Translator: DragonRider
On the way to the front hall to attend the family feast, it became obvious to Ling Zhang that the atmosphere in the mansion had changed. Those servants who used to greet him with a smile now merely gave him respectful bows.
The reason for this was obvious.
Ling Zhang didnât find this to be all that bad. Besides, he was no longer the man he used to be. Asking him to revert back to his usual laughing self was completely impractical.
When he arrived at the front hall, Ling Zhang noticed that in addition to Ling Xingzhong, Ling Zhaowen and Ling Maomao, Fu Caiwei was also there. Ling family was a relatively small family, so unlike other families, they werenât too finicky when it came to certain rules.
Fu Caiwei was waiting in front of the hall. Her eyes brightened the moment she noticed Ling Zhangâs approaching, âCome on over here. The weather has gotten colder. You should help yourself to some hot soup.â
Ling Zhang hurried forward to greet his aunt. âAunt, you shouldnât stay out here for so long. Itâs too cold out here.â
âOh, Iâm fine,â Fu Caiwei answered.
The two of them entered the hall together, where they saw Ling Maomao running out excitedly.
Moments before Ling Maomao reached Ling Zhang, Ling Zhaowen cleared his throat, causing Ling Maomao to stop short. Reluctantly, Ling Maomao changed his demeanor into a respectful one. âBig brother,â Ling Maomao greeted.
With his back to his father, Ling Maomao made a face at Ling Zhang. âMy fatherâs eyes are so sharp,â he whispered.
Ling Zhangâs eyes softened and he winked at Ling Maomao furtively.
The brothers walked hand in hand until they were standing in front of the table. Ling Zhang bowed to Ling Xingzhong and Ling Zhaowen in greeting. Then, he and Ling Maomao took their seats at the table.
Fu Caiwei placed a bowl of soup in front of Ling Zhang, âHere, drink it while itâs still warm.â
Ling Zhang thanked his aunt and took a sip of the hot soup. Although the soup was a bit hot, it was delicious and fragrant. Warmth spread out in his stomach after he swallowed it, expelling the coldness he had felt during the way here.
He knew that his aunt had prepared the soup the moment he drank it. How long had it been since he last tasted his auntâs soup?
Ling Zhang lowered his head slightly, not daring to expose the intense emotions in his eyes. He finished the soup slowly. Once he had calmed himself, he looked back up again.
He didnât notice anything strange in his grandfather and his uncleâs expressions since he got here. Their faces looked completely normal as if they had no idea about the things that had happened in his yard.
âHurry up and dig in, everyone. Iâm sure youâre all starving after the long day,â Ling Xingzhong said, which prompted everyone to pick up their chopsticks.
Ling Maomao was sitting next to Ling Zhang. After two mouthfuls, he reached out and carefully placed a piece of meat in Ling Zhangâs bowl. âHere, big brother. Chicken thigh, your favorite.â
Ling Zhang glanced down at the meat in his bowl and swallowed the feelings of bitterness that had risen inside him. Then, he returned the favor by putting a piece of Ling Maomaoâs favorite meat into Maomaoâs bowl. âThis is your favorite,â he said.
Ling Maomao laughed happily. He briskly picked up the meat that Ling Zhao had picked for him and took a big bite.
Ling Zhang did the same for his grandfather and uncle too. He couldnât do the same for his aunt, though. It would be inappropriate for a man to place food into a married womanâs bowl unless he was the womanâs husband. Instead, he whispered to his aunt to eat more.
Ling Maomao copied his brotherâs actions; he started placing food into the bowls of Ling Xingzhong, Ling Zhaowen and Fu Caiwei.
âAlright, alright, thatâs enough. Just help yourself and donât worry about us,â Ling Xingzhong said in a stern voice, despite the smile on his face.
Ling Maomao sat back down obediently and started biting into the meat that his brother had given him.
âGrandfather, uncle and aunt, I have something to tell you later.â Ling Zhang said.
The elders must have known about what had happened in his yard. Ling Zhang was sure of it. Ling Zhang could pretty much guess as well why none of them had confronted him yet. Even if the elders trusted him, he still owed them an explanation.
Ling Zhaowen and Fu Caiwei shared a look with each other. They already had an idea as to what Ling Zhang wanted to say.
âSure. Weâll head to the side hall after the meal,â Ling Xingzhong said. âWe can have the conversation there.â
Ling Maomao gave Ling Zhang a look of dissatisfaction, âBig brother, why canât I be included in the conversation?â
Ling Zhang stroked the back of Ling Maomaoâs head and said, âThat is a grown-up matter. Iâll tell you about it once youâre a bit older, okay?â
Ling Maomao curled his lips, âWhen can I have my coming-of-age ceremony?â
âYouâll have your ceremony when youâve grown much taller,â Ling Zhang answered.
Ling Zhangâs words filled Ling Maomao with a feeling of hopelessness. With his current body height, it would take forever for him to become as tall as his big brother!
The heaviness in Ling Zhangâs heart was considerably lightened by Ling Maomaoâs presence.
After the family feast, the whole family (sans Ling Maomao) gathered in the pavilion. Ling Maomao was brought to the bath by the steward.
Ling Zhang came clean to his grandfather, uncle and aunt. He hid nothing from them and told them everything Dongshan and Dongsong had done. He also told them about the evidence he had found that confirmed their guilt.
Ling Xingzhongâs face turned livid after he had heard everything. Ling Zhaowen and Fu Caiwei were furious as well.
âYou did well. Keeping such treacherous servants in your service will be an extreme threat to you and the Ling family,â Ling Xingzhong said.
âItâs all my fault. I didnât realize anything wrong with those two. And because of that, you nearly fell into a trap. Iâm so sorry.â
âPlease, donât say that, Aunt. None of this is your fault. Dongsong and Dongshan had been with our family ever since they were little kids. Theyâd always been by my side to serve me. Itâs my fault for not being strict enough with them,â Ling Zhang said.
No, this wasnât his auntâs fault. If it werenât for his rebirth, he himself couldnât have seen through their deception either.
âThe fact is that these things are hard to prevent. Looks like we need to carry out Zhangâerâs suggestion as soon as possible. The ranks of our servants need to be reshuffled. The possibility that there are more people like those two in our family doesnât sit well with me,â Ling Zhaowen said with a serious expression.