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Chapter 47 Mingyuan worries that his daughter will suffer.
Chapter 47 Mingyuan worries that his daughter will suffer.
I. A loving father visits, his heart filled with concern.
Before Su Zhenshan could even give his consent, Wanjing's father, Su Mingyuan, arrived with heavy steps, his heart filled with worry and unease.
He walked slowly, his steps heavy and deliberate, each step carrying a heavy burden. His face was solemn, his brows furrowed, and his expression filled with deep sorrow. It was clear at a glance that he was burdened with an immense worry.
Su Mingyuan was honest and kind-hearted throughout his life. He was not good at fighting or talking. He lived a simple and ordinary life, tending to his family's few acres of land and a few old houses, and never stepped out of Qinglong Town.
He didn't ask for much in his life. He didn't hope for great wealth or fame, nor did he wish to bring glory to his ancestors. He only hoped that his family would be safe and sound, and that his daughter, Wanjing, would live a peaceful and stable life, marry a reliable, down-to-earth man who would truly love her, and live a simple and peaceful life.
Now that Chen Shanhe is going to the provincial capital to make his fortune, Wanjing may also leave with him. As his father, his worries, fears, and reluctance are heavier and more profound than anyone else's.
As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, his gaze fell directly on Chen Shanhe, his eyes filled with concern, unease, and trepidation, as well as a hint of imperceptible pleading.
When Chen Shanhe saw Su Mingyuan coming in person, he dared not be negligent in the slightest. He quickly stepped forward, bowed deeply, and spoke with a respectful expression and sincere tone.
"uncle."
Su Mingyuan nodded slightly, without saying anything more. He simply reached out his slightly trembling hand and tightly grasped Chen Shanhe's hand. His palm was trembling, cold, and heavy with an indescribable weight.
Poems as proof:
The loving father arrived with unease.
My heart is only captivated by my beloved daughter.
I wish for a peaceful life.
Do not let the wind and rain fall upon you.
II. Holding hands, a thousand words of advice
Su Mingyuan gripped Chen Shanhe's hand tightly, his palm trembling slightly, his knuckles digging into it, as if he wanted to convey all his worries through those hands.
His eyes were slightly red, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were gathered together. His tone was heavy and earnest, and every word he spoke carried the earnestness of a father.
He was an honest and upright man who was not good with words and usually didn't talk much. But at this moment, he had a thousand words stuck in his throat and wanted to say them all at once.
"My land, my child..."
"Your uncle knows that you are capable, honest, upright, and have your own ambitions."
"But our countryside is quiet and simple. How can it compare to the provincial capital? That place is big, with many people and complexities. People's hearts are even more unfathomable, and life is difficult. Every step is a hurdle, and every step is hard."
"Wanjing is someone I've cherished since she was little."
"I never let her do heavy work, never let her suffer any injustice, and never let her see the wickedness of people or the hardships of the world."
"I only have one daughter. I love her, cherish her, and have protected her for half my life."
"I really can't bear to see her go out with you and suffer even the slightest hardship or pain."
His voice grew softer and deeper as he spoke, every word filled with tenderness and concern.
Standing to the side, Su Wanjing listened to her father's words one by one, and her eyes instantly reddened, tears welling up in her eyes and almost rolling down her cheeks.
She felt both warm and bittersweet. She felt that being loved so much by her father made her the happiest person in the world, but the thought of leaving home filled her with reluctance and sadness.
Poems as proof:
Holding hands, I offer my heartfelt advice.
A compassionate heart is bound to her beautiful face.
Teach your children to be free from worries.
I don't care about the wind and frost weighing on my shoulders.
Third, fearing the woman's drifting away, my heart bleeds.
Su Mingyuan took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling slightly.
He tried to suppress it, but he couldn't calm down. His voice trembled uncontrollably, and he finally revealed all the fears he had hidden deepest and dared not speak of.
"I'm scared... I'm really scared."
"I'm afraid she'll follow you to the provincial capital, where she'll be unfamiliar with the place and have no relatives or friends."
"When she was wronged or bullied outside, there was no one to stand up for her or speak up for her."
"I'm afraid she won't be used to the food in the city, or the unfamiliar house, and that she'll secretly cry at night without anyone to comfort her."
"I'm afraid she'll be all alone, helpless and alone, and she'll have to swallow her suffering."
He paused, his throat tightening, each word piercing his heart.
"I'm more afraid... afraid that you'll make a name for yourself in the future, see the world, broaden your horizons, and raise your expectations too high."
"I'm afraid you'll meet someone better, slowly change your mind, and abandon my daughter, never to care about her again."
"She is the only one I love in this life."
"If you betray her, leaving her all alone and helpless, her life will truly be ruined!"
At this point, Su Mingyuan could no longer hold back. His voice choked, his eyes became completely wet, and tears welled up in his eyes, almost falling on the spot.
An honest man who had never asked anyone for help in his life was now writing words filled with anguish and worry.
Parents' hearts are always full of love and worry. These words are full of pain, fear, and a father's deepest concern and reluctance to part with his daughter.
Poems as proof:
Fearing her daughter's fate, my heart bleeds.
Deeply saddened by the misplaced trust, tears streamed down my face.
This one is the only child in my heart.
How can I bear to witness the vicissitudes of life before my eyes?
IV. A Promise to the Motherland Brings Comfort to Her Kind Face
As Chen Shanhe listened to Su Mingyuan's heartfelt admonition, word by word, his heart was filled with a turbulent mix of emotions—a mixture of gratitude and guilt. His nose tingled with tears, and his emotions surged uncontrollably.
He could truly feel that this was not an ordinary admonition, but a father entrusting his daughter's life and her entire future to her.
It is the deepest, truest, and most precious sentiment in the world that should not be betrayed.
Chen Shanhe suddenly tightened his grip, holding Su Mingyuan's slightly trembling hand firmly with a steady and resolute force.
His expression suddenly became extremely solemn, his eyes shining like cold iron, without the slightest hint of pretension or hesitation.
"Uncle, don't worry!"
"I understand all your worries, fears, and concerns, and I remember them all."
His voice suddenly rose, each word ringing out as if he were making a vow.
"I, Chen Shanhe, swear to you and to heaven and earth today—if Wanjing marries me, I will cherish her with my life, protect her with my life, and shield her from the wind and rain with my life. I will never let her suffer the slightest grievance or be bullied!"
"No matter whether I am rich or poor in the future, no matter how difficult the road ahead, my original intention will remain unchanged, I will never waver, and I will never let her down!"
"I will make sure she has peace of mind, comfort, and happiness. I will dedicate my life to fulfilling your heartfelt entrustment today!"
His words were spoken in a steady and calm tone, every word coming from the heart, every sentence resounding with conviction. There was not a single flowery phrase; it was all genuine responsibility.
Su Mingyuan stared blankly at Chen Shanhe, seeing the unwavering determination in his eyes, and his heart, which had been hanging in suspense for so long, finally began to settle down little by little.
The anxiety, fear, and unease in his eyes gradually faded, and the tense expression on his face finally relaxed a little.
He knew that the young man in front of him truly cared about Wanjing.
Poems as proof:
The promise to the mountains and rivers brings comfort to your kind face.
A sincere heart can face the heavens.
I wish to protect my beloved for life.
Let no worries disturb your youthful years.