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"What? Scholar?" Yang Bingshan's eyes widened like copper bells!
What does this mean? His son has become a Scholar, and the person bringing the news didn't even come to his house? He had to hear this from someone else?
Yang Bingshan didn't know how to describe his feelings at that moment—was it anger, bitterness, or sorrow?
In just a few days, he had experienced his wife's sudden departure and learned that his son had achieved success while he remained in the dark. The oily, plump face of Wandehai in front of him wore a smile that felt utterly mocking.
The voice echoed like a haunting melody, relentless: "Boss Yang, congratulations! Ah, my brother, I truly envy you for having such an outstanding son. I just wonder when you'll host a banquet so we can witness your son's elegance!"
Wandehai's sarcasm was increasingly evident; the fact that the father didn't even know his son had become a Scholar was simply absurd.
For so many years, Yang Bingshan and Wandehai had been rivals, each refusing to give way to the other, relishing every opportunity to embarrass one another.
A lump of saliva lodged in Yang Bingshan's throat as he felt his inner turmoil crashing down.
But in front of his competitor, he couldn't show weakness.
"Don't worry, Brother Wan! When I host a banquet for guests, I won't forget you! By the way, I wish you early blessings with children; you should also aim for success! Haha, Yang is just ahead of you!"
With that, Yang Bingshan forced himself to appear calm and strode away confidently.
Wandehai's rotund body trembled violently; his teeth clenched tightly, making a grinding sound as if he wished to swallow Yang Bingshan whole.
Was it just because his son was disappointing? The words struck at his most painful spot, and his red eyes were swollen with hatred.
"Hmph, Yang Bingshan, don't get too proud. How impressive is your son really? I’m afraid in his eyes, you’re no better than a stranger!"
Hearing the last words directed at him, Yang Bingshan's back stiffened, and he left as if nothing had happened.
Yet, no one knew the turmoil within him. Why? The Yang family had been in business for generations without producing a scholar. Finally, his son passed the Scholar examination, which should have been a joyous occasion, but it turned into this!
He felt humiliated as others laughed at him. Yang Bingshan was stuck in a frustrating situation, unable to catch his breath even when he returned home.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. It was one thing for Wen Suling to treat him coldly over the years, but now even his son had been raised to disregard him as a father.
At that moment, a woman dressed in a crimson long skirt, adorned with heavy jewelry and wearing intricately embroidered shoes approached slowly. The crow's feet at the corners of her eyes became more pronounced as she drew nearer.
However, this woman seemed different in Yang Bingshan's eyes. After her arrival, the resentment in his heart noticeably eased.
A perceptive woman is always favored by men: "My lord, who has angered you? Would you like me to help you share your burden?"
Though not young anymore, her well-maintained delicate hand gently grasped the man's arm, causing Yang Bingshan's anger to dissipate completely.
"You really understand me!"
"How could I be as good as you say, my lord? It's just what I should do!" The woman lowered her eyelids slightly, a glimmer of intelligence flashing in her eyes but quickly concealed.
"My lord, my sister has been away in the countryside for some time. Although I’ve taken over household matters, I feel uncertain and fear disappointing your trust. Shall we go fetch her back? And Young Master too!"
The woman was considering Yang Bingshan both in her words and actions, but what was her underlying message?
Yang Bingshan was already furious about Yang Yichen not writing their home address on the congratulatory letter, feeling that such a grand event had been wasted. The woman's remarks only added to his frustration.
"Don't mention those two to me. If you want to be the housekeeper, then be the housekeeper. What are you afraid of? If she doesn't want to manage, then let her be!"
This directly stripped the housekeeper's authority from Wen Family!
The corners of the woman's mouth lifted slightly, her eyes blinked lightly, revealing a victorious smile.
"Wen Suling, years ago you couldn't defeat me, and now you still can't, even with a son. But what can a sickly child achieve?"
The woman was none other than Liang Mei'er, the most favored woman in the Yang Family's inner residence besides Wen Suling, and she had been in the household the longest.
The servants were quick to adapt; with the lady of the Wen Family absent, the authority of the housekeeper fell into Liang Mei'er's hands, and soon there were countless people trying to curry favor with her.
Liang Mei'er set down her teacup and gently nodded, "Since I am the housekeeper, there will be my rules. From now on, your performance will determine your standing!"
Rewind half an hour earlier, when Liang Mei'er received the authority of the housekeeper from Yang Bingshan, she felt elated.
Yet she patiently accompanied the man, listening to him until he had matters to attend to and returned to his study.
Immediately after, servants began coming to her courtyard one after another to pledge their loyalty, continuing until now.
The new official is making significant changes at the Yang Residence.
As for the male head of the household, Yang Bingshan? His masculine attitude means he will not involve himself in matters of the backyard.
Especially since Yang Yichen's actions have angered him, he vents his frustration on Wen Suling, holding back his feelings and allowing her authority to be gradually eroded.
As for the other main character in this situation, they are completely unconcerned with the developments here.
In summary, the affairs of the Yang Residence are trivial to Yang Yichen; he finds it much more worthwhile to engage with the diligent and eager Liu Qingyan.
"Yan, have you learned the few characters I taught you today?"
"I have learned them, thank you, Brother Yang!"
Although she is a beginner, Liu Qingyan is obedient and practices earnestly, which endears her to Yang Yichen.
"Good. From now on, come here for class every morning, and you have the afternoons free to practice at home! Practice one sheet for each character!"
"I will definitely complete it well!" She bows respectfully, and Yang Yichen is very pleased with the results of the morning.
In another room, the Wen Family and Liu Qingxi have endless topics to discuss; women always find themselves talking about clothes and accessories.
Don't be fooled by Liu Qingxi being a farmer's daughter; her insights are exceptional, and she has given the Wen Family plenty of good advice on clothing coordination.
When Liu Qingyan arrived in the backyard under the guidance of Yang Yichen, she felt a bit reluctant to leave.
Watching the two depart, her gaze shifted to her son.
Yang Yichen felt slightly uncomfortable under his mother's scrutiny. "Mom, why are you staring at me?"
"I'm not doing anything, what's wrong? Can't I just look?" She had some thoughts about her son that she couldn't quite grasp.
Time passed quietly, and in the blink of an eye, Liu Qingyan officially began learning the basics under Yang Yichen's instruction!
Since it was just the beginning, and fearing that too much information at once might dampen her interest, Yang Yichen decided to give her a break after the first lesson.
Although Liu Qingyan enjoyed learning, she was still a child and had plenty of interest in playing.
When he got home around noon, he chirped excitedly, "Sister, Brother Yang let me take a day off!"
"Perfect! We can go to town to buy some things tomorrow!"
The timing was just right; Liu Qingxi had just completed the house renovation project she had taken on.
As they revealed the results of their hard work, Liu Qingyan was astonished and couldn't close her mouth in amazement!
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