Too high to reach

Chapter 125 Just click it
After the matter was discussed, Mo Yuan went back to her room.

Mo Yi was somewhat lost in thought: This time, she and her father had thoroughly offended her mother.

However, there's nothing to regret. Although this idea might not be accepted by society...

If there are stones on the road, you either move them or go around them. You can't just keep running into them when you know they're there.

There are so many beautiful things in the world, we can't possibly take care of them all.

If my mother were to tell my father about this, he would probably get angry again.

But I can't not say anything, because if I do, my aunt might just do it without hesitation!

Whether it succeeds or not, there will be another good fight to be fought.

Without dawdling, she went straight out to the front living room to find her father.

I saw my third uncle fiddling with a bunch of things outside the front hall door. "Third Uncle, what are you busy with?"

Mo Rusong smiled at her, "Your father is still angry. He's going to stay up ahead for a while. Your third uncle will help him tidy up."

"Thank you for your hard work, Uncle San."

Upon entering the study, she saw her father sitting with his legs crossed, reading a book, looking quite relaxed.

"father."

Upon seeing his daughter arrive, he asked, "Yiyi, is there something you need from Daddy?"

"There is something..." she was about to lean over to say when she saw Mo Fan come out from the inner room looking disheveled.

"Second Uncle, do you think this is a good place to put the bed?"

"Yiyi, come and see Daddy's little house."

The small storage room in the living room is usually used to store things that are not needed.

Upon entering, I found the clutter had been cleared out, and a makeshift bed had been built using bricks, with half a door panel placed on top. There were also cabinets in the room; a real bed wouldn't fit…

Song Jiaxing was wiping things around with a rag.

“Father…” Mo Yi looked on, feeling saddened. “Isn’t it too simple? Is the bed too small?”

Although her own room wasn't great either, she just couldn't bear to see her father suffer...

Mo Ruhai was delighted. "Isn't this great? The door panel is a bit narrow, but we've put a wooden plank inside, which is enough. Once we lay out the bedding and hang up the curtains, it will look beautiful."

Besides, Father only comes home to sleep at night. He reads and writes during the day in the main room, undisturbed. Isn't that wonderful?! Alright, girl, tell Father what's wrong.”

Mo Yi leaned over and told him what had happened.

"What... How dare she?" Mo Ruhai's expression immediately changed. "I'm going to..."

“Dad!” Mo Yi grabbed him. “Arguing back and forth only makes you angry, but it doesn’t solve anything.”

"Then what do you think we should do?"

"I don't know if the letter has been sent yet. You should write another letter to your aunt and refuse the offer."

Mo Ruhai pondered for a long time before reluctantly nodding, "That's fine too. Yi Yi, tell me, isn't your mother the one who's crazy? And... Wenwen, she..." He couldn't believe that his bright and generous eldest daughter would act like this!

“Father, let’s not talk about that. You see, there’s still no result on Prince Qi’s side. We still need to hurry up and rent shops and courtyards. The new shops need to open, and the goods need to keep up. There are so many things to do that we can’t keep up. You should write a letter now and have Song Jiaxing deliver it.”

Mo Ruhai was angry for a while, then picked up his pen, and with resentment, quickly wrote down what he had written and sent Song Jiaxing to deliver it.

This further solidified my resolve not to return to the room.

Wang had finished writing the letter, but hadn't sent anyone to deliver it yet. She was about to think about it some more when her husband came in.

Thinking he had come to back down, Wang didn't even get up to greet him or say a word.

Unexpectedly, the man went straight into the inner room and started making noises inside.

After a long while, Wang finally couldn't resist any longer and went to the door to take a look...

What? He came back to get something?
Mo Ruhai had packed up all his most cherished books, the ones he read every night before bed. He also took his clothes, socks, and finally, a pair of shoes.

They've created a huge burden.

What, is he planning to live in the front for a long time? "Mo Ruhai, what do you mean?" Wang rushed in to grab the things.

When Mowen heard that her father had gone back to his room, she was afraid that they would quarrel again. She ran over and saw that her parents were indeed fighting over the bundle.

