Rebirth in the 50s: The Couple with the Hidden Space novel Chapter 577

Chapter 577: Chapter 458: Cheng Ruzhu’s Husband’s Family

Wen Chengyu is the late-born son of Wen Congwen and Cheng Ruzhu, and his personality developed to be quite overbearing. But strangely enough, his only nemesis is Ping’an.

Every time he gets so mad at Little Douding that he jumps up and down, but in the blink of an eye, the two, despite their significant age difference, are hugging and whispering to each other again, truly living up to the name of cross-generational friendship.

Among many uncles, Ping’an likes him the most. By his values, he explains it like this: Uncle Wen Chengyu is generous; he keeps all the good stuff for himself and is his good buddy.

The elder Mr. Wen and Mr. Cheng were sworn brothers. Of course, in their literary wording, they were inseparable friends.

No matter the basis of friendship, ever since Cheng Ruzhu married into the Wen Family, forming a marriage alliance between the two families, their relationship grew even closer. Similarly, the Wen Family treated the Zhou Family with the courtesy of lifelong connections.

Mr. Wen was born into a scholarly family, and according to his father’s generation’s obsessions, his life should have been about studying until he went abroad, never stepping into the world of commerce they most despised.

But the world is unpredictable. Early on, the Wen family’s entire household was destroyed by two bombs from a Japanese plane, leaving only Mr. Wen, who was studying abroad, and Sister Wen, who had gone out to deliver living expenses, alive.

Fate played its hand, and the siblings, after several turns, sought refuge in Mr. Cheng’s army at the time. In a chance incident, Sister Wen sacrificed herself on the front line, prompting Mr. Wen, the only heir of the Wen Family, to take off his uniform and switch to forming the national financial bank, becoming one of the first heroes.

Mr. Wen had four children in his lifetime, but only his son Wen Congwen survived. A couple of years after liberation, he retired early due to severe pre-war injuries and now enjoys his old age at home. Wen Congwen also followed in his father’s footsteps into the banking industry.

From a scholarly family to the world of banking, even the elderly Mr. Wen often jokes that he never thought he’d use a pen one day not to write poetry, but rather a string of numbers.

Despite Mr. Wen’s self-deprecation, from the fact that he arranged for his only son to join his department, it is clear that he also valued his profession.

When Cheng Ruzhu married into the Wen Family, she bore two big sons for them, fulfilling Mr. Wen’s long-held wish for many thriving descendants. He didn’t expect that years later, he’d be surprised again by the birth of Wen Chengyu, which made him ecstatic. As the youngest grandson grew up, he no longer wanted to work, retired, and personally raised his grandson.

It is easy to imagine how spoiled this little grandson became. Fortunately, Wen Chengyu was inherently kind-hearted, and his high status meant little to him, and he never intended to bully others.

This time, he got into a fight with outsiders, taking on two big kids alone, without asking his two brothers for help. The only thing that made him feel wronged was his father, Wen Congwen, who beat him. He really couldn’t understand why, when seeing people bullying a little girl, he couldn’t do something about it.

His dad called him foolish, and now even the three-year-old Douding thought he was silly, so he asked himself if he really was dumb. But he still didn’t regret coming to her aid.

After dinner, Wen Chengyu took Ping’an to play together, seeing the adults chatting. He quietly nudged Ping’an and saw the little guy frowning and looking at him, he stifled his laughter.

"Don’t worry. Little uncle just wants to ask you, why do you think I’m dumb? In what way am I dumb?"

Ping’an glanced at him and lowered his head to play with his toys.

"I get full marks in school, and teachers and classmates all respect me. I’m also the class monitor. How can I possibly be dumb? I just don’t understand why you all think I’m not smart."

Hearing his incessant muttering, Ping’an finally gave him a pat as a token of charity. Originally he wanted to pat him on the shoulder like his grandfather would, but soon realized he was too small to reach!

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