Chapter 172 Full Moon Celebration Incident

Seeing that the atmosphere was about to get out of hand, a relative sitting next to Tang Mingli whispered to her, "Uncle is just trying to be nice. You should persuade Fu Ci not to be so stubborn. Today is Fu Yu's one-month celebration. If things get too unpleasant, it will ruin her beautiful memories."

You expect a one-month-old baby to remember what happened today?

Tang Mingli ignored her.

She wasn't happy with what her uncle said either. Her husband worked so hard to earn money; who gave him the right to decide what to do with it? Her precious daughter; who gave him the right to tell her what to do with her?

She waved to the nanny who was not far away, handed the child to her, and instructed, "The child is asleep, please take him to the next private room."

The child was indeed asleep, sleeping soundly, and she didn't want to wake the child.

After his hands were free, he subconsciously rolled up his sleeves.

If her husband can't keep up, she doesn't mind joining in.

The elder who tried to persuade her only spoke up because of her seniority, but she was ignored. Moreover, judging from Tang Mingli's attitude, she seemed to intend to join the argument.

She was stunned, never expecting the seemingly gentle Tang Mingli to act this way.

You really can't judge a book by its cover.

My husband was about to get into a verbal altercation with someone, who was a relative of ours. Instead of stepping in to smooth things over, he seemed eager to retaliate.

She couldn't accept it, but she didn't know what else to say.

Fortunately, a senior relative stepped forward to ease the tension.

"The baby is only a month old, it's too early to talk about marriage now. Let's not talk about this anymore, keep eating, or the food will get cold."

However, today this uncle seemed to be possessed, and instead of taking the opportunity to back down, he started picking on Tang Mingli.

"Aci's wife, your in-laws are well-off and dote on you, so they hired a nanny to help take care of the child. I noticed that you only held the child for a few minutes during this long meal. You're not a very good mother. The child is yours, after all, and you have to take care of him yourself so that he will be closer to you when he grows up."

Tang Mingli couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Old Deng is really meddling in other people's business. I bet after a couple of drinks he really thinks he's the head of the clan.

But for her grandfather's sake, she decided to try diplomacy first before resorting to force.

"Thank you for reminding me, Uncle. Your child must be very close to you, right?"

These words undoubtedly stabbed this uncle in the back, but Tang Mingli was unintentional; she truly didn't know it.

My uncle wasn't very family-oriented when he was young. During the war years, he even abandoned his wife and children to save his own life, so his children had a very distant relationship with him. If it weren't for the pressure of filial piety, they probably would have abandoned their father long ago.

However, the uncle thought that Tang Mingli knew but was deliberately saying this, and he was so angry that he said, "Yes, I admit that I have failed to raise my son well and have no right to criticize others."

Tang Mingli was stunned by the sudden outburst.

Before she could even launch an attack, she inadvertently struck a vital point.

Sigh, that wasn't enough.

Tang Mingli let it go, but Fu Ci, a fiercely protective husband, was unhappy to hear his wife being criticized like that.

But he was still a step too slow.

Old Madam Fu couldn't bear to see her granddaughter-in-law being intimidated, and she was also worried that if things continued like this, today's banquet would turn into a very ugly affair. She angrily pointed at the uncle who had stirred up trouble and said, "We invited everyone here today to celebrate the baby's full moon, not to point fingers at our family. If you don't like the food or are unhappy with the meal, no one will stop you from leaving."

The uncle felt that the other party was trying to get rid of him and questioned, "Aiying, what do you mean?"

He only came to the banquet out of courtesy, never expecting to be treated like this.

Madam Fu was not afraid of him and replied bluntly, "It means eat more and talk less."

At his age and in his seniority, to be humiliated like this made the uncle furious and his face turn bright red.

Just as he was about to lash out, Old Master Fu spoke up.

"Alright, let's eat." Old Master Fu said to him with a warning tone, "As you get older, you need to be more careful about your behavior. Don't let yourself regress as you get older."

He was a commander after all; his authority didn't disappear just because he retired.

Finally, no one dared to say anything more.

Tang Mingmei, being of a younger generation, sat at another table. Seeing the sudden turn of events, she felt both distressed and anxious.

But seeing how firmly the Fu family defended her cousin, she was also very happy for her cousin.

Especially when she heard Fu Ci say with conviction that his daughter was his precious treasure, she was so moved that she almost burst into tears.

