The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 312 - 312 312 The Times She Regrets

Chapter 312: Chapter 312: The Times She Regrets Chapter 312: Chapter 312: The Times She Regrets “That’s a stroke of luck! Old Man Zeng is searching everywhere for a doctor to treat his son’s injuries. Miss, why don’t you give it a try?” suggested the woman, upon hearing this.

In her excitement, she didn’t seem to mind addressing Lin Caisang, who was much younger than her, with such formality.

“Could you kindly lead the way? I’ll take a look,” responded Lin Caisang.

This was the perfect opportunity for Lin Caisang to make a name for herself in Jianan City. She could gain some renown by treating this disfigured scholar.

“Good, good, this way please miss.” The woman was overjoyed to hear that Caisang was willing to go and promptly led her to the Zeng Family home.

…

The Zeng Family couldn’t be considered prominent in Jianan City, a place teeming with royalty and nobility. They owned a small rice shop, but that was enough to secure their standing in the city.

Since his son was disfigured, Old Man Zeng had no enthusiasm to run the rice shop anymore. He entrusted the shop to his employee and stayed at home to keep an eye on his son, fearing that he might attempt suicide when left alone.

They had been lucky, and his son was saved on one occasion, but Old Man Zeng did not know if they would be as lucky next time.

CRASH!

A big jar shattered to pieces. Old Man Zeng looked at his son, who used to be a dignified and studious scholar, now turned into a bitter man who spent his days venting his anger violently, crouching in a corner holding his head.

At this point, as long as his son did not attempt to end his life, the occasional breakage of objects at home was acceptable. There was no time to lament over a broken jar.

“It must be that woman! I warned you not to engage me to her. But you wouldn’t listen. Look at what’s happened now—I’m ruined by her! And her family, they insolently sent a few servants to deal with us. I will make them pay!”

Zeng Yulang’s eyes were bloodshot as he pointed at the front door and raged. His voice was probably heard all the way down the street.

“Yulang, lower your voice. We don’t want the outsiders to hear,” cautioned Old Man Zeng.

“Why should I keep my voice down? Yan Jinhua did such a terrible thing, and you’re saying I can’t even speak of it?” Zeng Yulang, hearing his father’s words, bellowed even louder.

It was not surprising that his temper was flaring, blaming even his own father. After all, the girl he had been engaged to, Yan Jinhua, was at fault for his present state.

The moment she broke off their agreement, she jumped the gun to get engaged to the young master of Marquis Mansion. She was even prepared to become his concubine, all for the wealth and power of his family.

Jianan City was chock-full of wealthy and influential people, so who did that young master from the Marquis’s family think he was? Could he even get an audience with the emperor or any of the princes? He was probably just good for bragging on the streets.

“Hush, hush, Yulang, why don’t you listen? That young master is not to be trifled with. We can’t afford to mess with him, okay?” whispered Old Man Zeng to his son.

So after all, it came down to his fault. Why did he think that the girl from the Yan Family was a good match in the first place?

Less than a year into their engagement, Yan Jinhua was noticed by the young master of the Marquis Mansion and she thought that a family like that was more worthy of her, even if it meant being a concubine, as it was a step up for her.

“That Yan girl will regret it, just you wait and see. Listen to your father, focus on your studies, our family is counting on you to ace the…”

“Pass what exam? Look at me! How could I…?”

Before Old Man Zeng could finish his statement, Zeng Yulang pointed to his face. His face was marred with scars. He might try to ignore the scars on his face, but he lived in a world that valued appearances.