Translating Sloth

Zhuang Sheng used the greatest courage, again emphasising: “You said you are a person who knows how to repay kindness. Right now, I want you to repay me, I want you to devote your life to me.” Xia Ling Mei’s lips trembled, indeed she was already so angry she couldn’t breathe, unable  to say half a word. Xia Fen stared blankly, only feeling the lively small courtyard for most of the day had suddenly calmed like stilled water, a drop of a pin could be heard. Mother’s arms around him tightened more and more, wanting to break his bones. In his very small mind a burst of panic swiftly appeared, and not acting out, he only loudly shouted: “Adoptive mother it’s me!” Unwaveringly holding Xia Ling Mei’s neck tighter, his chubby butt sticking up, angry towards everyone. Xia Ling Mei was so angry she smiled: “Zhuang Sheng, you ought to know, I am already long ago a married woman, if I was able to remarry, even if my husband was here, even if he wasn’t, I wouldn’t so easily repay ki

Xia Fen complied with respect to the stronger person, this little bit of discipline by Wang Yun Feng could not tame him. Although he was holding the writing brush, he didn’t actually write a single character, he directly drew over Wang Yun Feng’s name into a hiding turtle, moreover making the last stroke of the `Feng` character into a thick and long tail. Extending it continuously filling the entire writing paper. Xia Ling Mei looked over through the window several times, only seeing his writing brush moving, as if he was diligently studying Wang Yun Feng lifted his head while he was working through his numerous affairs, seeing Xia Ling Mei’s distressed expression in the corner. Sighing, he couldn’t help diverge her mind asking: “Call your messenger over, help me deliver a letter to father-in-law.” Xia Ling Mei slanted her head, her temper rising on behalf of her son: “It’s not like you don’t have your own, my Fei Dao cannot be used by just anyone.” Wang Yun Feng h

When the sound of birdsongs had just entered into ears early in the morning, an ear-splitting noise already came through from next door, continuously, Xia Fen’s alarm and anxious shouting resounded completely through the air of Xian Yun manor. “Adoptive mother! Adoptive…mother…” Xia Ling Mei lifted her head in a daze, as if she still hadn’t woken up from her dream. She was too tired, feeling like all her bones had lumped together, placed into a cooker to boil for a night. A hand covered her ear, putting her head towards a chest, the person beside her softly said: “Sleep again for a bit, it’s still early.” Xia Ling Mei responded in a daze, finally she couldn’t resist the tiredness, she continued sleeping. From the beginning she didn’t think, who the person next to her was, why they were sleeping on the same bed as her, to the extent that, she didn’t even think, why she was this tired. What did she actually do yesterday? What time did she sleep? She couldn’t pond

T/N: As I am an amazing sloth you get an update today (not because I'm away this weekend or anything) hahaha  _________________________________________________________ Three years of marriage, every night guarding the bedroom by herself, she dreamed about him finally coming back, standing brightly, gazing at her with longing. She constantly waited, and always looked forward to their next meeting, if he could discover her good points, she imagined him grasping her own hand, walking  together   to the end of time. But every day, every month, every year, the greater her hope, the greater her disappointment. She gradually was unable to breath under the numerous pressures of her life in an influential family, the pity and laughter in each upper-class women’s eyes made her feel ashamed and resentful. Right at the beginning she had responded, but gradually she became taciturn, until in the end she ignored it, it was like a blunt knife grinding against her heart, stabbing