Father, Mother, you deserve this.-Reencarnei como uma nora desprezível: Enriquecendo com a agricultura e mimando o jovem estudioso(Encare as nuvens passageiras com serenidade.)

Zhou Yaru also hurried over. Seeing the clarity and stern expression in Jin Yanchuan's eyes, and hearing Jin Shan's words, her tears immediately burst forth.

"Let's go to the front courtyard!" Jin Yanchuan walked back first.

Jin Shan and his wife followed behind.

"Young Master!" As soon as they reached the front courtyard, Zhou Yaru moved to kneel, and Jin Shan followed suit.

"Father, Mother, you will always be my parents. From now on, just treat me as your biological son." Jin Yanchuan helped Zhou Yaru up.

"How can that be? If the Prince finds out, he will flay me alive." Jin Shan hurriedly waved his hands.

"That's right, Chuan'er. I've already been content to be your mother for so many years. Now that you've recovered your memories, when my time comes to pass on, I can finally face the young lady's entrustment." At the mere mention of that gentle, water-like woman, Zhou Yaru wept bitterly.

"He was ruthless enough to watch me fall victim to repeated attempts on my life yet remain completely indifferent. My death would have suited his wishes perfectly. I have no such father. From now on, you are my parents." Jin Yanchuan's eyes also turned red.

Jin Yanchuan's intelligence had awakened early; by the age of three, he already had memories. However, among his few memories, most were of himself and his mother being harmed by that vicious woman. When he told his father, his father would accuse him and his mother of making unreasonable a fuss, praising how gentle, kind, and well-bred that woman was—a true lady from a scholarly family whose brother held an official position in the imperial court. He claimed she had studied the precepts of female virtue since childhood, believed devoutly in Buddhism, and worshipped the Buddha daily, insisting she could never do such a thing. At every turn, his father shielded her. What use did he have for a father like that?

"Chuan'er!" Zhou Yaru was overcome with emotion.

"You endured so much hardship to raise me with all your sweat and tears. You deserve this." Jin Yanchuan looked at Jin Shan and his wife, sincerity shining in his eyes.

"Good child, good child." Jin Shan wiped away his tears.

"Chuan'er, how did you suddenly regain your memories? Does Yun'er know?" Zhou Yaru asked hastily.

"Yun'er cured me. She has been practicing cultivation during this time. Because her spiritual energy was insufficient, she didn't dare to treat me rashly."

"Cultivation?" Zhou Yaru suddenly felt that this term seemed to belong to mountain spirits and wild monsters.

"That's right. Yun'er has a set of cultivation techniques that rely on the rich spiritual energy of the mountains. Otherwise, did you really think our daily trips into the mountain were just for gathering herbs? Following her every day, my body has also been changing. Today, my head hurt terribly because the blood clot in my head finally loosened and was pressing painfully against my brain. Yun'er noticed I was suffering and treated me then."

Jin Yanchuan told them the truth. This couple had risked their lives to save him and raised him, always giving him the absolute best they had. Therefore, they were completely trustworthy.

"Then Yun'er, she..." Zhou Yaru asked with concern.

"She overextended her spiritual energy and fainted. She originally said she needed to cultivate for a few more days, but she didn't expect the blood clot in my head to loosen so suddenly, so the treatment was brought forward," Jin Yanchuan explained.

"Is she in any danger?" Zhou Yaru asked.

"She should be able to sleep for a while longer. Didn't we buy a chicken today? We'll stew one shortly to help her recover her strength." Jin Yanchuan looked toward the east wing room, his heart softening completely.

"Alright, alright. Mother will go kill the chicken right now."

"I'll go boil the water!"

The couple busied themselves. With Chuan'er regaining his memories, they were happier than anything.

Meng Yun slept until nearly dusk.

"Mm!" Meng Yun gave a comfortable stretch, her hand accidentally brushing against someone, and her hand was promptly grabbed.

"Wife, you're awake!"

Meng Yun woke up instantly. "A'chuan, have you recovered?"

"Wife, what are you saying?" Jin Yanchuan wanted to tease Meng Yun.

