After Zhang Mingyuan saw Huang Cuilan off and came back from the Huang Family, for a moment he didn’t even know where to go. With a muddle-headed mom like his, he had never felt this powerless before.
After thinking it over again and again, Zhang Mingyuan decided he should still make a trip to his Uncle Huang Yaoguo’s place.
In that house, only his grandfather and his uncle were a bit reasonable...
He had to say a few words on behalf of his wronged younger brothers.
Facing the cold faces of his older cousins and their wives, he naturally didn’t put on any good face either, and directly called the grinning Huang Yaoguo out the door.
After listening to everything Zhang Mingyuan said, Huang Yaoguo stayed silent for a long time, then sighed. "Your cousins really didn’t handle it well, but your two younger brothers are a bit too hard-headed."
This time the cold northern wind really blew right into Zhang Mingyuan’s heart.
"They all say the mother’s brother is the closest kin—break the bone and the tendons are still connected. Your aunt’s side is kin too, sure. But are they closer than us? Let me give you an example: say you and Shi Tou fall out. No matter how good your aunt is, would she take your side?
But I would. You’re my own nephew; they’re nothing to me. Of course I’ll be biased toward you. Same thing, your cousins here will protect you. But the cousins from your aunt’s side, would they beat up your paternal cousin for you?"
Huang Yaoguo looked at his nephew with his head lowered and narrowed his eyes. "Of course, right now the brothers and sisters of Old Zhang’s family are united. That’s just because you haven’t run into any big thing yet, so you don’t understand. Once something really happens, then you’ll know what ’uncle’s kin’ means. No matter how good your aunt and uncle are to you, would they give up their own son for you?"
Zhang Mingyuan lifted his head and smiled. "Uncle, if I end up butting heads with my cousin, who would you help?"
"You little brat! I’d beat both of you up, obviously!"
Huang Yaoguo was tactful enough, he knew Mingyuan didn’t like hearing that. "Before this I was wondering why those few were putting on such dead faces. When I get back I’ll give them a good thrashing and make them apologize to the Xiao Zuo brothers."
Zhang Mingyuan kicked at the accumulated snow on the ground and laughed. "No need for an apology. What’s done is done, what else can you do? If it really gets torn open, my mom... come on, your eldest nephew will see you home."
Walking behind him, Huang Yaoguo sighed to himself. In the end, they were already drifting apart.
"...Now your grandmother’s health is about done too. Go keep her company when you have time. All her life, she’s never stopped worrying about you all."
"Mm, my mom went to stay with Grandma today. I just came from over there."
Huang Yaoguo paused. "Your mom is still dutiful. But she has her own household too. Let her come back after a couple of days; your grandma still has your aunt-in-law to take care of her. If you’re willing, when the weather warms, you guys can bring the kids to see your grandma. That little girl of yours is a real bundle of joy..."
Zhang Mingyuan knew what he meant and didn’t say much. All the way he just listened to his uncle’s advising, absent-mindedly echoing him, and once again realized his own childishness.
What’s the use of talking?
He could easily push the blame onto "both sides," and in his words he kept implicitly criticizing his own family, while lightly stabbing them again and again, sowing discord.
However good an uncle is, in the end he’s only an uncle, and still part of the Huang Family. If he really thought of his own little sister, shouldn’t he be going to talk heart-to-heart with his brother-in-law right now, to smooth things over?
He shouldn’t have expected so much in the first place.
In the end, walking and walking, Zhang Mingyuan still ended up at Mr. Zhang’s courtyard.
"Where’ve you been? Hurry up, get up on the kang and warm yourself."
"You old man, you have to ask about everything. He’s such a big kid already, how could he not have a few friends? I say he went out visiting, right?"
"Listen to you, like you know everything. All right then, go on, take your eldest grandson inside."
"Oh, so now you’re disgusted with me?"
"How would I dare. Otherwise you’ll say you won’t look after this useless old man anymore."
"Hahaha, as long as you’re scared of me, that’s fine!"
Zhang Mingyuan watched his grandfather pottering around the yard, listened to his grandmother’s hearty laughter, sighed to himself, and let a smile show on his face.
Mr. Zhang looked worriedly at his eldest grandson’s back, frowned, then relaxed. He’d already made up his mind he would never interfere in the children’s business again.
Just look, how enlightened he was!
Mr. Zhang sighed, shook his head. You get used to it and it’s fine.
Even though everyone tacitly hid what had happened at Huang Cuilan’s maiden home from her, one day she didn’t show up, two days she didn’t show up, the third day still no sign of her—could Mr. Zhang and Mother Zhang really not notice?
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