Chapter 940 - 941: Return to the Yang Family_1
But Li Anshun was stubborn, he simply wouldn’t agree, and even clamored that if they had no children in the future, he would adopt one from his brother’s family.
Well, from this point of view, you have to say that Yang Lichun had a way with controlling her husband.
However, a month ago, Yang Lichun was diagnosed as pregnant, two and a half months along, tsk tsk, finally Auntie Li started to look at her a little more kindly, at least there had been half a month when Auntie Li hadn’t snapped at Yang Lichun. But, as soon as the three months passed and the pregnancy was stable, Auntie Li reverted to her true self, especially when she saw Yang Lichun wanting to eat sour plums one day, and sour peaches the next, not to mention those preserved fruits, one by one so expensive to die for, but Li Anshun just was willing to buy them.
So Auntie Li started cursing again.
Yang Lichun was certainly not to be outdone; when she was fed up with the arguing, she would clamor about splitting the household.
Just take today for example, Auntie Li saw her eating sour plums, then starting on candied plums, and felt nothing but annoyance.
But then she thought about the things that were still to be done by Yang Lichun, so she held back her anger.
Pouring herself a cup of cool boiled water, she sat down and began talking to Yang Lichun about how much stuff Yang Chuxia had sent to the old house, how much she had sent to Yang Ruoqiu, and about the palace flowers, and so on.
In the beginning, Yang Lichun just listened politely, but as the conversation went on, she heard Auntie Li talk about how they used to be close as cousins, and even if they were estranged now, they shouldn’t favor one over the other, going on and on with a long spiel.
The more Yang Lichun listened, the more she felt something was amiss, so she stopped eating the candied fruit, wiped her hands, and asked, "Mother-in-law, what are you trying to tell me?"
With a quick roll of her eyes, Auntie Li said, "Li Chun, I heard Old Yang has been sick, been sick for over half a year now. In my opinion, after all, he did raise you for so many years, you should also go see him, that’s only proper; the grace of raising supersedes all else."
Yang Lichun thought to herself, what’s gotten into this mother-in-law, sending her and Qingwen to see Old Yang? Was she sure it wasn’t to anger him to death?
Who would want to see a child that has been cuckolded, as if she were still the Yang Lichun she had been in the past years?
"Mother-in-law, we no longer have any ties with the Yang family. Don’t you already know that?"
"How can there be no ties?" Auntie Li said nonchalantly, "Are you silly? Your father was raised by Old Yang, you all grew up in the old house, that’s a connection right there. In my opinion, now that Old Yang is sick, it’s a good opportunity for you and Qingwen. Why not buy some things and pay him a visit, say you are grateful he raised you for so many years, would he have the heart to kick you out just for this? If there’s a first time, there’ll be a second; if you visit regularly, occasionally telling Old Yang about your hardships, over time, if you mention rejoining the family, wouldn’t he let you back into the Yang family?"
"Return to the Yang family?" Yang Lichun rolled her eyes, she finally understood why her mother-in-law had said all this; she was clearly irritated by the gifts the third branch had sent to the fourth, and wanted her to go back and acknowledge kin, so she could then snatch some benefits.
Hmph, she wouldn’t do it. Embarrassment was one thing, and bowing and scraping to Yang Chuxia was out of the question! Besides, did she think everyone else was a fool? Back when she and her mother couldn’t get by in town, the Yang family hadn’t been willing to take them back; now, it was even less likely, not to say whether the third branch would agree, the fourth branch with their sharp and caustic ways would definitely not consent.
"Yes, just look at the first branch, isn’t Qingbao now recommended by Ye Zi’an to go study in the county town? And the fabric for Qingbao’s clothes, isn’t it all silk and satin? The first branch, just like you, shares no blood ties with the Yang family, yet was still raised by Old Yang, and now they simply call him dad. But just look at how many benefits they can’t even count."