Have You Written Your Will Today?
Chapter 536 - 525: I Don’t Care, Let Me Be Shameless to Death
CHAPTER 536: CHAPTER 525: I DON’T CARE, LET ME BE SHAMELESS TO DEATH
When darkness enveloped the night, the Shen Residence in Fengzhou was as bright as day.
Ms. Shen Chun’s worry was stuck in her chest. All the doctors that could be summoned had been summoned, but the little girl on the couch still had a feverishly red face, the high fever not subsiding.
With a lack of energy, she hung her head, her listless little hands clung around Ms. Shen Chun’s neck, unwilling to let go, nestling in her embrace.
The little girl was unwell. Her head felt dizzy, and even the fragrant incense she usually loved now seemed sickeningly sweet.
She felt uncomfortable everywhere.
So uncomfortable that she wanted to vomit, but couldn’t.
All she could do was sniffle petulantly due to her inability to find relief.
"Mama."
Her voice carried a clear cry-baby tone. She pouted, large tears unable to stop falling down.
Not to mention Ms. Shen Chun, everyone serving in the room felt extreme pity.
"Mama is here, always staying by Yangyang’s side."
She obediently drank her medicine, her breath a hot mist. Her whole body unbearably hot. After a moment, she looked around tearfully, her voice was nasal and weak.
"Where’s brother?"
"You forgot, just yesterday your brother went to the academy, and you were the one who saw him off."
At her words, Yicui started to hazily remember.
Not only did she ’obediently’ send Shen Zhi off, but behind everyone’s backs, she also threw the Three Character Classic that the teacher had given a few days ago into his bundle.
The little girl thought, since brother loves to read and is known as a prodigy.
She might as well learn everything he was learning.
"Then Mama, don’t tell brother, otherwise he will rush back overnight."
If he comes back, he would surely bring her book back with him.
That would be absolutely unacceptable.
The little girl’s mind was set firmly.
Last time Yicui was unwell, she was utterly unreasonable.
With tears in her eyes.
——I’m so annoyed, I just want brother to feed me the medicine. No one else will do.
Ms. Shen Chun felt helpless.
——Yangyang, Mama wants to tell you...
She interrupted.
——I don’t care, let me be wickedly ill then.
So, Ms. Shen Chun was quite surprised this time.
"Yangyang is more understanding now."
Yicui received the praise confidently as if it was her due.
Feeling sick again, she asked, "When is Daddy coming back?"
Ms. Shen Chun patiently wiped her sweat, "Does Yangyang miss Daddy?"
Yicui’s voice was very soft, also very weak. Her small hand slipped down and began toying with the jade at Ms. Shen Chun’s waist.
"Mhm."
"He will probably be back in a few days."
At these words, the little girl started to throw a tantrum, she let go of Ms. Shen Chun’s hand, slid into the covers, and covered her face with the blanket, sulkily declaring, "Every time Yangyang is unwell, eight out of ten times he’s not here!"
"Talking about how he loves me the most, but it all seems false."
"You’re talking nonsense again, aren’t you afraid of smothering yourself?"
Ms. Shen Chun scolded her with a glance and pulled the blanket down.
"Your Daddy is busy with the embroidery workshop, if he doesn’t earn money how can he take care of you?"
Yicui was unwilling to listen to a single word.
"Hmph? Isn’t taking care of me his natural duty? But I’ve never heard that the second branch of the family should also help take care of me."
"That Zhou Zhizhi, the one from the Chun Family, bragged to me how her Daddy accompanied her to see the lantern festival, and that Zhou Zhizhi, the one from the school whom I find the most annoying, her Daddy came to pick her up many times."
"Embroidery workshop, embroidery workshop, all my Daddy knows is the embroidery workshop. Can the embroidery workshop call him ’Father’? What kind of Daddy does things the way he does?"
"Last time, when brother fell off his horse, he wasn’t here. Mama was there."
"The time before that, when I hurt my hand, it was also only Mama who was there."
