She basically fulfilled the minimum responsibilities of a mother.

She raised him and helped take care of his child in her previous life.

From a later perspective, simply achieving this level would clearly be insufficient, but in this era, it wouldn't be considered too bad for a single mother raising eight children.

There are far more parents than her.

Therefore, Wang Tianxiao harbored resentment towards his mother, but not hatred.

He's not the kind of heartless person; if someone treats him badly, he'll distance himself from them.

Wang Tianxiao has always been a grateful person.

He will repay kindness shown to him in abundance.

This is the kindness and brilliance of his character, but it is also his weakness and shortcoming.

Many people take advantage of this, causing him to suffer injustice and losses.

"Yes, you've worked hard."

Zhang Yufeng was stunned.

Her son's estrangement and distance made her very sad.

Her personality is actually a bit like Wang Tianxiao's; they are both the kind of people who like to keep things to themselves.

But now she knows that if this misunderstanding continues, she may slowly lose the child's love.

"Tianxiao, what are your thoughts on the full moon celebration?"

"Let's do it at home."

"Oh, I see. That's great!" Zhang Yufeng's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down, and she couldn't help but show a happy expression. "It's right in the pit courtyard?"

"Let's put it up there, in the alfalfa field. The pit courtyard is too small, and it's inconvenient for people to go up and down the alley, and it's also difficult to take things down."

“Alfalfa field? Is that alright? It’s covered in dust, how are we supposed to eat there?” Zhang Yufeng asked worriedly.

Wang Tianxiao then repeated the method he had told Wang Dabao to his mother.

"That's good. It's fine to put it up there; there's plenty of space. But what about the banquet? Have you contacted the steward yet? If not, you can have the fourth brother cook it..."

"I went to find my older brother, Da Bao."

“Da Bao, that works too. He’ll be fine as the manager,” Zhang Yufeng nodded, then asked, “What about the substitutes? Maybe we should have the third and fourth brothers go and call them out together?”

"No need, I can call them myself. Mother, don't mention the third son and his wife in front of me anymore. I don't want to talk to them or hear anything about them. They shouldn't interfere in our family's affairs either."

"Well... you are brothers after all..."

"It could be that way. I don't have a younger brother like that, and I'm not worthy to be an older brother to someone like that."

When Wang Tianxiao mentioned Wang Tianren, the anger in his heart slowly began to rise.

As for his resentment towards his mother, he could tolerate it because she was, after all, his mother, and she had carried him for ten months and raised him for more than ten years. As for Wang Tianren, the most he could do was to cut off all contact with them until they died.

Frankly speaking, if it weren't for his mother and two nieces and nephews, he would have thought of beating Wang Tianren and his wife up right now and then trampling them to the ground so they could never rise again.

Although he and Wang Tianren were born of the same mother and were brothers whose bones were broken but whose tendons were connected, the hatred between them from past and present lives made him so angry that his teeth ached whenever he thought of Wang Tianren.

"Well... fine, if you don't want him involved, then don't. You're both grown up, you're married, you're fathers of several children. As your mother, I can't really tell you what to do."

Zhang Yufeng sighed, "Besides, with your stubborn tempers, there's no point in me saying anything. You can settle your own grudges."

"Mm," Wang Tianxiao replied.

“But no matter what you do, don’t disgrace the Wang family in public,” Zhang Yufeng added. “You are still young and don’t understand the power of public opinion. It’s not that I’m worried about my old face; I’m about to be buried in the ground, what face do I have? I’m worried about you and your children.”

As Zhang Yufeng spoke, she seemed to remember something, and her eyes welled up with tears. She wiped her tears with her sleeve and continued, "Your father died early, and your mother supported such a big family all by herself. If it weren't for this face, she probably wouldn't be able to move an inch in the village."

"Why keep looking at other people's lives? We are the ones who live our own lives..."

Wang Tianxiao instinctively retorted, but then he remembered that Wang Dabao and his wife had both said that it was impossible for a person to completely leave the group and live alone in the world. They needed to help and support each other in everything they did, so he didn't say the second half of the sentence.

"Anyway, I don't know if I'll even make it through the New Year. My eyes have been so dry lately, maybe God saw that I'd been holding on for so long and was just waiting for me to take my last breath..."

“What nonsense are you talking about?” Wang Tianxiao didn’t want to continue the conversation. Death was a heavy burden, especially on his mother. Even he couldn’t face it calmly.

"I'm here tonight to talk to you about something."

"What's wrong? Tell me."

“When Pengwa turns one month old, his uncle’s family will definitely come. Don’t act like you used to. If you embarrass his uncle’s family, it will make it difficult for me and Lili to save face. If it causes any disputes, the baby’s one-month celebration will turn into a farce.”

Zhang Yufeng's face darkened.

She seemed to want to get angry, but didn't. Several times her lips moved, but she didn't make a sound.

The flickering light cast her shadow on the wall, making her appear lonely and insignificant.

After a long while, she let out a soft sigh.

"well."

"Tianxiao, do you always resent that I have a prejudice against Lili's family?"

Wang Tianxiao neither agreed nor denied it.

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