"Father, Mother! Let's talk this out! Don't do this..." She rushed over and stood between the two of them.

"If you're not afraid of hurting Mo Wen, then keep trying to steal it," Mo Ruhai sneered.

"Mowen, get out of here! I want to see..." Wang shouted again.

Mo Wen pleaded with Mo Ruhai, "Father, you can't just leave like this! If this continues, what if it gets my elder brother involved and ruins his studies? That's his future, a matter of great importance to the Mo family!"

Upon hearing this, Mo Ruhai loosened his grip, left the bedroom, and sat in the outer room.

Wang, somewhat dazed, followed them out carrying her bundle.

Looking at Wang Shi, Mo Ruhai suddenly realized that he had calmed down.

"Over the years, you've told me countless times about your grievances against me. Thinking about it carefully, you're right. I really am useless. The fact that we can live like this, that Mo Da got married and had children, and that Mo Wen got married are all thanks to you! I acknowledge that!"

Wang felt a little nervous seeing her husband speak like that.

"...I'm already forty. This is how my life is going to be! I can't change your disdain and blame! Even if I give my life, I can't earn you an imperial title."

The more he said this, the more frightened Wang became...

"The ridiculous thing is, I also have grievances against you. But I'm not entitled to say them. As your husband and father… I'm dispensable!"

Mo Wen was frightened after hearing this: "Father, please don't say that. What couple doesn't quarrel and bicker? But after the quarrel, they are still family. I have never blamed you, Father. You taught us to read and be reasonable, you are a good father. You can't say that..." She also started to cry.

Wang was usually sharp-tongued and quick-witted, but at this moment, she didn't know what to say.

Mo Ruhai shook his head: "Since that's the case, I'll give you this courtyard. You'll have the final say in everything. It's just that Mo Yi... she's been close to me since she was little. You..."

His eyes reddened. "That day, you said in front of so many people that you wouldn't give her a dowry or care about her. Well, I hope you remember your words! Don't interfere with her marriage! Don't interfere with her dowry either. If you still don't agree after I've said this... then let's settle this once and for all."

Wang was dumbfounded.

After finishing his sentence, Mo Ruhai turned to look at Mo Wen: "Mo Wen, you are a smart girl with a bright future. But you must remember that everything should be done in moderation. Don't act impulsively! And don't do anything that harms others unnecessarily... At home, even if you make mistakes, your parents can forgive you. But when you come to the Xu family, you must restrain your temper and be strict with yourself and lenient with others. You must never again..."

Mo Wenteng's face flushed red, and her heart pounded. Had her father found out that she had encouraged her mother?
Mo Ruhai also stopped there, saying, "Wang Xiu'e, if we can't agree, let's say less. Let's both compromise!"

"No... what exactly do you want?" Wang's head was buzzing, and she was completely bewildered.

I've treated him like this ever since I walked in the door; it's become a habit.

Why did he suddenly quit?
Mo Ruhai stood up, picked up his things, and prepared to leave. "Mo Wen, try to persuade your mother! If your parents really break off their relationship, it won't be a good thing for you!"

Wang tried to stop her, but Mowen persuaded her to stay.

"Has he really gone mad?" Wang murmured.

"Everyone's angry right now, this isn't the time to argue. Please let Father calm down for a while."

“Mowen… quickly call your elder brother over! Waaah…” Wang couldn’t help but cry again.

“Mother. There are still six months until my eldest brother takes the stage. Don’t you understand what’s most important right now?” Mo Wen said coldly.

"Oh! Right, right... Mother's confused. We can't let it affect him!"

"Yes! It's a lifetime commitment, why are you in such a hurry? If you pass the imperial examination, your words will carry a different weight..."

Mo Ruhai carried the things to the front. On the way, he dropped a book. He bent down and picked up the large bag of things for a long time, but there was a smile on his lips.

The cottage was clean and tidy.

The key is... quiet.

Looking around, I felt very relaxed and happy.

Finally, it won't happen again: I'll be angry inside, but I'll still have to sleep on the same bed...

Wang sent the letter out...

(End of this chapter)