The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 1976: What is it Worth Calculating?!

Chapter 1976: Chapter 1976: What is it Worth Calculating?!

"Mother, how could you keep such a big matter from me? Chushui suddenly being able to cultivate spiritually has put Tianze in a difficult position, hasn’t it?"

Old Madam Yue: "..."

What does Chushui’s ability to cultivate spiritually have to do with Tianze?

"What’s wrong with Tianze? Does Chushui’s ability to cultivate spiritually hinder Tianze in any way?"

She pretended not to know and asked.

"Mother, do you really not understand?"

A look of agony appeared on Yue Chong’s face as he looked at his mother.

"Tianze is the future young master of the Yue Family. Now that it has come out that Chushui, the Eldest Young Master of the Yue Family, can cultivate spiritually, even if Tianze becomes the young master, in the Yue Clan, he will still find it difficult to make any progress.

You should be very clear about this, shouldn’t you?"

"What do you mean by that?"

Old Madam Yue looked at his face and questioned him in return.

"Are you suggesting that Chushui should, for the sake of Yue Tianze, destroy his own spiritual power and then let you, his ruthless father, and Luo Mianyi, that even more ruthless stepmother, bully him to death?"

She questioned Yue Chong word by word.

"Uh."

Yue Chong was choked by his own mother’s words, instantly turning red in the face.

"Mother, Mianyi is also Chushui’s mother, she wouldn’t..."

"Shut your mouth!"

Old Madam Yue, upon hearing his words, was so angry that she threw the teacup beside her at her own son.

Yue Chong shivered, raising his hand to swat the incoming teacup to the floor and secretly swallowed his saliva.

His mother was truly angry, but he didn’t feel he had done anything wrong.

"Mother, as the eldest brother, Chushui should consider his younger brother..."

"Consider your nonsense, you heartless thing! How dare you say such a thing, do you think you mean anything at all in Chushui’s heart?!"

Old Madam Yue was extremely furious, having been pushed to unmeasured speak by her own son.

"I..."

Yue Chong opened his mouth but did not know how to respond.

He of course knew that he did not mean much in Yue Chushui’s heart, but his mother’s words were truly harsh.

"Mother, what are you saying?"

He frowned tightly, his eyes full of disapproval, as he looked at his mother.

"Human words!"

Furious to the extreme, Old Madam Yue retorted with two words.

Then she glanced at the shattered teacup on the floor, took a deep breath, and dismissed the nanny who wanted to come in to clean up.

"Yue Chong, oh Yue Chong, you really fail to be a father. Over this past year, how Luo Mianyi has treated Chushui, you have not been completely blind to it, yet what have you done?

You act as if you see nothing, allowing Luo Mianyi to bully your own biological son, constantly trouble him, belittle him, and even encourage others to oppose Chushui. Do you really consider Chushui your son?"

Listening to his mother’s words, Yue Chong was also very indignant inside.

"Mother, you say I haven’t treated Chushui like my own son, but what about him? Has he ever treated me as a true father?"

A slap doesn’t sound with just one hand. If Yue Chushui treated him with filial piety as a true father, would he have been treating his own son this way?

Isn’t this all something Yue Chushui has brought upon himself? How is it related to him?

"You—"

Old Madam Yue, hearing his words, was truly furious.

"Fine, you are really great."

She shook her head, the disappointment evident in her eyes, yet Yue Chong was completely oblivious and still thought he had done nothing wrong.