Chapter 301: Chapter 303 Establishing Rules_1
Taking advantage of the Third Boss’s request for a full-month celebration for the child, the Wang Family also sent Little Wang Clan over.
A girl who had married and still lived at her maternal home would be censured by others, and ultimately, it would be her own reputation that suffered.
However, their visit this time was not solely to apologize.
In the Main Room, the Wang Clan’s in-laws and her own family sat together.
"Sister, my daughter is willful; I hope you can be more patient with her in the future."
Wang Dashi spoke with polite insincerity, but his expression carried hardly any hint of apology.
In the past few years, he had made some money in the lumber business and saved a bit for the family.
With a scholar in the family, he carried himself with his back straight no matter where he went.
Wang Clan replied indifferently, "Besides being your daughter, she’s also a daughter-in-law of the Tan Family. If she doesn’t act the part, how is that acceptable?"
This time she was determined to set rules for Little Wang Clan; otherwise, they’d all start to walk over her.
So even if her big brother personally delivered her, she wasn’t going to acknowledge it.
"Do you know how many people came to ask for my daughter’s hand in marriage? If it weren’t for fear of her being wronged, what would your youngest have to do with any of this?" 𝔫𝖔𝖛𝖕𝔲𝔟.𝔠𝖔𝖒
Little Wang Clan’s mother, Wèi Clan, was very displeased; she had always been against marrying her daughter into the Tan Family.
What was the use of blood relations if she was still treated like an outsider?
Wang Clan scoffed, "Big sister, when our families became related, we were nearly equals. If it hadn’t been for my brother’s good fortunes later on, where would you get the nerve to disdain my Third Boss?"
"Your Third Boss is uneducated, can’t farm properly, and to top it off, he has nothing but a good-looking face. Who wouldn’t disdain him?"
Wèi Clan spared no mercy with her sarcasm, for Tan Zhengyong was nothing but a coward!
It’s just a pity she hadn’t seen through Tan Zhengyong’s true nature earlier; she truly ruined her daughter’s life.
Wang Clan’s expression grew ugly because it was indeed the truth.
Thinking about the nearly ten taels of silver she frivolously spent made her feel a pang in her heart. If only he could be a bit more diligent and spend less money.
Alas, but what could be done when the Second Boss was just like that?
Tan Zhengyong clasped his hands in a salute, "Mother-in-law, your teachings are correct; I will definitely reform from now on."
"You can change? You’re set in your ways for life. Just don’t give my daughter a hard time or expect her to do everything, and I, as her mother, will be content!"
Tan Zhengyong coughed awkwardly, as after all, he was a man and deserved some face.
He knew his mother-in-law looked down on him, but now that they had a child, what more could she want?
Wang Dashi slapped the table, "Enough; we’re all family here. Why quibble over such things? Can’t we just live well together?"
"Big brother is right; we’re all one family, let’s not dwell on this. I was wrong, please don’t be angry," Tan Yuancheng quickly interjected.
Since the other had put it that way, he couldn’t let them lose face.
Moreover, he really couldn’t afford to offend his big brother.
Wang Clan glared at Tan Yuancheng, "When we divided the family property, we left the best house and land for the youngest. My other sons are also my children. There’s a saying that both the palm and the back of the hand are flesh; one mustn’t be too biased, right?"
"Daughter, don’t be too headstrong. Your mother’s right. If everything was left for you, what kind of division would that be?"
Little Wang Clan nodded, "Father, I acknowledge my mistake."
Wèi Clan opened her mouth, but was silenced by a glare from Wang Dashi, forcing her to swallow her words.
Still, she felt her daughter wasn’t in the wrong—who wouldn’t want to draw silver into their own bosom?
Twenty taels of silver weren’t a small sum for her household.
The Third Boss’s family had a child, and who knew if they could even raise him, yet they willingly gave twenty taels; wasn’t that insanity?