She was also disliked after her daughter was born. At that time, she was confused and thought that her daughter was inferior to her son. She would only fight back fiercely when faced with ridicule, without solemnly telling them that her daughter was also a treasure.

However, before she could be moved for long, she saw Tang Mingli being harassed by Fu's relatives and elders, and she clenched her fists in nervousness.

She knows all too well how painful that feeling can be.

When I gave birth to my daughter, on the day of her one-month celebration, those people came to ridicule me rather than to congratulate me.

After she had almost finished eating, she went to comfort her cousin.

Because she was preoccupied with this matter, Tang Mingmei kept an eye on Tang Mingli from time to time.

Seeing her get up and leave the private room, Tang Mingmei quickly followed.

When she heard her cousin call her, Tang Mingli stopped in her tracks, thinking that something had happened to her.

Unexpectedly, she said, "Don't care what others say. Fu Ci and your family are on your side."

Tang Mingli then realized that she had chased after her to comfort herself, and smiled.

"I didn't take it to heart."

"That's good." Tang Mingmei smiled as well.

She should have realized that, given her cousin's personality, she wouldn't care about these people and their words.

She was too involved with herself and became anxious.

Tang Mingmei returned to her seat with a smile, and the food tasted much better afterward.

Although a minor unpleasant incident occurred, the Fu family still bid farewell to everyone with smiles after the banquet, and even prepared a thoughtful gift for each guest.

Just looking at the exquisite packaging makes one feel that this banquet was well worth the price.

After they walked a distance away, people started talking quietly.

“Fu Ci must have made a lot of money in Shenzhen. Look at these souvenirs, they look expensive.”

"Needless to say, they've already opened two factories."

"I really envy his parents. If I had such a promising son, I would only have one child."

"Come on, you didn't know whether he was ambitious or not when he was young."

"That's true, but Fu Ci has been outstanding since he was a child. I never understood why Cheng An and Yu Juan only had one child before, but now I understand. This one son is better than ten others."

The person next to him shook his head after hearing this: "Aren't you sure you've got it backwards? Could it be that it's precisely because Fu Ci is their only child that he's been raised to be so outstanding?"

These words really stunned everyone who heard them.

She had eight children. When she thinks back to her younger days, all she remembers is constantly having children. As for how she raised them, she has no recollection.

Back then, I felt like the whole house was full of kids, and just looking at them gave me a headache. I really wished they wouldn't show up in front of me, let alone manage their studies.

Honestly, with so many children, it's impossible not to favor some; with so many children, they become less precious. As a result, none of them received proper care, and they all became rotten tea leaves.

If we had focused on cultivating one or two talents back then, would it be possible that Fu Ci might have been even slightly outstanding?

Unfortunately, there are no "what ifs".

The man stopped thinking about it and smiled resignedly.

Having lived half my life, I haven't learned anything else, but I have learned to accept my fate.

You have to accept your fate, or you'll go crazy.

You have to accept your fate if you're born with those kinds of parents, you have to accept your fate if you marry that kind of husband, you have to accept your fate if you have those kinds of in-laws, and you have to accept your fate if you have given birth to such good-for-nothing children.

Life is a constant process of accepting one's fate.

As the man smiled, his eyes began to sting.

The wife of Fu Ci that I saw today is absolutely blessed.

Why is fate so unfair? She couldn't be jealous; it was all fate.

If Tang Mingli knew that her current happy life was attributed to fate, I wonder what she would think.

Admittedly, fate played a part, but her personal efforts also contributed.

Whether others understand or not doesn't matter to her, she doesn't care. At this moment, she is thinking about how to comfort her grandfather's self-blame.

Because it was his own relatives and elders who were finding fault at the dinner table, Grandpa Fu felt sorry for his granddaughter-in-law and his beloved great-granddaughter.

What could have been a perfect full moon celebration was ruined by those old fogies in the Fu family.

"...When Xiaoyu grows up, I don't know how to explain this to her."

If Tang Mingli hadn't bitten her lower lip hard, and if there weren't still a few relatives who hadn't left, she definitely would have laughed when she heard this.

She suppressed a laugh and comforted him, "Grandpa, Xiaoyu is only a month old. She has no idea what happened today."

"That's right, I forgot." Old Master Fu had no idea that the child was so young and unaware of what was happening outside.

He was just too heartbroken.

Fu Ci, who had been holding his daughter, then spoke up: "Anyway, you should have less contact with this uncle in the future."

To be fair, he is usually quite generous to his relatives and friends, but when it comes to his daughter, he shows absolutely no tolerance.

