The Challenge of a Farmhouse Son-in-Law

"Now," Jin Zijin thought seriously, said, "now is not the time, Youyou, you must not be willful."

"Me, willful?" Gu Youyou said with a mocking laugh, "If I were such a person, I wouldn’t be sitting here talking to you tonight. Instead, I would already be on my way back to Qingshui Town. You could ride fast and perhaps catch up."

She was right in what she said; she wasn’t someone who acted on impulse, but was very rational instead.

Jin Zijin suddenly didn’t know what to say.

In the darkness, Gu Youyou took another sip of strong tea.

She used to drink coffee when she encountered trouble in the past, which would keep her mind clear. There wasn’t any coffee here, so she used strong tea to keep herself awake.

After a long while, Gu Youyou sighed to herself, then started speaking softly again, "Zijin, do you know? I have a grandfather, the person who raised me from a young age and taught me to read and write. He taught me medical skills, and with his guidance, I used my wit to fight against my aunts and uncles who were covetously eyeing the family wealth, just like Gu Feng."

I won. In the end, the wealth that could rival that of countries fell into my hands. But in the end, I still died. In desperation, they disregarded familial affection and killed me for the property."

At some point, Gu Youyou’s tears fell like rain, "I always believed my death was a kind of relief for me, and it meant one less burden for my grandfather, perhaps a good ending for everyone. My grandfather didn’t have to worry about me anymore, and my aunts and uncles devoted all their attention to him.

But I never considered that I would be killed by my closest kin, and my death would anger him to death. Gu Feng’s grandfather died because of me, because his parents were angered to death, and it’s very likely my grandfather died as well."

In the dark, Gu Youyou couldn’t see Jin Zijin’s expression, but she knew he must be shocked, or perhaps he didn’t understand at all.