Chapter 8590 Mother and son talk (Part 2)

Style: Romance Author: peak light rainWords: 2231Update Time: 24/01/11 20:11:23
"Zhi'er, how can you be so pessimistic? You are all young, even if you need treatment for three to five years, what does it mean?" Dazhi still shook his head: "Mom, you don't understand. Xiao Qiao's situation is special. The doctor said before It’s difficult to give birth even if your body is well-conditioned.”

"How is that possible!" Yang Ruoqing absolutely does not believe this statement. "Now that she has been cured, she has returned to normal. She has everything that normal people have, and she can do everything that normal people can do, unless..."

After speaking for a while, Yang Ruoqing suddenly thought of something.

This time she really looked down, grabbed Dazhi's arm, and asked him seriously: "Are you hiding anything from me?"

Dazhi shook his head.

"Don't lie to me like this, mother. I know exactly what you look like when you lie since you were a child!" Yang Ruoqing shouted.

"If you still think that I am your mother and support you, then you can tell me."

"If you insist on not telling me, then I won't force you. From now on, don't say anything to me!"

After Yang Ruoqing said these words, she turned her face away, deliberately not looking at him.

Seeing that Yang Ruoqing was serious, Dazhi suddenly panicked. His eyes turned red, and he slipped off the stool and knelt down beside Yang Ruoqing's legs.

Holding Yang Ruoqing's knees with both hands, she choked and said: "Mom, don't ignore your son, don't want your son!"

Yang Ruoqing felt as if she had been stabbed hard by a thorn in her heart. The pain made her pinch her eyebrows together, and she almost hugged Dazhi.

But she endured it.

Not only that, she also pushed Dazhi's hand away and turned her back.

Dazhi knelt in front of Yang Ruoqing and grasped Yang Ruoqing's hand tightly with both hands.

"Mom, it's your son's fault. Your son shouldn't satisfy you."

"It's just that my son also has difficulties. I promised Xiao Qiao that I would not tell anyone about her regrets, because it is related to her reputation. Even if she is not the person my son likes, even if she is just an ordinary friend, others will tell her If you keep your son's secret, your son should also keep the secret for others, I can't do anything treacherous!"

After hearing what Dazhi said, Yang Ruoqing finally turned her face again.

She took out her handkerchief and wiped the tears from the corners of Dazhi's eyes, "Remember, a man won't shed tears easily, and a man will have gold under his knees. Get up and speak!"

Dazhi was stunned for a moment, then nodded, got up, and stood there in shame.

Yang Ruoqing asked him to sit back on the stool before, and sighed, and said in a low voice: "Okay, my son is a principled person. Mom is very pleased. What you did is right and deserves praise. Mom won't force you to say it." Xiao Qiao’s secret.”

Dazhi's face was filled with emotion and a hint of relief: "Thank you, mother, for your tolerance and understanding."

Yang Ruoqing added: "I won't force you to question you, and I won't let you destroy your principles, but I can guess. If my guess is close, you can just nod, okay?"

Dazhi hesitated and nodded.

Yang Ruoqing changed her sitting position and asked him: "Does Xiao Qiao have other problems, and those problems are related to the difficulties of the heir?"

Dazhi hesitated again and nodded.

call……

Yang Ruoqing's heart sank a little, and there was nothing more to ask next.

"Zhi'er, let me ask you this, if you married Xiao Qiao, would you be willing to give up your children for the sake of her?" Yang Ruoqing asked earnestly.

Dazhi nodded without hesitation, "Mom, I have a different idea. I married her because she and I have similar interests. She understands me and I understand her. I like that feeling of tacit understanding."

"I married her because I wanted to have someone beside me who understood me, could chat with me to relieve my boredom, and share my joys and sorrows, so that I would not be lonely."

"As for whether I have children or not, I don't care much about it, because I don't need a fertility tool!"

Yang Ruoqing was stunned.

Even in modern times, it takes great courage to say this.

This is the feudal era, and Dazhi's thoughts... are very avant-garde!

But at this age, he himself is still a kid of fifteen or sixteen!

Even if he obtains the title of Juren, it only shows that he has a high IQ, is dedicated to studying, and is diligent.

It does not mean that his plans for life, life, and the future are correct.

"Zhi'er, I used to know a man. He was a very famous actor. He married a woman and swore to the world that he only liked her. Their marriage did not require children. Guess what happened?"

"What's wrong?" Dazhi asked.

"People's thoughts will change with the passage of time and changes in age and temperament. At this time, he was serious when he made the declaration, but when decades passed, he suddenly envied other people's children. Under Cheng Huan's knees, his married wife raised someone outside and gave birth to children without telling him."

"But after so many years, his first-married wife was no longer able to have children, and broke off all ties with him in anger. When he made such an alternative and avant-garde declaration, many people gave mixed reviews, but most of them scolded him. The same goes for his regretful actions many years later. Let him once again stand at the forefront and become the target of countless people's curses."

"Do you think you can keep the promise you made when you were fifteen for the rest of your life?"

Dazhi fell silent, no longer responding as before without thinking.

"Of course, if you marry Xiao Qiao, you don't have to imitate the actor's oath. If you want a child, you can take a concubine. But the question is, do you think Xiao Qiao, with his temperament, will agree to let you take a concubine?"

This time, Dazhi was no longer silent. He frowned, but his eyes were firm: "Mom, I'm really good at judging people. Xiao Qiao is indeed a person who would rather bend than bend. Taking a concubine is absolutely impossible. Besides, I don't have those flowers." In my mind, I just want to find a like-minded person to start a family with, and then work hard to gain fame!"

"Very good. Mom is very pleased that you can stop being obsessed with women and concentrate on your studies. Your father would also be very pleased if he knew about it. The children of our Luo family are not vulgar people!" Yang Ruoqing praised without hesitation.

Dazhi's gaze became more determined.

But then Yang Ruoqing poured a ladle of cold water on her.

"Even if you pass the Jinshi examination, you want to benefit the people for the government and do something practical to prove your worth, but you have nothing at your knees and a wife who has nothing to do. This alone is enough to make the censor in the emperor's position. I'll impeach you a hundred times!"

"Daqi governs the world with filial piety. The most serious of unfilial piety is not having an offspring. Not only will they impeach you, but Xiao Qiao will also be implicated and accused of being unkind and intolerant. At that time, you want to protect That perfect marriage, the person you wanted to protect and take care of, has all come to nothing."

Dazhi turned pale and shocked upon hearing this, and the hands on his sides were trembling slightly.

After all, he was just a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, young and energetic, and what he did every day was to stay in his study and study hard.

It is said that a scholar knows everything about the world without going out. He does not read poetry and books, nor does he pay much attention to external events.

However, he is immature when it comes to the dangerous world and some potential rules in the court.

Yang Ruoqing told him this not to scare him, but to tell him the truth so that he could think more about it when choosing marriage and a partner, and not be blind and impulsive.

This is also her painstaking work as a mother.

Even though it was a bit embarrassing, she still had to do it.