RNP Chapter 1733 - 1671: Sighs of Regret
Chapter 1733 - 1671: Sighs of Regret
After recounting the events with Wufu and the others, Zhou Xueli returned to the guest room, where he also saw his little nephew Yongyong, who had been brought in.
Sitting in the guest room, he looked at the little nephew Yongyong, who had cried himself to exhaustion on the bed, still holding a piece of cake in his hand.
Wufu didn’t have any good feelings for Madam Lu and her daughter, but he didn’t let the servant treat the child poorly either. Yongyong was well-fed and a bit chubby.
Yongyong, this boy, is only seven years old this year, but he’s been spoiled since he was little. His parents didn’t teach him well, and he’s a bit willful, throwing a tantrum when they met.
Now his parents are gone, and the family pillar, Zhou Dajun, is nowhere to be found, while Zhou Xiuer...
Zhou Xueli shuddered uncontrollably. What was that girl thinking at the time to dare to be so ruthless? To strangle her own mother, that was a life!
Before coming, his mother instructed him to bring Yongyong back to continue the family line. If Madam Lu and her daughter didn’t return, he was to send a divorce letter. Now, there’s no need to send even the divorce letter; they’re all dead.
Zhou Xueli pulled out that divorce letter from his small bundle, glanced at it, his eyes moistening, and sighed lightly before tossing it into the charcoal brazier, watching it turn to ashes.
Madam Lu leaving in such a way might also be a good thing. Otherwise, she was the one who caused Madam Zhou’s premature birth, whether intentionally or not. Wufu would never let her go easily, and even if he did, that seemingly indifferent and gentle yet truly ruthless Hua Wushuang wouldn’t spare her.
Madam Lu, such a disaster, wouldn’t have changed her ways in life. Once the wounds healed, she might have caused more trouble. Now she’s gone, without her stirring things up, and Yongyong is still young, maybe he can be corrected.
So be it, it’s all fate.
Zhou Xueli looked at Yongyong, thinking to himself, to bring this only surviving seedling back home, raise him well, find him a wife, and so account for his elder brother’s family.
As for Xiuxiu, that girl, Wufu and the others didn’t pursue her ruthlessly either. They didn’t spread the news of her killing her mother with her own hands. Even if it were known, an inconspicuous little girl wouldn’t amount to anything. Returning home, who would know of her foolish act? Find a diligent and responsible family for her to marry into, and that’s that. If she’s unwilling, she can self-comb her hair at home or become a nun.
But who would have thought that the main family, so eager for wealth and glory, would end up like this, which is somewhat lamentable.
"Brother, when you all pursued wealth and glory, thinking that was the good life, did you ever imagine ending up like this?" Zhou Xueli murmured softly.
Zhou Xueli, reflecting on it all, recalled the purpose of his visit, a trace of sorrow appearing on his face.
Elder brother has died, and both sister-in-law and second sister are gone too. To suddenly lose three family members is truly heartbreaking. No, perhaps it’s four; who knows if Dajun is even alive?
Returning to Wozi Village, he didn’t know how to explain this mess to his mother or if she could bear it.
And when Zhou Xueli returned to Wozi Village and explained this mess clearly to Old Lady Zhou, she couldn’t bear it and fell ill, never mentioning Madam Zhou and the others again until her death, regretting that if she could have let go of her hatred sooner, would the outcome have been different?
Unfortunately, there’s no medicine for regret in this world, and time will not turn back, but those who understand this truth often do so only after suffering great losses, for Old Lady Zhou, and the same for Zhou Xiuer.