"The time before that..."
"Someone who doesn’t know better would think he’s out there being a Daddy to some other little girl!"
After speaking, she couldn’t stop coughing again.
The illness was as stubborn as pulling threads, and with the fever, she had been nursing in the room for three days.
On the fourth day, she finally started feeling a bit better.
On the sixth day, Ms. Shen Chun planned to visit the embroidery workshop, and just by coincidence, they received news from the workshop that someone offered a high price for a wedding outfit, with an urgent timeframe, requiring the measurements to be done within a day.
Ms. Shen Chun glanced at the little girl sitting beside her, swinging her legs.
"Mama is going to the embroidery workshop."
"Oh."
"Stay at home and take your medicine like a good girl."
"Oh."
As they were speaking, Zheng Qianyu came running in from outside.
"Shen Hua, Shen Hua, I came to see you."
Shen Hua lifted her chin in disdain: "Who cares about your visit?"
Zheng Qianyu: ...
"I’ve told you, stop following me around all the time."
She held up her little pinkie finger, looking utterly heartless.
"I don’t like you one bit."
Zheng Qianyu looked sullen, yet reluctantly admitted: "But I like you."
Shen Hua stared at her for a few seconds, then, without hesitation, pulled out a small mirror. She admired her reflection from different angles. She was deeply in love with her own face; no wonder Zheng Qianyu felt the same.
She lifted her chin proudly: "Then you need to exercise some restraint."
Zheng Qianyu: ...
She should not have come here just to be humiliated.
Shen Hua, with her hands behind her back: "Don’t think I don’t know what you’re up to. Skipping school to come here, claiming it’s to see me. I had no idea we had such a deep sisterly bond."
"Really, Zheng, your excuse is pathetic. No wonder you always come last in the exams."
"I advise you to go back and try to outperform me next time."
Zheng Qianyu: ... "You think you did well?"
She only did slightly better than her!
"Oh wow, how impressive. As if there’s something commendable in being second-to-last when mocking the one who’s last!"
Shen Hua: !!!
She pointed at Zheng Qianyu: "Am I giving you too much face?"
Zheng Qianyu actually looked a bit scared.
"Getting angry won’t solve anything."
Shen Hua, who usually preferred action to words, smiled slightly: "Do I look calm to you, as if I’m not angry at all?"
Ms. Shen Chun: ...
She felt utterly helpless. It reminded her of when the teacher from the school had specially come to visit earlier.
He had said that Yangyang was a clever child, but her cleverness wasn’t applied to her studies at all. With a rebellious nature and a thorny attitude, she managed to offend everyone within mere moments.
And yet, she showed no signs of remorse. Her little face might as well have had the words "You’re not even in my league" written all over it.
But she still needed to interact with her peers and couldn’t always be alone.
Things couldn’t go on like this.
"Yangyang."
Ms. Shen Chun: "You should go to school."
"Since Miss Zheng is here, you can go together."
Zheng Qianyu: ... Was she still unable to escape her fate after all this circling around?
She didn’t want to go, and Shen Hua wanted even less to go.
Shen Hua politely nodded to Ms. Shen Chun, expressing her regret: "But, unfortunately..."
"My books, brother took them away. I couldn’t stop him."
"It shows he is studious. Mama shouldn’t blame him."
Yicui suddenly remembered something and hurriedly said.
"Look at my memory. Just before the Eldest Young Master left the house, he said he had taken the wrong books and specifically took out two from his bundle, asking me to keep them safe for you."
"I forgot to mention it to you."
Shen Hua: ...
So, the two of them were sent off to school.
The teacher showed concern for Shen Hua for a moment, then asked her to sit down.
The girl rested her head down, biting on the end of her pen, unable to focus, but still very anxious.
Midway, she tried to sit up straight seriously.
She’ll show them! Who says she doesn’t pay attention in class!
Oh, it seems she was the only one.
After all, people are always alone.