Oh JoanP, indeed my heart is hurting for O-lan. I seriously could not believe the change in Wang. When he points out O-lan's appearance I just sat with tears in my eyes. She has lived through the horrors being a slave girl, and just when she is a wife, mother and companion and has some self worth, he manages to just bring her back to feeling worthless. I can barely discuss these chapters because they are so painful. All I kept thinking was, "Idle hands are the devil's work." Wang has allowed all this wealth turn him into a man even his father can not be proud of.
The gold he took from the wealthy man to spare his life, got them back to their land. Wang began buying so many things an ox, land, beds, tables and chairs everything they needed to begin seeding and harvesting their crops and things for their house. He then uses the hidden jewels O-lan has to buy more land from the great house. It's as if he could not get enough, the greed was just overtaking his good judgement.
I fear this is the last time we will see his soft, compassionate feelings for O-lan.
pg.111 (O-lan) "I wish I could keep two for myself," she said with such helpless wistfulness, as of one expecting nothing, that he was moved as he might be by one of his children longing for a toy or for a sweet. "Well, now!" he cried in amazement. "If I could have two," she went on humbly, "only two small ones_two small white pearls even..." "Pearls!" he repeated, agape. "I would keep them_I would not wear them," she said, "only keep them." And she dropped her eyes and fell to twisting a bit of the bedding where a thread was loosened, and she waited patiently as one who scarcely expects an answer. Then Wang Lung, without comprehending it, looked for an instant into the heart of this dull and faithful creature, who had labored all her life at some task at which she won no reward and who in the great house had seen others wearing jewels which she never even felt in her hand once. "I could hold them in my hand sometimes," she added, as if she thought to herself. And he was moved by something he did not understand and he pulled the jewels from his bosom and unwrapped them and handed them to her in silence, and she searched among the glittering colors, her hard brown hand turning over the stones delicately and lingeringly until she found the two smooth white pearls, and these she took, and tying the others again, she gave them back to him.
I've seen in my own family how when someone came into money through inheritances, they changed. They spent like there was no tomorrow and before you know it, they were penniless, and destroyed all their relationships with their family members. I suppose there are lessons to learn being poor and rich.
Ciao for now~