Chapter 5 — Rebirth Does Not Accept Death

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I plastered a smile on my face, showing extreme intimacy:

"Let our Du brother choose for himself. Du brother, do you want to stay here to accompany your grandmother, respect her, or go to my mother's place to play with Ngu brother?"

His originally smiling face instantly cracked. He instinctively looked at the Old Lady for help. But unexpectedly, the Old Lady was also looking at him with eyes full of expectation. It's one thing to help your favorite nephew compete for his future, but it's another thing to expect this obedient child to favor you and stay by your side. The smile on his face gradually stiffened, and he could only forcefully curl the corners of his lips, pretending he didn't understand anything.

“… Grandmother is getting older, of course I want to be friends with great-grandmother even more.” He almost gritted his teeth as he forced out this sentence.

The old lady did not notice any difference, laughing loudly with joy.

“Very well, good child, come here quickly, come here with your great-grandmother.”

Giang Hoai Du forced himself to happily walk in front of the old lady, letting her hug him:

“Fine, fine, just raise it with your grandmother, it's better to raise it with your grandmother, your grandmother loves you.”

The matter of wanting to put his name under my pillow to be dignified as my son was long ago thrown to the back of the Old Lady's mind. If Giang Hoai Du dares to mention it again in the future, he will bring the idea of abandoning Old Lady to come and rely on me. Even if he were given gold for this statement, he himself would not dare to say it anymore. When I returned, I saw Can Nhi practicing martial arts in the yard. In the early April weather, he was wearing a thin summer outfit, with a layer of sweat on his forehead. Still the familiar "Bat Bo Quyen" set. It's just that compared to half a month ago, I was still confused and awkward, but now I'm performing well, the water flows like clouds. I told him to practice martial arts, which was originally just to strengthen his muscles and bones. But he was too focused on everything he did, no matter what he studied, he was meticulous and careful, devoted wholeheartedly, and sometimes he was so absorbed that he didn't even listen when called to dinner. He had lunch right in his hospital. When I passed by to look, I saw him holding chopsticks in one hand, a book in the other, holding his breath and frowning, his expression serious and not like he was eating at all. I stood next to him for a long time, but I didn't see him regain his composure. Chi Lan laughed softly and said in a low voice:

"Is Can brother actually having a meal or reading a book? My wife has been standing here all this time, but I haven't seen Can brother stand up to pay respects."

Can Nhi looked up in surprise, only to discover that I was standing next to him. He hurriedly stood up and bowed:

“Mother, I was suddenly careless, but I didn't realize you were here.”

I took the book out of his hand:

"Reading a book is reading a book, eating a meal is eating a meal. With one heart, two minds, if it damages the spleen and taste, otherwise it won't be worth losing."

He was suddenly shy, bowed his head and said: "Mother, teach me right."

"Today, Mr. Luc gave me a day off. Just put your books aside. Now that spring is beautiful, you should go out for a walk. If you keep exhausting your mind without resting, you will get sick." I slowly advised.

After speaking, I couldn't help but feel a little emotional. In my previous life, I wasted my saliva advising Giang Hoai Du to work hard and pay attention in this life Then he turned to his right and advised Can Nhi to spend less time and rest more. Can Nhi touched her head a little shyly:

“I'm late, I'm still far behind my brothers of the same age. If I'm still lazy and procrastinated, I'm afraid I'll disappoint my mother's wishes.”

I was momentarily speechless. After a long time, he said: "Mother wants you to be successful. But I hope you will become talented, not to force you to meet anyone's expectations, but only to hope that when you grow up you will be able to be independent, not like before, where you will be constrained by people wherever you go." These words are also the thoughts I had for Giang Hoai Du in the past. I have never forced him to bring me ultimate glory. If he had mediocre qualities and could not inherit the Marquis Palace, then reading books to practice martial arts would be enough for him to be independent and not be hindered or bewitched by others, to the point where he could not start a career and could not keep his inheritance. If he had outstanding talent and took over the Marquis Palace, then the things he had learned over the years could help him be strong enough to support the entire Tinh An Marquis Palace, without having to shoulder such heavy responsibilities that his knees would get tired. I tried my best to give him wings, but he turned around and resented the hands that supported his wings. Thinking back, I smoothed the messy hair on Can Nhi's forehead.

“Let's go, take your mother out for a ride, the spring scene is so beautiful, it would be a waste to miss it.”

When I went out the door and passed Tung Hac residence, I saw Giang Hoai Du holding a book in his hand and looking at us with sad eyes. Dinh Lan stood next to him and said: "Du Ca Nhi has been very diligent lately. I heard that he has started reading the Four Books himself. Mr. Chu, who was studying at home, the other day even stood in front of the Marquis and praised him, saying that Du Ca Nhi was the smartest and most intelligent child he had ever met in his decades of teaching, truly a talented Poinsettia." I sneered in my heart, a middle-aged man over forty years old hiding himself among a group of five or six year old kids is not a talented Poinsettia. When we had gone a long way, we suddenly turned around and saw Giang Hoai Du glaring at us. His eyes are sinister, wishing he could rip our skin and bones apart. In my previous life, I was so devoted to him, yet he resented me so much that he poisoned me to death. In this life, I'm afraid he will hate me even more. This type of person, of course, cannot be kept.

“Have the people at Concubine Xuan's place made all the arrangements yet?” I turned to look at Dinh Lan.

"Don't worry, ma'am, it's my aunt's cousin, who is the most intelligent and meticulous child, and will definitely not miss any small change."