"What should we do?" Huang Shi smacked his lips. "I want to know too."

After a long silence, he said softly, "Okay, I'll go ask him tomorrow and see what he thinks. If it doesn't work out, let him fend for himself."

"become!"

The next day, a new day began amidst the clear chirping of birds.

Huang Shi had just woken up when he went to his son's room.

Just as Huang Shi had predicted, Huang Shan was not asleep. His empty eyes were bloodshot, staring blankly at the roof beams. His hair was disheveled, his clothes were rumpled, and the stubble around his mouth was particularly wild.

Cough cough...

A light cough signals one's presence.

Huangshan did not react.

Cough cough...

There was still no response.

Cough cough cough...

“Father, I know you’ve come,” Huang Shan said without turning around. “Just tell me what’s on your mind, I’m listening.”

Although his voice was slightly weak, his enunciation was very clear, unlike that of someone whose thinking was confused.

This discovery surprised Huang Shi. "Are you alright?"

"What could be wrong with me?" Huang Shan's voice wavered slightly, filled with doubt. "What could possibly be wrong with me?"

"Why are you putting on such a show if nothing's wrong?" Huang Shi was so angry he felt a tightness in his chest. "Your mother was worried sick, unable to sleep for nights on end, afraid you'd do something rash, and then..."

He felt his hands itching again, and he wanted to hit someone.

"Couldn't think straight?" Huang Shan asked in surprise. "Why would my son be so suicidal?"

He only reflected on himself for two days, why would his parents think that way?

“Lying in bed half-dead all day,” Huang Shi’s lips twitched. “What are we supposed to think?”

"I……"

Huangshan is helpless.

"My son isn't suicidal; he just doesn't know what to do in the future."

Even if that beating didn't make him fully realize his mistakes, it did make him realize how terribly wrong he had been.

I was immature before and caused my family a lot of worry. I can't continue like this. I should be more sensible in the future.

He no longer dares to think about inheriting the clan leadership, feeling that he is unworthy.

“I don’t know what to do,” Huang Shi frowned. “If all else fails, get married first, have a wife and give me a grandson, then you can slowly figure out what you want to do.”

Although my son seems normal now, who knows if he'll continue to be stubborn? It would be better to have a grandson.

There's still some hope.

Upon hearing this, Huang Shan was speechless. "Dad, stop messing around."

People observe a year of mourning after the death of their wives, but he remarried right after divorcing his wife. How can he not be able to live without women?

I really don't have that in mind.

"Who's making a fuss? We're talking about serious matters. You're still young, you can't live alone."

He felt that the sooner his new daughter-in-law was married, the better.

He can't stop thinking about Qin Shi as long as he doesn't marry her, it's so annoying.

“Being alone isn’t so bad,” Huang Shan’s voice deepened. “You don’t have to worry about your wife running off with someone else.”

Upon hearing this, Huang Shi's heart skipped a beat.

Just as he expected, because of a woman surnamed Qin, his son no longer trusted any woman.

“That was a special case; not one out of hundreds of people could get a wife,” Huang Shi said, letting out a deep breath. “This time, we’re buying wives, holding onto the indenture. Let’s see who dares to run away.”

Huang Shi himself was also frightened by the Qin family.

“Father,” Huang Shan said with a headache, “A man should establish his career before starting a family. We can talk about this later.”

He really doesn't want to get married again now.

In just two days, he had a vague understanding that Qin was not a good woman, and that he himself also had a lot of problems.

He's incompetent; he can't even protect his own wife. No wonder he's disliked by others.

While he hated the Qin family for their ruthlessness, the Qin family must have hated his own incompetence.

At this moment, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that Huang Shi's previous scolding was justified. He was indeed cowardly and irresponsible, and only knew how to shirk responsibility.

“There’s no conflict,” Huang Shi persisted. “You can build your career, start a family, and let us two old folks hold our grandchildren soon.”

“No,” Huang Shan said firmly. “There’s no room for discussion. My son doesn’t agree.”

He paused, then gritted his teeth and said, "If Dad really wants a child, why don't you and Mom try harder?"

"You bastard!" Huang Shi couldn't hold back and slapped him. "If you talk nonsense again, I'll beat you to death, you little brat."

They even dare to make fun of their own parents; this is outrageous!

However, because of this, Huang Shi was completely relieved.

He still has the mind to joke, so he's not crazy. It seems that the brat is really as he said. I just don't know what will happen in the future.

That's good too. Regardless of whether they can improve or not, as long as they don't make the same stupid mistakes as before.

Now, this is all he has left to ask for.

“I had no choice. By the way, Father,” Huang Shan said, his face serious, “My second aunt mentioned going to the prefectural city to make her way in the world, and I want to go with her.”

He used to not care, thinking it didn't matter whether he went or not. After all, he was the clan chief, and Huangjiakou was his home.

Now I feel that no matter what happens in the future, I should broaden my horizons and improve my skills.

“Sure,” Huang Shi patted his son on the shoulder, “It’s good for him to relax.”

"Want to clear your head?"

I still don't believe I can be ambitious!

Huang Shi was somewhat helpless; he knew this would happen.

However, this is something he brought upon himself.

With a soft sigh, she resignedly said, "Thank you, Father. I won't let you down again."

"Let's talk about it later!"

Huang Shi still didn't quite believe it.

The Huang family also happened to be discussing this matter.

“The Qingming Festival is over, and the fields are almost done,” Jiang Nuan put down her chopsticks. “You brothers, go and tidy up the courtyard in town today.”

"Mother," Huang Lao Er asked excitedly, "are the masters coming?"

“It should be soon,” Jiang Nuan explained. “Han Yi said before that he had already found someone and would send them over after Qingming Festival. He is always efficient and decisive, so it won’t take long.”

"Mother," Xie asked doubtfully, "Are we going to move to town?"

To be honest, she was somewhat looking forward to it.

Although the house is nice, it's too small and doesn't have enough room to live in; it's not as big as the houses in town.

"You can move out, I'll stay at home."

“If Mother stays, I will stay too,” Xie said without the slightest hesitation. “I will go with Mother.”

“Mother,” Wang asked hesitantly, “is it because of those sweet potato seedlings in the backyard?”

“Yes,” Jiang Nuan shrugged, “those ancestors couldn’t live without people.”

That's only part of the reason; more importantly, she likes the feeling of being surrounded by fields of crops.

It gave her a strange sense of satisfaction.

“Take it all with us,” Huang Lao Er suggested urgently. “The house in town has a backyard that’s bigger than ours. Mother can plant whatever she wants.”

Huang Lao Er used his not-so-bright brain to figure out one thing: he wanted to separate from his wife.

This won't do!

Therefore, they put in extra effort to persuade him.

"No, we still have livestock at home; we can't leave them without people."

"My uncle and aunt can help."

"They're already busy enough; we can't add to their burden."

"How about we slaughter them all and eat them?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Nuan pointed to Erhua, who had poked its head out, and said, "You can ask it if it agrees."