was forced to board the bumpy ox cart. In the end, she heartlessly abandoned me amidst the bustling crowds of the market, surrounded by strangers’ faces. In an instant, loneliness and fear overwhelmed me, and tears betrayed me, welling up uncontrollably.”

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Speaking to this point, Jiang Ziling took a deep breath, his chest heaving as if the memory still caused his heart to shudder.

“Relying on my blurry recollections, I groped my way home, but as night descended like ink, solitude was all around and my heart was full of fear for the unknown. I feared the night-walking specters and the lurking wild beasts. Helplessly curled up beside a rice paddy ridge, tears blurred my vision as unease and exhaustion mingled, and so I passed the long wait in a state between sleep and wakefulness. It wasn’t until late into the night that my elder brother finally found me. Carrying me on his back, he stepped through the pitch-black paths and told me in his warm and firm voice, ‘Don’t be afraid, your elder brother is here.’ It wasn’t until dawn that we returned to that house that was both familiar and strange.”

Su Yu’s voice trembled slightly, evidently deeply moved by the story: “Then, what about your father? Was he completely unaware of Lady Zhao’s actions?”

Jiang Ziling’s gaze dimmed slightly, and he exhaled softly, “Lady Zhao could twist words and force logic; she was extremely domineering, and my father, being such an honest and simple man, was utterly powerless against her. If we were to complain to him, I’m afraid not only would we fail to receive protection, but it would also provoke a more vicious backlash from Lady Zhao.”

“Therefore, my elder brother and I could only rely on each other, comforting and supporting one another in this unstable home.”

At this moment, Su Yu felt as if she could see through the mist to catch a glimpse of Xie Xinghua’s inner struggles and sorrow.

There had been a time when she always blamed Xie Xinghua for being cowardly and not daring to stand up against her oppressor, little did she know, in a world where the strong prey on the weak, facing a devilish Lady Zhao and with younger siblings as vulnerabilities, how could resistance be an easy endeavor?

A sense of guilt rose in Su Yu’s heart; she reproached herself for her past indifference and prejudice, never having put herself in Xie Xinghua’s shoes even for a moment.

Looking at Jiang Ziling’s weather-beaten profile, Su Yu silently resolved: In the future, she would definitely offer Xie Xinghua more assistance and care, using concrete actions to warm that tormented heart.

“What happened after that?”

Curiosity flickered in Su Yu’s eyes as she gently prodded, seemingly eager to unveil the mysteries of the past.

“Afterwards, as time went by, my elder brother grew up, his stature became robust, and his character acquired a toughness borne of enduring hardship. Especially skilled in hunting, he would always return with plentiful game after each foray into the woods.”

At this point, a touch of nostalgia appeared in Jiang Ziling’s eyes, “At first, he was worried I was too young and couldn’t bear to let me enter those perilous places, and he firmly refused to let me accompany him. But I was stubborn back then, eager to fight side-by-side with him. After much coaxing and pestering, he finally couldn’t stand up to me and agreed to take me up the mountain. Over time, I learned to track and shoot arrows, and occasionally, I could even lend him a hand in capturing some small game. Like this, amidst hardship, our days began to sweeten, and our life gradually improved.”

“Those days of tranquility are like a gentle morning sunlight in summer, evoking an endless longing yet so ephemeral.”

Jiang Ziling’s voice carried an almost imperceptible note of sorrow. “Until one day, an accident happened in the mountains, and all that beauty came to an abrupt halt. Lady Zhao’s normally concealed ferocious nature was undoubtedly revealed at that moment. I was so ill in bed that I couldn’t get up, and the food she brought to me was either moldy or rotten; it wasn’t fatal, but it was enough to make it inedible…” Jiang Ziling managed a forced smile, trying to make his narrative seem light-hearted, but the sense of oppression still crept through the gaps in his words and quietly infiltrated Su Yu’s heart.

Su Yu listened silently, a determined glint in her eyes.

In her opinion, whatever the Zhou Family did, even if it meant walking through fire and water for them, she wouldn’t hesitate.

“Jiang Wangshan could drag his injured leg and save his elder brother from the dangers of the mountains. Such perseverance and deep affection are the most valuable treasures in the world. He is willing to risk his life to protect his sibling, and this selflessness touches me. Jiang Wangshan’s care for his brother even more showcases his noble character. I, Su Yu, hereby swear that if one day I have the opportunity, I will do everything in my power to help free him from the troubles of his injuries.”

Jiang Ziling sighed lightly and said indifferently, “In this cold and indifferent world, what true rebirth is there? It is nothing but this ordinary and worthless life, struggling desperately on the edge of fate.”

His words concealed a deep loneliness and self-mockery.

“A life that’s not worth anything?”

Su Yu immediately countered, with an indisputable force in her voice, “How can the value of a person be measured by gold and silver alone? The nobility of one’s character is a wealth that true gold and silver cannot match. In my eyes, your pure nature and virtuous conduct are far more precious than any treasures in this world.”

Her gaze was tender and resolute as she continued, “Moreover, what you possess is not just a noble heart but also that visage that stirs people’s hearts.”

Su Yu’s laughter was clear and crisp, yet it bore a hint of playfulness, lightening the heavy atmosphere considerably.

Jiang Ziling’s cheeks unconsciously reddened. He had just been basking in that heartfelt praise when he was suddenly caught off guard by the unexpected teasing.

Though these compliments were words of admiration, they caused an odd sense of embarrassment to ripple through his heart.

Regarding Ah Yu’s repeated appreciation of his appearance, Jiang Ziling couldn’t help but feel an unusual emotion stir within him.

Could it be that she truly had feelings for him?

After a moment of silence, Jiang Ziling took a deep breath and mustered up an unprecedented courage.