Chapter 6 Li Yiyi, she is an honest child



"Mother, why did you hit me again?"

"Brother Li, don't you know your wife can't be exposed to the wind after giving birth? Are you trying to harm your wife or your daughter by opening the door so wide?"

Old Mrs. Li looked at her eldest son, Li, with a mixture of disappointment and resentment. Of all the family members, it was the eldest son's family that caused her the most worry and guilt.

"Mom, it's my fault, it's my fault, please don't be angry."

Since it concerned his wife and daughter, Li Laoda tightly closed the door inside and even plugged the small opening in the window. He realized there was so much to learn about childbirth; becoming a father for the first time almost harmed his wife and daughter.

"snort."

Grandma Li bypassed Li the eldest and her gaze fell on Li Yiyi, who was still in swaddling clothes.

It's a pity it's not a penis.

Li Yiyi was speechless. This was her grandmother, just as described, a patriarchal figure who treated all her granddaughters, except Li Fuyi, as if she didn't even see them.

Grandma, I know you regret that I'm not a grandson, but I'm still young, and you can't hurt my young heart.

You can dote on your Li Fuyi all you want; I have my own parents who love me.

[But in the end, you didn't have a good ending either. All that favoritism towards Li Laosan and Li Fuyi only earned you a reputation for being biased. They became successful, while you didn't get a single penny of it.]

They favored sons over daughters and doted on Li Laosan.

Suddenly, as if a clear mirror had been drawn in his mind, Old Master Li subtly observed Old Lady Li, and all the past events flashed before his eyes, seemingly real.

He was the eldest son and was raised by his grandparents from a young age. He only started contacting Old Man Li and Old Woman Li after they passed away. In terms of their relationship, he probably couldn't even compare to the second son, Li.

The only two connections are: first, Old Lady Li gave birth to him; second, he saved Old Lady Li and the others in the fire five years ago.

Recalling the treatment of the girls in the family, Li Laoda's heart skipped a beat.

"Mother, what brings you here?"

“You and your wife are having a baby for the first time, so you don’t know anything. I’ll call Da Hua over to teach you.”

Having a child lessened her guilt somewhat. Looking at her eldest son, Old Mrs. Li's eyes held little warmth, as if she were looking at a familiar stranger.

"Thank you, Mother. You've always been so thoughtful."

Old Li chuckled, wondering if his daughter had misspoke. His mother didn't seem to disregard him; otherwise, why would she have specifically sought Zhao Dahua's help?

[Tsk, look at how worthless my dad is, could he really be moved?!]

Li Laoda was touched. How did his daughter know what he was thinking?

【Oh dear, my foolish father! My grandmother was only feeling guilty. Now that you have me, they don't feel guilty anymore. Do you really think they care about you?】

My grandma and grandpa only have three sons in their hearts, not including you. No, maybe they'll think of you when they need something.

Li Yiyi had no idea how much her words had hurt Li Laoda. She was an honest child who liked to speak her mind.

Not only was Li Laoda criticized by his daughter, but he was also forced to accept this heartbreaking truth. To be honest, he didn't have much affection for Li Laotai and Li Laotai either.

But what son doesn't miss his parents? It's normal to have some longing, but now it seems even that longing is one-sided on his part.

"Boss, boss."

Old Mrs. Li called out twice, finally waking up Old Mr. Li.

Grandma Li's gaze was fixed on the pot of chicken behind Li the eldest, oblivious to the complicated look in his eyes.

"Eldest son, your wife has given birth. If there's nothing else, I'll go take care of things."

"Mother, go ahead!"

Li Laoda breathed a sigh of relief when the person was leaving. Otherwise, he wouldn't know how to face Li Laotai, since his parents had indeed treated him much better over the years because of the time they saved them.

The next second, Boss Li fell into the abyss.

"Boss, let's take this chicken now. Fu Bao keeps asking for chicken legs!"

When I need something, I'll think of you, my son.

Li Yiyi's words inexplicably appeared in Old Li's mind, suddenly stabbing him like a knife.

"Mom, my wife is giving birth, where are the eggs and brown sugar water? I remember when my second and third sisters-in-law gave birth, the family prepared fine grains, white flour, eggs, and brown sugar."

His wife hasn't seen a single egg since giving birth, and she hasn't received anything at all.

His wife asked him to prepare the swaddling clothes for their baby girl in advance; it seems his mother didn't give any. If he hadn't stewed a pot of chicken soup, he wouldn't even know what his wife would eat when she woke up.

Now, take the chicken soup away too!

"Boss, you know about home..."

“Mother, what does it matter how many people are in the family to my eldest son’s family? What’s agreed upon is agreed upon. If you don’t give it to me, I’ll go get it myself. As for this chicken, I’m saving it for my wife to nourish her body. If Li Fuyi wants to eat chicken legs, she can tell her parents to go catch some in the back mountain themselves. I’m not her father.”

The more I thought about it, the angrier I got. It wasn't that I was angry at Old Lady Li and the others for their favoritism.

Instead, he was angry at himself for having been blinded by greed and letting others take advantage of him. Even his niece from the next room was coming to him, her uncle, for food.

"Boss, you..."

Old Mrs. Li pointed tremblingly at Li the eldest, as if she could see him again, fearless and daring in the past.

"Mother, I'm just asking you, are you going to give me the things or not?"

Now that he's seen things clearly, and given up on Li Laoda's hopes, from now on he only has his own little family to rely on.

[Daddy, Daddy, you're so brave! Sending you a heart, I love you!]

[That's how it should be. Grandma doesn't care about you; she only cares about what you have. She wants you to hand over the house to her sons. Grandpa isn't a good person either; he wants to curry favor with his former boss. He doesn't want his son to suffer, so he made you adopt him, and then he'll give the credit to his third son after you raise him.]

[My dad is so pitiful. He's neither loved by his father nor his mother. He served the female lead in the beginning and in the end. He lost his daughter, his wife, and later himself. But don't worry, Dad, I will protect you and Mom. I will never let you suffer the same fate.]

Li Yiyi raised her little fist with her consciousness and said confidently,

Li Laoda and Jiang Yuting were deeply moved by what they heard; she truly was their little darling.

Having gleaned something more from his daughter, Li Laoda's mind worked even faster than usual. His previously blocked train of thought reconnected and flowed smoothly once more.

"Mother, you don't mean to refuse to give it, do you?"

Noticing the reluctance in Old Lady Li's eyes, the eldest son scoffed. He could forgive her for being blinded by her own perspective before, but now that his daughter had reminded him, he wouldn't let that happen again.

"Eldest son, there are a lot of kids in the family..."

"That's not my child. Whoever gives birth to the child raises them themselves. It's none of my business. I'm only asking you one question: Mother, are you going to give it to me or not?"

Li Laoda's hands were itching badly, so he squinted his eyes, while Li Laotai remained motionless.

"Okay, I understand."

First, they wrapped Li Yiyi and Jiang Yuting in blankets. Then, Li Laoda opened the door, left the house, picked up an axe from the yard, and chopped at the door of Li Laotai and Li Laotou.

"Boss, boss, I'll give it to you."

Old Mrs. Li hurriedly chased after him, but Old Mr. Li pretended not to hear.

White flour is great, I can cook noodles for my wife. I'll take all the malted milk powder pastries. My daughter will look beautiful in the red fabric, and I'll also get some floral fabric, which my wife can use. This thermos will also be good, so I won't have to go to the kitchen to boil water at night.

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