Chapter 423: No matter how valuable it is, nothing is more valuable than life (1)
A Blessed Daughter
Chapter 423: No matter how valuable it is, nothing is more valuable than life (1)
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On the fifth day of the New Year, the sun was shining brightly, the temperature had risen slightly, and the accumulated snow finally began to melt— as if it foretold that the gloomy clouds hanging over Taizhou Prefecture were starting to lift.
Many households still kept their gates tightly closed, and the Colonel’s Residence was no exception.
However, the Wei family finally received some good news, a messenger sent by Wei Mingting brought word from the front.
In his letter, he told his family that he was safe and sound, and that there were no cases of illness among the soldiers, reassuring his wife and children.
Moreover, there had been no movements from the Japanese pirates in recent days— a much-needed bit of good news in otherwise difficult times for Taizhou Prefecture.
Upon finally receiving confirmation that her husband was safe, Yun Shi let out a long sigh of relief, the heavy weight in her heart was temporarily lifted.
“Heaven be praised— your father is unharmed and all is well,” she said joyfully after dinner, sharing the good news with Wei Yichen and Wei Qingwan.
Wei Yichen was delighted, then asked, “Mother, has there been any word from Elder Sister?”
Yun Shi’s expression darkened, the joy fading from her face. “No news. I suppose she’s so taken with her life now that she’s forgotten where home is. Anyone who didn’t know better would think she and Madam Yuan were of the same family.”
Her tone carried both anger and bitterness.
After all, that was her own daughter— flesh of her flesh. To be treated like this during the New Year, how could a mother not feel heartbroken?
Sensing her mother’s anger, Wei Yichen didn’t know how to comfort her.
From New Year’s Eve to the fifth day of the New Year, not coming home even once— it was indeed hard to justify.
Even their father, busy as he was, had written a letter home, yet his eldest daughter, living comfortably in the Yuan residence, hadn’t sent even a word.
“Mother, I plan to go to the Prefectural Magistrate’s Residence later and bring Elder Sister back,” Wei Yichen said.
Hearing this, Wei Qingwan quickly spoke up in concern, “Brother, I heard the epidemic outside is still serious. It would be dangerous for you to go out now.”
Yun Shi also disapproved of his decision. “Your sister is right. Even if something must be done, we can send a servant from the household instead. You should stay home, study well, and prepare for this year’s provincial exam.”
Wei Yichen said, “The Prefect’s yamen is still under decent control. I don’t think the situation there is that severe. Besides, I won’t linger on the road— I’ll go straight to the Prefectural Registrate’s residence. There shouldn’t be too much risk.”
“If you’re really determined to go, then let me go in your place,” Wei Qingwan volunteered. “Even if I fall ill, it doesn’t matter much. But it’s different for you, Brother— you’re taking the provincial exam this year. You can’t afford even the slightest mishap.”
Seeing the worried look in his sister’s eyes, Wei Yichen hesitated.
He personally felt it wouldn’t be a big deal, but knowing his mother and sister would worry so much about him made him feel uneasy.
After some thought, Wei Yichen gave up the idea of going to fetch Weiruo. “Alright then, I won’t go for now. I suppose Elder Sister is safe enough at the Prefectural Registrate’s residence.”
Thus, the matter was temporarily set aside.
In the small courtyard, after finishing her tasks, Wei Ruo went to find Wei Jinyi.
“Second Brother, I need your help with something. Could you go back to the Colonel’s Registrate and fetch some wine for me?” Wei Ruo said.
“What do you need wine for?” Wei Jinyi asked.
“Using strong liquor for disinfection helps prevent contagion. There are still six jars of white liquor in the manor’s storeroom— strong liquor, and quite effective,” Wei Ruo explained.
Though the alcohol content wasn’t as high as seventy-five percent, it was around forty or fifty— better than nothing.
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