By the time Hongxu finished cleaning the fish tank, his heartless father had already gone to sleep. Hongxu had just suffered a loss at the hands of his father, so how could he dare to provoke him? Under Dexi's guidance, he took a shower and changed clothes in his father's room, found a place to sit in the hall, placed the pile of objects in his small package on the ground one by one, and began to study them carefully.

"Hmph, Uncle Nine is a liar. He told me this little bow and arrow was made of pure gold and worth a fortune, but after all this fuss, it turned out to be just scrap metal. And Uncle Fourteen is not a good person either. This dagger looks fancy and inlaid with gems, but it's worthless if you don't point it out. And Uncle Ten is a very honest man. How could he just give me gold ingots? Hmph, I must talk about Uncle Nine when I see him again..."

There is a saying that goes, "Don't talk about people behind their backs." Look, Hongxu is getting his comeuppance now. Just as he finished speaking, he heard the slightly hoarse voice of his uncle coming from the door.

"Well, isn't it better to arrive at the right time than to arrive early? If I hadn't caught up with you today, wouldn't I still have this image in your mind? Uncle Jiu is a liar? Hongxu, let me ask you, what did I lie to you about?"

Even though he was caught red-handed by the person involved in the incident, the little fellow didn't feel guilty at all. He reached out and grabbed the small bow and arrow that his father had just identified as scrap metal, held it in front of Yinzhen, and said in a crisp voice while tilting his little head back.

"Uncle Jiu, look, this is the proof that you lied to me. My father said that this little bow and arrow you gave me is not a treasure at all. It is just like those things, all junk metal. Uncle Jiu, am I really that unpopular? Otherwise, why don't you all like me? These were all birthday gifts you gave me, and they turned out to be fake..."

Just now, Yinzhen was holding his waist and righteously demanding culpability. But in just a short while, the roles have been reversed and he has become the one who is humbly trying to appease others. However, Hongxu is crying so sadly, and as an uncle, he can't just watch and do nothing. The most important thing is that this kid is so loud. If he wakes up the ancestors sleeping outside, won't he be the one to take the blame?

"Oh, my little ancestor, can you please shut up? Come on, tell Uncle Jiu who told you that you're not popular? If I find out, I'll whip him in the face. Don't listen to your father's nonsense. These things may not be priceless, but no one would dare to say they are junk. You said these were your birthday gifts, so how could your uncles fool you with such fake things?"

Yin'er worked so hard that he was sweating profusely before he finally made the little guy laugh. But as the saying goes, you are not afraid of god-like opponents, but you are afraid of pig-like teammates. And here comes his pig-like teammate.

"Hey, Hongxu, you put this pile of junk here, are you really planning to go out and start selling things on the street? Or do some tricks to make a living? I'm not trying to discourage you, but a fool like you with such delicate skin and clear eyes will be gnawed to pieces if you go out..."

Well, as soon as Yinzuo said this, the whistle on Hongxu's side immediately started blaring. Yin'er was overwhelmed, looking at this and that, and finally had to resign himself to his fate and manually put an end to the disturbing noise. If you ask Yin'er what he wants to say to Yinzuo, he will definitely tell him - go to bed, just treat it as your brother, please.

No matter how depressed Yinzhen was, Yinzuo, the unscrupulous father who had played a prank on his son, was very happy now. However, his happiness could not stop his son's loud voice. After Yinzhen finally coaxed him into silence, Yinzuo immediately asked Dexi to take him away.

The weather in June had already become hot. Yin'er had been holding a small stove to keep warm for a long time. Now, not only his forehead, but also his whole body felt sticky. Just like Yinzo was casual and free with his father, Yin'er was also quite relaxed in Yinzo's presence. He greeted Yinzo and asked someone to take him to the bathhouse in the back to wash up.

"Sixth brother, I'm not here to criticize you, but Hongxu is your own son. Why do you always tease him? Look at how wronged he was today. When he looked at me with tears in his eyes and said that he was not liked by others, I almost burst into tears..."

Haha, you should be thankful that you held back your tears, otherwise everything that happened today would definitely be your new black history. Have you forgotten that this little guy is not the most loyal to me, but he also has a heart that wants to hit the little golden man...

Yinzuo looked up at Yinzhen who was still trying to persuade him to mend his ways, and picked up an apricot from the table and threw it at him. Although Yinzhen was preaching, it did not affect his reaction ability at all. He raised his hand to block it, and the apricot thrown by Yinzuo was caught in Yinzhen's hand.

"Sixth brother, let's just talk, why are you so angry? Besides, what I said was wrong. Hongxu is still so young. As the elder, we have to be more lenient with him. Look at how angry you made the child today..."

My goodness, it's only been a short while and you two are already tied to the same rope. Is it possible that I was just giving in to him by doing that?

"Xiaojiu, come and sit next to Sixth Brother. Look at that happy man in the yard. He's your eldest nephew, right? Why are you still worrying about him? Sixth Brother advises you to save your money, otherwise I'm afraid that one day you'll be fooled by this kid and have nothing left..."

Yinzhen looked in the direction of his sixth brother's finger, and sure enough, he found Hongxu lying on the edge of the large celadon vat in the yard, peeking his head inside. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that this little guy outside with a happy smile on his face was the same one who had looked at him pitifully with tears in his eyes and asked, "Uncle Jiu, don't you all like my poor little one?"

"Sixth brother, your legacy now has someone to carry on..."

Judging from the resentment in his tone, he probably couldn't even put on makeup and could go to the haunted house to play an NPC. Upon hearing this, Yinzuo raised his eyebrows and looked at Yinlu, then stood up, walked to him and patted his shoulder.

"Xiaojiu, it doesn't matter whether my brother inherits my legacy or not, but I'm just praying that none of your sons inherit it. Otherwise, I'm really afraid that he'll get beaten up when he goes out one day..."

Feeling that he was on the verge of being beaten, Yinzhen naturally didn't want to let this unpleasant topic continue, but now his sixth brother was staring at him with his eyes wide open, so it was obviously not easy to change the subject.