Evaluation
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Everyone gradually left the Trinh household.
Linh Du lay on the bed to rest. Trinh Shi and Tien Shi followed the physician to get the medicine, while the others stood around silently, watching her.
Surrounded by the whole family, Linh Du felt like a monkey trapped in a cage and spoke up:
“I’m fine. Everyone, please leave. I want to rest for a while.”
Trinh Shi instructed:
“Alright then, get some rest.
My son, take good care of your wife,” she added, turning to Trinh Trieu.
Trinh Trieu responded softly,
“Yes, I understand.”
“Oh right,” Linh Du suddenly said, “Make some pants for the child! What if someone lifts his clothes again? I’m not afraid of being accused of thinking badly of others, but what if it really is someone malicious?
Even naughty children can be a cause for concern.”
Hearing that, everyone was momentarily stunned. Since when had Ta Shi become so considerate?
She used to treat the three children in the house as burdens, and now she was suggesting making clothes for them? That was unimaginable before—she had even kept fabric solely for the baby in her belly.
Seeing the strange looks on their faces, Linh Du frowned:
“What? Hurry up and leave!”
What was with those weird looks?
The physician had said she didn’t need to endure anymore, so she wouldn’t force herself. She would do what she wanted. She didn’t want to die a second time.
After that, only two people remained in the room: Trinh Trieu and Linh Du.
Linh Du quietly observed the man who was supposedly her “husband” in name. He had a decent appearance, wore simple clothes, but his body was sturdy—probably from heavy labor.
Wasn’t this man supposed to be the quiet, timid type? Then why was he standing so upright, with such a calm and serious presence?
After sizing him up, she realized Trinh Trieu was also discreetly observing her.
According to the memories of this body, the wife named Ta Shi was a coarse village woman—illiterate, quarrelsome, and often clashed with neighbors—especially the one next door, Ma Shi. Besides Ma Shi, there were several other women in the village who had been scolded by her.
In the household, Ta Shi was extremely domineering. She had scolded everyone from the elders to the children, calling this one useless, that one a burden.
The three little ones were constantly called “worthless brats.”
But after everything that had happened, Trinh Trieu felt the woman before him no longer resembled the one in his memories.
He had no idea why he had transmigrated into this body, nor did he know what dynasty this so-called Huyen Minh era was—he’d never heard of it in any history book.
This body was illiterate and knew nothing aside from farming and petty errands in the district.
He wanted to learn more, but the previous owner had left behind no useful memories.
The original owner had hit his head while carrying goods and lost consciousness. When he woke up, Trinh Trieu was already in this body. The first person he saw was Trinh Tung from the village.
After that, he continued working, earned 150 wen. After deducting food expenses, he had 100 left. He followed Trinh Tung back to the village, and at the gate, he saw Ta Shi being beaten.
Without thinking, he rushed in to save her.
It was a good thing he did. Because now, this body was his. The wife and children of the former owner—he would protect them.
It was just a matter of responsibility. He didn’t care about anything else.
The two silently evaluated each other without exchanging further words.
After the recent chaos, Linh Du was exhausted. Before long, she fell asleep.
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