Chapter 170 - 86: The Confession Through a Dream
Gu Fangzi sighed again and said, "My father also said that for these years, we have been grateful for the care you and cousin Fengju have provided. He has no way to repay you, but he will most certainly bless you with a long and prosperous life, and bless the Shi family’s enterprise to thrive even more! He also said that Fang’er must take good care of you, diligently serve cousin Fengju, and repay the kindness you have shown to our Gu Family."
As Gu Fangzi spoke, she covered her face and started sobbing, standing up and kneeling in front of Mrs. Wang, bowing her head deeply as she kowtowed.
"Ah, get up, get up!" Mrs. Wang hastily commanded someone to help her up, and said softly, "Child, you’ve always been sensible. I have seen how well you’ve treated your aunt and Fengju these years! You have been very good and very filial! There, there, don’t be like that! You’re just making your aunt worried for you! Your father too, there was no need to reiterate such words!"
Mrs. Wang’s lips curled into a slight smile, a hint of joy on her face, thinking Gu Jin, this man, turned out to be more reasonable in death, even knowing to be grateful! If he really blesses our Shi family to become better and better, then he can be considered to have fulfilled his duty to our family!
Gu Fangzi choked back tears, thanked Mrs. Wang, and stood up, wiping her tears as she said, "My father also said that he already knows of my filial piety towards him, and that filial respect in one’s heart is enough, there is no need to be overly rigid about it in form. He said, since I have married into the Shi family, I am now a member of the Shi family, and there is no need for me to observe a three-year mourning period for him! He also said that taking care of my aunt and serving cousin Fengju well is the greatest filial duty I could perform for him!"
While speaking, Gu Fangzi pulled out a pale yellow piece of paper from her sleeve, stood up, and presented it with both hands to Mrs. Wang, "Early this morning, I sought an audience with the head monk and told him about my dream last night, asking him to interpret it and advise me on what to do. Aunt, please look, this is the head monk’s interpretation."
"Oh? Let me have a look!" Mrs. Wang unfolded it eagerly.
Mrs. Wang only then remembered that she actually didn’t recognize many characters, but the paper did indeed look like those used by the head monk of Guangling Temple. The writing was neat and beautiful, just like the temple fortunes that the head monk used to write.
"You read it to your aunt instead!" Mrs. Wang still handed it back to Gu Fangzi.