To say such a thing clearly shows that he fundamentally believes his daughter is inferior to his son.

But his daughter is clearly the cutest, prettiest, and most well-behaved baby in the world.

When he grows up, he'll definitely be as smart as me... Well, it doesn't matter if he's not smart, it's not a problem if he's as insightful as my wife.

After switching from the husband's perspective to the father's perspective, Fu Ci fully supports his daughter's personality resembling that of his wife.

For girls, loving themselves is the most important thing.

Love men...

Which man in this world is worthy of her?

Just thinking about it made me feel murderous.

Sensing the sudden change in her husband's demeanor, Tang Mingli, who had been talking to Gu Lin, turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

Fu Ci immediately switched to a gentle tone, "It's nothing."

Tang Mingli knew it wasn't true, but with several relatives present, she didn't want to ask too many questions at that moment.

Her gaze returned to Gu Lin, and looking at her increasingly thin cousin, she felt a pang of sadness.

Why bother? Life is too short; learn to forgive yourself.

But she also knew that it was useless to talk to Gu Lin about these grand principles.

In some ways, Gu Lin is indeed worthy of being raised by Fu Caiping; their stubbornness is very similar.

All she could do before parting was to tell Gu Lin, "Take good care of yourself; your health is the most important thing."

Gu Lin smiled, a little embarrassed, and touched her thin cheeks.

She knew she must look very thin. In fact, for the two weeks before coming to the baby's full moon celebration, she had been trying to eat more to gain a few pounds, but it seemed to have no effect.

It seems like her body is broken; she can't gain weight no matter what she eats.

Perhaps out of sympathy for other women, when everyone else's attention was elsewhere, Tang Mingli quietly asked, "Is Yang Tao treating you badly?"

This question almost brought tears to Gu Lin's eyes.

Was Yang Tao ever kind to her?

But she no longer dared to confide in anyone.

Everything was her choice, and she deserved to suffer the consequences.

Gu Lin forced back her tears and said to Tang Mingli, "Sister-in-law, don't worry, I'll take good care of myself."

Fearing she wouldn't believe him, he emphasized again, "I promised Grandma I would make sure I lived a good life."

Tang Mingli nodded.

She understood that some concern should not be excessive, as it would only embarrass the other person, and she also believed that Gu Lin would keep her promise to her aunt.

After seeing off the last relative, the Fu family also returned home from the restaurant.

Fu Ci drove the car, but the car could only seat four people at a time.

He originally planned to pick them up in two trips, but Fu's father and parents said they would take the bus home, so he only took his grandparents, wife and children home.

After only half a day outside, Fu Ci was worried that the child was too young and might not be able to handle it. On the way back, he was visibly anxious.

However, because there were children in the car, I drove steadily and slowly, no matter how anxious I was.

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Meanwhile, Gu Lin returned home after finishing her full-moon celebration.

Yang Tao saw the exquisite gifts she brought back, which looked expensive, and couldn't help but scoff.

"It's just that you had a daughter, so you're making such a big deal out of it."

Gu Lin witnessed firsthand how her cousin protected his daughter and wife, and then thought about how her own husband treated her and her child. She was feeling upset and trying to process this imbalance.

Hearing this, all my efforts were in vain.

With a ferocious expression, she snatched back the gifts she had brought back and said viciously, "Do you think everyone is like your Yang family, never satisfied even after having a son?"

Yang Tao made a casual sarcastic remark, but he didn't expect his wife to react so strongly, and he immediately became unhappy.

"Gu Lin, are you drunk? I was just saying something casually, why are you dragging our Yang family into this?"

Did I say something wrong?

Yang Tao didn't want to argue with her. Ever since her grandmother passed away, Gu Lin had become increasingly abnormal.

However, Gu Lin had no intention of giving in to him. She grabbed Yang Tao's hand and sneered, "Yang Tao, let's just torment each other like this for the rest of our lives. You'll never get to have another son, and I'll never live like a human being."

Yang Tao was frightened by her gaze and words, a chill running from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

At that moment, he understood what it meant to feel a chill run down his spine.

However, he was used to being superior to Gu Lin. And after several years of their rivalry, he had somewhat resigned himself to the fact that he might only have this one son.

He also has a son with poor health.

It's okay, if you're not feeling well, just take good care of yourself.

He shook off his wife's hand and disdainfully patted his sleeves.

"Neuropathy."

Gu Lin smiled again upon hearing those three words.

That's really apt.