Qingyun's Love: Tiger Boy Falls in Love with a Pretty Lawyer

Ranmo slept a little longer that morning. She hadn't fully recovered from all the traveling she'd been doing recently. She and Azan agreed to go to the lawyer's stall together the next day to ask about the matter.

Taking advantage of her free morning, she sorted out her belongings. She stumbled upon a few small picture books. The titles revealed a series of stories, telling the story of a family of loyal and valiant generals fighting off foreign invasions. The stories featured numerous female generals, and also included information on how to deploy troops.

I guess my mother bought it some time ago. It can be used as a supplement to studying military tactics.

She watched with gusto for over an hour. At noon, she helped Weihua cook. The family gathered around the dining table for dinner. Weihua's previous anger had faded. She only heard that Qingsheng had gone over there to do something important, and she hoped he would come back soon.

The next morning, Ranmo packed up and headed to the lawyer's stall, determined not to keep Azan waiting. When he arrived, he was nowhere to be seen. Figuring he might have been delayed, or perhaps he was just being lazy and feeling a bit frivolous, he remained alone, greeting the inquiring party.

Soon, an old woman came over, supported by a maid. She walked closer, stared at Ran Mo for a while, and said coldly, "Are you the lawyer who instigated my son to separate from me yesterday?"

Ran Mo's heart sank slightly. This person had come with bad intentions. Besides, I'm a lawyer, not a client. Without thinking too much, he put on a smile and said, "Auntie, you misunderstood. I didn't instigate it. I was just helping to resolve the family conflict."

"What a contradiction! The so-called contradiction is a spear and a shield. The things that happened in our family were all the fault of my daughter-in-law. She can't blame others. She must be punished." The old woman pointed at the ground with her crutch and said angrily.

Ran Mo thought she was quite logical. How could such a smart person not be able to understand the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law? Not wanting to argue with her, he said:

"Even if it's her fault, as the elder in the family, shouldn't Auntie help and discipline her? Even if you want to do things in a positive way, if you're not careful with your words, things might still get out of hand."

The old woman looked at her and sighed, "You are so young, you don't understand the many difficulties of marriage and family affairs. Let's not talk about trivial matters for now."

"Just tell me about the last time we planned to buy a piece of land in the countryside, but he and his wife insisted on going to that desolate place to buy a piece of land. I didn't let them go, and we started arguing again. My son didn't even help me, which made me very sad." The old woman choked up as she spoke.

Ran Mo knew that the old woman's words were rather trivial, so he didn't interrupt her. Seeing that she was getting emotional, he quickly comforted her: "Auntie has worked hard to raise the child, and she hopes that the child will be obedient and filial. This feeling is understandable. Every family feels the same way.

But the child is grown up after all, has his own family, and wants to do things independently. This is normal and a good thing. Auntie doesn't want to keep him under her wings all the time, right?

If they decide to buy a piece of land or something, you can just tell them the risks based on your experience. Even if they don't buy the land, they will do something else. If they really succeed in the future, you can go to the countryside from time to time to relax and do good to your health.

After listening to Ran Mo's statement, the old lady was silent for a while, and then she said angrily: "I can't stand the difficulties between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. The daughter-in-law always argues with me about trivial matters. I am really angry."

"You've always said that these are just trivial matters, so why bother focusing on them? If you have time, you can go out more often and chat with old acquaintances.

Your son's filial piety will surely help to reconcile you two. Of course, we also need to maintain harmony and tolerance with each other, right?

A harmonious family is the root of all prosperity. A nation exists only when there is a family. By making our own homes safe and secure, and avoiding disputes, we are fulfilling our responsibilities and promoting virtue, a virtue of which there is no greater good.

The old woman listened silently to Ran Mo's advice, then looked up at Ran Mo with some approval, "Young man, what you said makes some sense. Let me think about it.

Also, the idea you suggested for my son to live separately is not a problem in terms of money, but I am worried about the gossip from outsiders and the embarrassment."

When Ran Mo heard this, he said, "To be honest, this isn't just something I said casually, but it's been tried in some places. Even within the family, sometimes it's appropriate to maintain a proper distance."

As long as our family can live in harmony, why bother about what others think? If there are constant family disputes, they will just laugh at us.

The old woman seemed to have made up her mind after hearing this. She nodded to Ran Mo and said, "Thank you, Brother Xiaosong. I was really confused before. I still have to live a good life with my son and daughter-in-law from now on."

As he said this, he took out a red envelope from his sleeve and told Ranmo to keep this fee as a reward for his hard work.

Ran Mo evaded the question and said it was unnecessary. The old woman smiled and said, "This is what you deserve. I originally prepared two things, one is this red envelope, and the other is this walking stick. It seems that the red envelope is more worthy of your child. Haha. Then you can get busy first. I will go back."

Ran Mo took a deep breath. It was a good thing Azan hadn't come today, or I'd have risked a beating with the cane. Fortunately, the old man was sensible and willing to listen. He hurriedly thanked the old man and walked him a distance before turning back.

By noon, Azan still hadn't arrived. Ranmo remembered that he had invited her to his house the day before, so he decided to go look for him and visit his aunt at the same time.

Azan's home was in the southeastern part of town. Ranmo, relying on his memory, walked through several streets and alleys. When he saw the familiar gate and courtyard, he knew it was here. The courtyard was clean, decorated with flowers and trees, and it was elegant and peaceful.

After calling out, Azan's mother came out of the house. When she saw Ranmo, she hurriedly welcomed him into the house with a smile, asking why he hadn't come to play at home for a long time, and asked if Ranmo's mother was doing well recently.

Ranmo answered each question politely. Azan's mother looked quite young, with a beautiful face, a kind attitude, and a very virtuous air.

Ran Mo asked if Azan hadn't come back yet. Azan's mother sighed and said, "Hey, the child was careless yesterday and injured his arm while playing. He just went to the clinic to change the dressing. I was busy cooking for him at home. It's a good opportunity for you to eat together."

Ran Mo's face showed worry. He hurriedly asked if Azan's injury was serious. Azan's mother said that fortunately, no bones were broken and the doctor said that he only needed to rest and heal for a few days. Ran Mo was relieved. He also said that he had just eaten something on the street and didn't need to bother.

Azan's mother said cheerfully, "What's so good about those street food? I made some mushroom and meat noodles today. Let's have a good meal together, mother and daughter."

Ran Mo felt warm in his heart when he heard Azan Niang's straightforward words.

A moment later, there was a sound at the gate. Looking up, he saw Azan had returned. His right arm was wrapped in white gauze and suspended with a belt. Ranmo looked worried and hurried over to ask him about his condition.

Azan was very happy to see Ranmo. He said he had thought he had a broken bone, but luckily it was just a contusion and sprain, otherwise he would have been injured and had to spend a hundred days recovering. He just couldn't go to the lawyer's stall to accompany Ranmo.

Ran Molian said it was okay. Then I asked him how he got into this state. He said he was exercising on a single wooden bar yesterday, but the bar had been rotten for a long time and broke in the middle of the exercise, causing him to fall to the ground and hurt his elbow.

Ranmo reminded him to be more careful when exercising in the future and to check the equipment beforehand to make sure it was safe. Azan nodded. He used to be inactive, but now he's actively looking for places to exercise, which is quite an improvement.