All the people in the Hou Mansion are evil, and they will be repaid tenfold after rebirth

Jiang Lili's eyes flashed with emotion: "My uncle is so considerate. He knew that my mother liked cats, so he gave her these two."

Jiang Zihan suddenly remembered something and said excitedly, "Mom, why don't we give these two cats names! They are so cute, they should have a resounding name."

Lu Yundi smiled slightly: "That's a good idea. Li Li, what should we name these two cats?"

Jiang Lili pondered for a moment and said, "How about calling one 'Snowball' and the other 'Tangyuan'?"

"What good names!" Lu Yundi said with a smile, "Snowball and Glutinous Rice Balls, they sound appealing. That's it."

The atmosphere in the house gradually became harmonious, and the three of them talked about other trivial matters in the house. Although Jiang Lili was not feeling well, she always had a smile on her face and was very close to the two sisters.

......

That day, Ye Wanxue was patiently testing her temper with Jiang Yinyi.

"Yinyi, let's put it this way. If you start learning to read from me, I will bring you something you have never seen before."

There was a softness in Ye Wanxue's eyes, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, as if hinting at a mysterious temptation. Jiang Yinyi's eyes widened, and his curiosity was instantly ignited.

"Really? Aunt Ye, are you telling the truth? What is this thing that I have never seen before?" Jiang Yinyi asked impatiently, his bright eyes flashing with anticipation.

Ye Wanxue smiled softly and stretched out her index finger to touch Jiang Yinyi's forehead: "You are always so impatient. However, since I said it, I will definitely do it. But, are you really willing to learn to read with me?"

"I do! I'd do anything as long as I can see that mysterious treasure!" Jiang Yinyi said excitedly, with a hint of mischief in his eyes.

Ye Wanxue nodded slightly, a trace of relief flashed in her eyes: "Okay, since you are so interested, then let's make a deal. But before that, you must promise me that you will study hard and stop fooling around."

"I promise! I will study hard!" Jiang Yinyi vowed.

Ye Wanxue patiently taught him, starting from the most basic words and instilling knowledge bit by bit. Jiang Yinyi was also unexpectedly serious, and he seemed to really want to learn something.

One day, Ye Wanxue took out an ancient book and handed it to Jiang Yinyi: "Today, let's learn the story in this book."

Jiang Yinyi took the book and opened it curiously, but saw a strange pattern on the page. He couldn't help but exclaimed: "Aunt Ye, what is this?"

Ye Wanxue smiled slightly and pointed at the pattern and explained: "This is a painting depicting an ancient war scene. Look, these people are fighting."

Jiang Yinyi's eyes widened as he carefully observed the details in the painting: "Wow, these people are so realistic, they seem to be moving."

Ye Wanxue smiled and pointed to the words on the side and said, "These words describe the story of this war. Try reading them."

Jiang Yinyi frowned and began to read word by word. Although he was a little unfamiliar with the words, he still tried his best to finish the whole story. Ye Wanxue patiently guided him, corrected his pronunciation, and explained the meaning of the words.

Gradually, Jiang Yinyi became interested in reading, and he began to ask Ye Wanxue questions. Every time Ye Wanxue answered a question, Jiang Yinyi would show an expression of sudden enlightenment, as if he had opened the door to a new world.

Jiang Yinyi was no longer naughty, but depended on Ye Wanxue like a child. Ye Wanxue also gradually regarded Jiang Yinyi as her own son, and the relationship between the two became deeper and deeper.

At dusk, in the garden of Zhenxing Marquis's Mansion, Jiang Yinyi was learning poetry from Ye Wanxue. Ye Wanxue held a volume of the Book of Songs in her hand and interpreted the artistic conception of the poems in a soft voice.

"Yinyi, this poem "Guanju" describes the love between a pair of birds. Listen to these lines: 'Guanju, on the island in the river. A graceful lady, a gentleman's ideal match.' The word 'match' here means match. You see, the emotion in this poem is so delicate."

Jiang Yinyi listened, a hint of impatience flashed in his eyes. He secretly glanced at Ye Wanxue, and seeing her focused expression, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty. He tried to concentrate, but he couldn't suppress the mischief in his heart.

"Aunt Ye, what's so good about learning this poem? I prefer listening to stories." Jiang Yinyi couldn't help but interrupt.

Ye Wanxue smiled slightly, with a hint of tolerance in her eyes: "Okay, then I will tell you a story today. This story is about the author of The Book of Songs - Confucius."

Jiang Yinyi's eyes lit up, and he asked with great interest: "Confucius? That great sage?"

"Yes, Confucius." Ye Wanxue said slowly, "When Confucius was a child, his mother taught him to read the Book of Songs. Confucius was very smart, but he was also naughty. Once, when he was reading, he suddenly ran out to play and forgot the time. When his mother found out, she was very angry and punished him to kneel at the door."

Jiang Yinyi listened with great interest and couldn't help but interrupt: "What happened next? Did Confucius cry?"

Ye Wanxue smiled gently: "Confucius did not cry, but felt that he was wrong. He told his mother that he was willing to be punished because he understood his mother's intentions. From then on, Confucius studied harder and eventually became a great thinker."

Jiang Yinyi listened, and a touch of touch flashed in his eyes. He suddenly stood up and said seriously: "Aunt Ye, I understand. I will study hard in the future and won't let you worry anymore."

Ye Wanxue watched Jiang Yinyi grow up, and a warm current surged in her heart. She gently patted Jiang Yinyi's shoulder and said with a smile: "Good boy, I believe you. However, the mysterious treasure I promised to show you today can be shown to you now."

Jiang Yinyi's eyes lit up and he asked excitedly, "Really? Aunt Ye, take me to see it!"

Ye Wanxue took Jiang Yinyi through the garden and came to an exquisite room. She carefully took out an ancient jade pendant from the cabinet and handed it to Jiang Yinyi.

"This is a keepsake from my father's youth. This jade pendant bears witness to the love between him and my mother. I hope you can cherish it, just as you cherish your life."

Jiang Yinyi took the jade pendant and observed it carefully. He seemed to be able to feel the deep emotion contained in the jade pendant, and a sense of respect surged in his heart.

"Aunt Ye, I will definitely cherish it." Jiang Yinyi said seriously.

……

Jiang Yinli slept until noon. After waking up, he was very upset and immediately went to his mother Lu Yundi to apologize.

Jiang Yinli hurried through the corridor, his footsteps echoing in the quiet Zhenxing Marquis Mansion. He pushed open the vermilion door of Yuehua Pavilion where his mother Lu Yundi lived, and saw his wife sitting on a rosewood chair by the window, holding an ancient book in her hands, her eyes calm and kind.

"Mother, I'm here to apologize to you." As soon as Jiang Yinli entered the door, he knelt on one knee with a sincere expression.