Moreover, this place was left by him, ant for An Ning.
Nowadays, she’s long unworthy of living here, let alone Xiaoniu.
But returning to the Gao Family would an losing this happy life, and life would beco chaotic again, filled with daily noise and argunts.
Yan took her younger son from her arms and held him lovingly, kissing him. Gao Dashu sighed and began to speak, "Darling, the family has been split. From now on, we’ll just live our own lives, and father and mother will stay with the eldest brother. We’ll provide them with grains and money for respect annually."
This news shocked Yan, "Split the family? How would father and mother agree?"
"The Tian Family and the Zhou Family have co to the door. If we don’t split, they want to drag Gao Dashu to court. Father didn’t want to split the family; he hoped the eldest brother could continue further studies. But that tarnished the family’s reputation, and now even the eldest brother’s remaining scholar status is at risk."
"No wonder." Yan smiled bitterly. In the end, the only thing that can make Gao Dashu fearful is sothing affecting the eldest branch.
At this ti, An Ning ca out of the house, "Father is here, co in and have a seat..."
Before Gao Dashu could speak, Yan said, "Ningning, I have a few words to say to him alone. Take Xiaoniu inside."
"Okay." An Ning ca over and took Xiaoniu inside the house.
Yan stepped outside and glanced at Gao Dashu, "Let’s talk outside."
Looking at the closed door, Gao Dashu’s face turned dark for a mont before he followed Yan.
On the small hill, Yan sat on the ground.
Gao Dashu ca over and spoke, "Am I really that disdainful to you?"
Since they started arranging the wedding, she never let him enter this house in Taohua Village, and even now, whenever he ca, they had to talk outside. This made Gao Dashu feel deeply humiliated.
"This has nothing to do with disdain." Yan raised her head, her gaze unwavering, "It’s ... who owes him. If not for the gambling house incident, I wouldn’t step back into this door again; I don’t even have the face to enter."
"Ruoyun..." Gao Dashu squatted down, reaching out to comfort her.
However, Yan avoided his touch, "Call Fourth Sister, I don’t want to hear that na."
She didn’t want to hear that na being called by others.
Yan was a girl or rather a neglected girl; she didn’t have a na. From childhood to adulthood, her parents, brother, and others called her Fourth Sister.
Until they got married.
He asked, "What’s your na?"
And Yan replied, "I don’t have a na; everyone calls Fourth Sister."
He rembered back then, although wearing a red wedding robe, his expression was still calm, as if it wasn’t his wedding day.
He said, "Then I will give you a na, okay?"
She nodded shyly.
It was on this hillside that he said, "May you always be as pure and unblemished as the clouds in the sky, Ruoyun."
Since then, she was called Yan Ruoyun.
Even though he left later, the na stayed with her for ten years.
But from the mont she married into the Gao Family, Yan didn’t allow anyone to call her by that na. She reverted to being Yan Fourth Sister, Yan as others called her.
Like the pure and unblemished clouds in the sky, she felt unworthy.
A fleeting thought brought Yan back to reality, realizing her slip of the tongue.
Knowing she shouldn’t anger Gao Dashu, Yan explained, "After all, I betrayed him; I don’t deserve what he gave. Father, can we not talk about this?"
Saying more would only stir up those indelible mories, unnecessarily causing sadness.
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