The Nan family is large, with many relatives and elders, as well as some close friends and relatives. Throughout the first and second years of the New Year, Balu and Nanxi took their son to visit various relatives.
These matters used to be taken care of by Nan Zhenguo or Nan Suzhi, and Nan Xi had never cared about them. But now she is the only one left in the Nan family, so she has to step forward. Fortunately, Aunt Ying is very clear about these relationships and has made clear arrangements.
There is a custom of giving red envelopes in China. After two days, the little dragon cub's Tyrannosaurus Rex backpack was bulging with money, but he had no concept of money. Every time he bought something, he would take out a hundred-yuan bill and hand it to the owner, take the things and leave. The boss would always chase him to give him change, or pull him aside and say that the money was not enough and he had to give him two more bills.
Nanxi watched her son use the red envelope money to buy a lot of toys, but he hardly opened many of them. He just enjoyed the fun of shopping. Suddenly, she felt that she should give her son some money education.
During the New Year, I took the little dragon cub to the living room to teach him for a long time, but Ba Chuang only remembered the sentence he repeated the most.
"I get it, Mom. Needs and wants. Buy what you want."
"No, baby, you have to buy what you need." Nanxi held her forehead. Her eldest son only listened to what he liked to hear and automatically blocked out everything else. Who did he take after?
"Aunt——"
Wu Jie's voice came from outside the door in the distance. Nanxi raised her eyes and saw Wu Jie in a blue sportswear walking in, holding two large bags in his hands. He put them on the table, and then, following the Chinese customs, knelt in front of the hall, kowtowed, and lit incense.
Ba Chuang had been taught by Aunt Ying that when guests came to kowtow and burn incense to the ancestors, as the eldest grandson of the Nan family, he had to kowtow with them. He quickly put down the toy gun in his hand and went over to kowtow with Wu Jie.
"It's so late, who brought you here?" Nanxi looked at Wu Jie and asked.
It was supposed to be eight o'clock in the evening, and it shouldn't be the time to visit relatives and friends to wish them a happy new year. Nanxi was curious why he came over.
"I asked the driver to bring me here." Wu Jie sat on the sofa, picked up Ba Chuang's cup, and took a big gulp of water.
"I really can't stay here any longer. It's more comfortable here. At my uncle's place, he controls me every day. Only the second child can stand it. I think the second child has become my uncle's son now, not a descendant of our Wu family."
"You have to say this in front of your father." After finishing the online meeting in the study, Baru came downstairs and said to his unruly nephew with a sneer.
"Just say it, I'm not wrong, my father also talked about this." Wu Jie didn't care, and after saying that, he looked around.
"Where are Zhan Zhan and the others?"
"Your uncle Zhan is taking them to a nearby hot spring resort. Do you want to go? I'll ask the driver to take you there."
"No, I'll just play with Ah Chuang. Hot springs are boring." The young man refused, then looked at Ba Chuang who was fiddling with a toy gun.
"A Chuang, why are you so stupid? Didn't I teach you how to assemble a sniper rifle? Come on, go upstairs and I'll show you."
Wu Jie was afraid that Ba Lu would ask him something else, so he picked up Ba Chuang's toys and dragged him upstairs.
How could Baru not see through his little tricks? He kicked him in the ass and said, "Just stay put. I'm getting married the day after tomorrow. Even if the sky falls, you have to wait until my wedding is over before you can fix it."
"Don't worry, Uncle Long, I know what's important."
When they went upstairs, Nanxi asked her husband curiously, "What kind of riddle were you and Ajie playing?"
Balu stroked his wife's fingers, "Ajie is just living his life to the fullest. He's unrestrained, but he has money, connections, and power. He hangs out with the sons of some of the top families in Southeast Asia. He must have picked up some bad habits, which is why his uncle punished him and he ran away here to live in seclusion."
Nanxi frowned slightly, "What problem are you referring to? It can't be something messy, right? That won't do. You have to take care of him. Ajie is a good child. You can't let him be led astray..."
The wife pushed her husband's arm anxiously, her eyes almost overflowing with anxiety.
The man smiled faintly and patted her shoulder, "What are you thinking about? The problems you think you have are only contracted by wealthy playboys at best. Anyone with a little bit of family heritage wouldn't be able to produce offspring like that."
Take a look at yourself. Did your father-in-law ever give you the chance to become a playboy? The Wu family is at the top of the pyramid in Southeast Asia. No one has the ability to lead the Wu family's prince astray.
Nanxi finally breathed a sigh of relief. "So what do you mean by his uncle punishing him?"
"The Ouyang family is a business family. Businessmen, soldiers, and politicians have different ways of thinking and cognitive dimensions. He doesn't like some of Ajie's behavior, which is normal. But as a politician and the heir to the Wu family, Ajie must first be dyed out of the black dye vat. He won't change, but he must learn to change color."
The husband has become a fully mature power-grabber, seeing things viciously and thoroughly, and the little woman nestles in his arms.
"Husband, does our son have to go through this too?"
"He's my son, baby. If he doesn't learn his father's methods, he won't grow up, let alone protect his sister and family. I've built this up from scratch, and he doesn't have the capital to be a young master yet. He has to stand on my shoulders and learn to fight, and learn to protect his responsibilities.
Ajie can't kill them alone, only if the brothers work together can everyone survive.
I'm sorry, baby, that I dragged you into this life and made you endure things that you shouldn't have to endure."
The man lowered his head and kissed the top of his wife's head, choking with emotion.
"That's good to know. Don't bully me from now on..."
Baru's throat uttered a low voice, "How dare I? I'm almost worshipping you as a Buddha..."
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