Chapter 638 - 235: What Kind of Good Life Did I Live Before
Chapter 638: Chapter 235: What Kind of Good Life Did I Live Before
When Chen Song saw the old lady having people bring in boxes, he had assumed they were filled with jewelry the elderly woman had collected for her daughter.
To his surprise, the vast majority of the contents were account books. Two other boxes, however, were stuffed to the brim with silver notes.
He thought, "So this is how the rich operate—they measure silver notes by the boxful!"
It was frustrating that he had lived for nearly forty years before realizing this. The entire fortune he had amassed in his lifetime wasn’t even enough to match the face value of a single silver note here.
It was a devastating blow to his pride! Nobody should be bullied like this! Chen Song instantly fell into a depression.
Xu Su Ying took in Chen Song’s reaction. After sharing a bed with him for twenty years, how could she not know what was going through his head?
Clutching her stomach, she immediately burst into laughter. "What is that expression? Why are you being so melodramatic? Is this the time to be overly sensitive? You know, when you’re shrewd, you’re truly shrewd, but when you’re being foolish, I can’t even be bothered to waste my breath on you."
"Wife, you don’t understand," Chen Song said.
"You’re right, I don’t! But if someone handed me this much money all at once, I’d be over the moon. I wouldn’t care where it came from. As long as it ends up in my purse and belongs to me, I’m perfectly content."
Chen Song sighed. "Wife, you’ve become a wealthy woman overnight. It makes me feel like a kept man."
Xu Su Ying shot him a sideways glance. "What else do you suggest, then? Are you going to step aside and let me find someone else to take your place?"
Chen Song shuddered, dropping the melodrama at once. "I guess I’ll just have to do it. A newcomer wouldn’t know how to serve you as well as I do, and they wouldn’t truly care for our children. Wife, I won’t say things like this anymore. Please don’t be mad, okay?"
"Hmph!"
After their brief banter, the couple sat cross-legged on the bed and began counting the silver notes.
One note, two notes, three notes... three hundred and one, three hundred and two...
The more they counted, the more energized they became, and the warmer their bodies grew. Eventually, they stripped off their outer lined jackets, sitting within the bed curtains in just their inner garments. Even so, they were still sweating profusely.
By the time they finished counting both boxes of silver notes, they were so excited that they hugged each other and rolled around on the bed a few times.
Suppressing their ecstatic voices, they whispered so only the two of them could hear, "We’re rich! We’ve struck it rich! We’ve made a fortune!
"We don’t have to do anything anymore. With this Silver, we can lend it out and make a substantial income every day. We won’t lack the money to get our sons married. We’ll even have enough for our grandsons, great-grandsons, and great-great-grandsons to marry! We’re so happy!"
In the dead of night, the couple squealed like pigs in sheer delight.
The old nanny guarding outside the bedroom door heard the noises and let out a knowing smile.
This was their lady. When she was unhappy, she didn’t care about rules or propriety; she would scold someone to their face until they couldn’t lift their head. When she was happy, she equally disregarded decency and etiquette, often laughing in a most unseemly manner.
Daya walked over quietly from the other side. Seeing her, the old nanny quickly waved her away. She signaled for Daya to go back and rest; she would take the night watch herself. Their lady was so ecstatic tonight that she probably wouldn’t be able to sleep. Just watch—she would undoubtedly be tossing and turning for a while longer.
There was a good reason why servants who had served a household for a long time were respectfully referred to as "the elders." Their sheer mastery of their masters’ preferences and habits was something countless others simply could not compare to. And this old nanny had Xu Su Ying figured out perfectly. Even though she had lost her memories, the nanny still read her like a book.
After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, sounds of movement came from inside the room.
The couple got dressed and came out together.
Seeing the old nanny at the door, Xu Su Ying paused for a moment and said, "You’re getting on in years. You don’t need to stand guard late at night anymore."
"It’s no trouble. This old servant is old and doesn’t need much sleep. Keeping watch over you brings me peace of mind."
"I’m not just telling you not to keep watch; I’m saying none of you need to. In a grand estate like this, who could possibly break in? Besides, the two of us are still young. We still have our marital relations at night, and having you all out here eavesdropping is just incredibly awkward for me."
The old nanny was speechless. She thought, "Should I say you’re treating us as outsiders, or that you’re treating us too intimately?"
Chen Song was mortified. He thought, "I’m dead inside. If you need anything, just burn paper offerings."
Just as the two of them felt so awkward they wanted to find a hole to crawl into, Chen Wanqing and Zhao Jing opened their door and walked out.
The courtyard prepared for the young couple had actually been cleaned and readied today. However, Chen Wanqing was pregnant, and since that courtyard had been vacant for a long time, it was terribly chilly. Therefore, they decided to warm the rooms with braziers for a couple of days to build up some human warmth before they moved in.
Perhaps because they had gone back to sleep in the morning and taken a nap in the afternoon, the young couple still felt no drowsiness at this late hour.
They had been reading when they heard the commotion outside. Just as they were about to step out, they happened to hear Xu Su Ying’s scandalous words. Stunned, the young couple froze at the doorway. After a brief moment, they cleared their throats lightly and finally stepped out of the room.