"Jin Yanchuan, do you have any idea how different your tone and expression are right now compared to before?" Meng Yun was displeased. She had exerted herself to the limit and even cleared her store of merit points to save him, yet this little ingrate was teasing her for fun.

"Wife, I'm all better. Thank you." Jin Yanchuan pulled Meng Yun into his embrace and expressed his solemn gratitude.

"And yet you still teased me! I'm upset." Meng Yun turned her face away.

"Wife, I was wrong. I didn't mean it maliciously, it was just a sudden whim. I'm sorry, will you forgive me?" Jin Yanchuan held Meng Yun, leaning over her shoulder to plead softly.

"We'll see how you perform. Humph!" Meng Yun stood up.

"Mother made chicken soup for you. It should be ready soon," Jin Yanchuan fawned.

"Hmph." Meng Yun opened the door and walked out with an air of spoiled pride.

Jin Yanchuan shook his head helplessly. He hadn't expected the little girl to see right through his act with just a single sentence. It seemed she wasn't so easy to coax after all.

Dinner was very sumptuous: hen soup, braised pork belly, stir-fried pork with green vegetables, and smashed cucumbers in garlic sauce.

With Jin Yanchuan recovering his memories, Zhou Yaru was overjoyed, and the dishes were far richer than usual.

"Big Brother, you're better!" Hearing from his father that his eldest brother had recovered his memory, Jin Yan'an had come to the front courtyard several times, but knowing his brother was in the room, he hadn't dared to intrude.

"A'an, Big Brother is well. You've had a hard time." Jin Yanchuan looked down at his legs.

"We're brothers in the same family, it's no hardship." Tears welled up in Jin Yan'an's eyes.

Jin Yanzhe and Jin Qiao'er also ran over to show their affection.

"Big Brother!"

"There, good children!" Jin Yanchuan patted both of their heads. The younger brother and sister smiled like a pair of little fools.

"Those two silly kids." Zhou Yaru glanced over from the kitchen.

Meng Yun couldn't help smiling to herself as well.

"Mother, is that cow still alive?" Meng Yun asked as she ate the chicken thigh her mother-in-law had placed in her bowl.

"Not yet, it's just hanging on by a single breath, still struggling out there," Zhou Yaru replied.

"If it dies in the middle of the night, how will we report it to the yamen?" Meng Yun was puzzled.

"We can find the village chief. Sometimes the village chief has more authority than the yamen, and it's much more convenient," Jin Yanchuan answered.

"Oh!" Meng Yun indicated she understood.

"Sister-in-law, you already knew the cow was sick and wouldn't live long, so why did you still buy it?" Jin Yan'an voiced the question in his heart.

"I wasn't completely certain yet; we have to wait until it dies and cut open its belly to find out," Meng Yun replied.

The family had so much to say that they couldn't possibly finish it all at once.

"Chuan'er, now that you've regained your memories, do you know what happened on the day you were injured? Who on earth hurt you both?" Jin Shan asked the question that had plagued him for two years.

He had asked A'an before, but the boy knew nothing. If he ever found out who had harmed his son, he would surely fight them to the death.

"Actually, I don't know either. That road was a main official highway and very safe; those bandits appeared out of nowhere," Jin Yanchuan shook his head.

"That day, more than twenty people were traveling together. When the bandits struck, we scattered and ran in all directions. Those bandits locked their sights entirely on Big Brother and me. Afterward, I inquired, and only Big Brother and I were injured that day. Those other people successfully went to the prefectural city to take their examinations," Jin Yan'an added.

"It seems this was an assassination specifically targeted at you brothers—a deliberate conspiracy," Meng Yun concluded, defining the nature of the case.

"Could it be that woman?" Jin Shan turned it over and over in his mind, but could only think of that vicious woman.

Zhou Yaru hurriedly steered the conversation elsewhere. "Let's eat first. Chuan'er has recovered, which is a cause for great celebration."

Meng Yun noticed Zhou Yaru diverting the topic, but she didn't press further. She had long since known that Jin Yanchuan's relationship with Jin Shan and his wife was not like that of a normal father and son.