A Blessed Daughter - Chapter 397

A Blessed Daughter
Chapter 397 – My young master’s gift to the eldest young lady (1)

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Wei Yichen reached out and patted Wei Yilin’s head. “Don’t overthink it. The root of this matter isn’t with you.”

Wei Yilin said thoughtfully, “Big Brother, I feel that what Mother said wasn’t wrong. Acting that way really isn’t befitting of a proper young lady. It will not only ruin her own reputation but also drag down Second Sister’s. But what Eldest Sister said… it didn’t sound wrong either…”

What Wei Qingruo had just said had truly shocked him.

Wei Yichen replied, “Your eldest sister didn’t grow up with us for the past thirteen years. She’s had her own hardships, and we should try to be more understanding and tolerant. Her past behavior and habits might indeed seem improper now, but we can’t expect her to change everything all at once—it needs to happen gradually. So perhaps no one is truly wrong. The only problem is that thirteen years is too long a time.”

Wei Yilin nodded, half-understanding.

Behind them, Wei Qingwan, who had been listening in, lowered her head.

If it weren’t for Eldest Brother being here, tonight Mother and Wei Qingruo would surely have had a confrontation—and this time, Mother likely wouldn’t have let her off so easily…

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By the time Wei Ruo left the dining hall, the outside world was already blanketed in white.

The snow had started when Wei Ruo first arrived home, and in less than two hours, the roads, branches, and rooftops were all wrapped in a thick silver coat.

Back at Tingsong Courtyard, Wei Ruo and Xiumei set up a table and chairs in the yard and brought out the prepared food and wine.

Such heavy snow was common in the north, but rare in Taizhou Prefecture.

And since Wei Ruo had lived her two lives in the south, where she’d hardly ever seen snow, she deliberately set things up outside to enjoy the sight.

Because of the cold, they even lit a stove nearby—for both warmth and warming the wine.

The glow of the brazier, the lanterns hanging in the trees, and the moonlight reflected off the snow made the courtyard bright as day.

By the time she and Xiumei had finished setting everything up, the snow was falling more gently now.

-snow falling gently

“How perfect—it stopped at just the right time,” Wei Ruo said.

“I think it could go on a little longer. If the snow were thicker, it’d be even prettier,” Xiumei said.

Having little experience with heavy snow, Xiumei didn’t realize how dangerous it could be.

“Snow that nurtures the soil brings hope for a good harvest. At this thickness, it’s just right. If it goes on, it’ll turn into a snow disaster,” Wei Ruo explained.

“Why is that? Whether it snows or not, the weather’s just as cold. And snow feels so light—how could it cause harm?” Xiumei was puzzled.

“It looks light, but once it piles up thick, the weight can collapse houses and topple trees. In Taizhou Prefecture, heavy snow is uncommon, so houses aren’t built with that in mind. If the snow keeps building up, the roofs won’t hold—especially for poorer families whose homes are old and in disrepair.”

“I see. Then it’s best that it stops now. It’s already beautiful enough,” Xiumei said.

“Mhm. Come, let’s drink—to a blessing of snow.” Wei Ruo raised her cup.

Although Wei Ruo knew that, according to the trajectory in the original novel, the coming years would not be blessed with good weather and smooth harvests, and the common people’s lives would still be hard, she still privately hoped this snowfall would at least not turn into a great calamity.

The reason Wei Ruo didn’t know what this snow would bring was because, in the original story, both the Wei family and the original host were facing much greater troubles at this point.

Wei Mingting had passed away, and Yun Shi had taken several people to escort his coffin back to the capital. They spent that New Year in the capital, but it was a desolate one.

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