"Mom, why are you apologizing?" Tao Chenyang asked, somewhat confused.

“Yangyang, Mom hasn’t been paying much attention to you lately…” Wang Chunni looked into her daughter’s clear eyes and felt even more guilty.

"Mom, I'm doing great. It's much better than that house. Lots of people like me, lots of delicious food, and pretty clothes." Tao Chenyang hugged Wang Chunni.

"Yangyang, do you know, Mom..." Wang Chunni hugged Tao Chenyang's small body.

"Is it that uncle?" Tao Chenyang looked up at Wang Chunni, his eyes still showing a hint of nervousness.

“Yes, Yangyang, Uncle Yang said he wants to start a family with us, and he will treat you like his own daughter,” Wang Chunni whispered.

"Mom, can I stay at Grandma's house?" Tao Chenyang looked up at Wang Chunni.

"Yangyang, you don't like Mom anymore?" Wang Chunni was a little hard to accept.

“Yangyang will always love Mom, but Yangyang prefers being at Grandma’s house.” Tao Chenyang quickly hugged Wang Chunni.

Tao Chenyang didn't want to go to that uncle's house, nor did he want to have a father.

Tao Chenyang felt that this was the only place where so many people liked him.

Mom will have new children.

"Yangyang, let's talk about this later, okay?" Wang Chunni said softly, holding Tao Chenyang in her arms.

I sensed that Yangyang's mood wasn't quite right, so I decided to talk to my mom about it tomorrow.

The next day, Wang Chunni quietly told Tao Ying about it.

“Yangyang is only six years old. In your old home, in places you didn’t see, she probably endured even more,” Tao Ying sighed.

"Mom, it's all my fault." Wang Chunni's eyes reddened.

"What's past is past. Let's think about how to make things better in the future," Tao Ying gently comforted her.

"Okay." Wang Chunni wiped away her tears.

After comforting Wang Chunni, Tao Ying couldn't help but sigh. Children are all a curse, and she wondered how her two curses were doing.

They had only driven less than ten kilometers when Wang Baoshan leaned against the car window and vomited violently, almost bringing up bile.

"Why don't you take a car back? You can't possibly ride with someone vomiting like this," Wang Baomin said with concern as he handed Wang Baoshan some water.

“That won’t do. I already told Mom I wanted to come with you to broaden my horizons. If I go back now, what will she think of me?” Wang Baoshan quickly shook his head.

“You’ve vomited so much, Mom is worried sick about you, how could she say anything to you?” Wang Baomin sighed.

"Why can't you say that about me? Do you think it's like before? I used to be second in Mom's heart, now I'm second to last." Wang Baoshan complained as he ranted.

"It's almost the same, we're just missing one person," Wang Baomin advised.

“It’s not just about missing one person. There’s Grandma here, and Yangyang too. Chunli will be ahead of me in the queue soon.” Wang Baoshan felt like a little bitter gourd or a little cabbage.

"Then who are you ahead of in line?" Wang Baomin was afraid that he was being asked the question.

"Isn't there still Wang Baojun?" Wang Baoshan leaned weakly against the back of his chair.

"You scared me! I thought you were talking about me." Wang Baomin breathed a sigh of relief.

“Oh right, he’s not family anymore, I’m last in line,” Wang Baoshan said sadly.

"You two brothers are really something. This is the first time I've ever heard of an old lady queuing in front of her son," Sun Meng, who was driving, said with a laugh.

In every family, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are like enemies.

“Brother, you don’t understand.” Wang Baoshan sighed. Mom used to be like that.

"Second brother, when you get married in the future, you must never choose a wife that our mother approves of," Wang Baoshan said weakly.

"Why? I have to let Mom choose for me, and my wife has to be filial to her." Wang Baomin didn't want to disobey his mother.

"I really feel sorry for your future wife. What wife would be happy to have her mother-in-law ahead of her? Why don't you go after Liu Jing and then the two of you compete for our mother's favor?" Wang Baoshan thought Wang Baomin was out of his mind.

“Baoshan, do you think Liu Jing has some ulterior motive towards me? Mom asked me about her the other day. Do you think she wants to come to our house?” After hearing what Wang Baoshan said, Wang Baomin suddenly felt that he had grasped the key point.

Wang Baoshan “…”

This guy is out of his mind. Liu Jing comes from such a good family, why would she marry you?

“What does Liu Jing want from you? Does she want you because you don’t have a proper job? Does she want you because you have a large family to support? Or does she want you because you can’t speak properly and can eat a lot? In the eyes of outsiders, our family is not a good family.” Wang Baoshan couldn’t help but sarcastically remark to Wang Baomin.

“What’s wrong with our family? Our family is great, we have a harmonious family.” Wang Baomin stared wide-eyed.

“Other girls hope that the man has a stable job, a house, a three-turn-one-ring (transfer, rebar, and radio), a dowry of 500 yuan, and then they separate from the family after marriage and don’t care about their parents-in-law.” Wang Baoshan sighed and analyzed for his foolish son.

"What? Baoshan, you didn't come up with this yourself, did you? Well, you'd better move out as soon as you get married. Your older brother was kicked out, and I'm the eldest son, so Mom will definitely be living with me from now on."

Wang Baomin looked at Wang Baoshan in shock, truly not expecting Wang Baoshan to have such an idea.

No wonder Mom doesn't like him as much anymore; he's no different from Wang Baojun.

"I'm talking about someone else, my daughter-in-law, my daughter-in-law!" Wang Baoshan shouted in despair.

"You're not feeling bad anymore, are you?" Wang Baomin asked, seeing how energetic Wang Baoshan was.

"Spare me." Wang Baoshan gave up completely, not wanting to talk to this idiot anymore. No wonder he was the second son; he was truly stupid.

Wang Baoshan, half-dead, followed Wang Baomin out of the car.

Two weeks later, I don't know if I got used to vomiting or became immune, but I stopped vomiting.

Wang Baoshan's admission notice arrived a month later.

Tao Ying helped Wang Baoshan put it away.

Yang Lin gradually integrated into Tao Ying's family.

He would pick Wang Chunni up from get off work every day and buy gifts for Tao Chenyang.

However, Tao Chenyang is not very close to Yang Lin yet.

Each time, he would just politely call him Uncle Yang.

The food that Yang Lin gave him was all given to Wang Baohe, and he never played with the toys; they were just left aside.

Wang Chunni noticed the problem. "Yangyang, do you not like Uncle Yang?" Wang Chunni looked at Yangyang with some trepidation.

“I really like Uncle Yang.” Tao Chenyang looked up at Wang Chunni.

"Then why don't you seem to like the things Uncle Yang gave you? Yangyang, if you don't like your Uncle Yang, Mom can stop associating with him." Wang Chunni said seriously to Tao Chenyang.

"Do I have to like him?" Tao Chenyang didn't understand.

“No, Yangyang.” Wang Chunni didn’t know how to tell the child.

“Chunni, Yangyang doesn’t object to you dating Yang Lin, but you can’t let Yangyang accept Yang Lin so quickly.” Tao Ying walked over, took Tao Chenyang’s hand, and looked at Wang Chunni as she spoke.

"Mom, if Yangyang doesn't like Yang Lin, I can..." Wang Chunni hesitated.