Li Chunmei actually went back and called her husband and son over.
"Qingyun, it's been a long time."
Zhou Pingwen was the same age as Zhou Qingyun, but he was actually a few months older than Zhou Qingyun. He went out to make his way in the world because he saw that Zhou Qingyun had become a worker in the city.
If Zhou Qingyun can do it, why can't he?
As a result, he went north and had a romantic cross-border romance with a woman from country E.
Later, he sheepishly returned to his hometown with his son from his previous marriage, married Li Chunmei, and settled down in the countryside.
Where is Zhou Qingyun?
He stayed comfortably in the city and has now become an eighth-level welder. His children have all been admitted to university, and even his two daughters-in-law have become university students.
Zhou Pingwen was also jealous of Zhou Qingyun, but he didn't show it, and his attitude towards Zhou Qingyun wasn't particularly obsequious.
"I heard that your sons Ah Zong and Ah Ling both got into university? You really know how to raise children; all of them are successful."
When it came to his child's success, Zhou Pingwen became even more jealous of Zhou Qingyun.
His eldest son, Zhou Ziquan, was also very successful, but he had become estranged from him years ago and died young. As his father, he never got to enjoy the glory that his outstanding son brought him.
As for his other three sons, apart from the youngest who took over his older brother's job and became a worker, the other two were basically mediocre.
Zhou Pingwen was very unwilling.
Why is Zhou Qingyun so lucky to have so many successful sons?
"It's been a long time since we last met. How about we grab a couple of drinks sometime?" Zhou Pingwen greeted Zhou Qingyun with a smile.
"No need for drinking," Zhou Qingyun declined, though he wasn't exactly adept at social graces.
One thing they had in common that allowed him to be husband and wife with Chen Suwen for so many years was that they sometimes spoke very bluntly, which made them seem to have low emotional intelligence.
At this moment, he did not show much emotional intelligence, nor did he show any pretense of politeness towards Zhou Pingwen, a cousin he had little impression of.
When Zhou Pingwen saw his attitude, his smile froze for a moment, but he quickly covered it up.
"By the way, my wife told me that you want to adopt Xiao Ye?" Zhou Pingwen looked at the grandson he had always ignored, his face showing just the right amount of embarrassment.
"This is Ziquan's only child after all. Even if we have to eat coarse food, we will raise him."
"Your family already has its own children, so why did you decide to adopt him?"
It's not that Zhou Pingwen was unwilling to let someone else raise his grandson, but he still had to put on airs, otherwise how could he get any benefits?
Just like Li Chunmei, Zhou Qingyun's family was much richer than theirs. Since their grandson, whom they disliked, had been adopted, they had to get something in return.
He wouldn't openly discuss money, but he would still hint that if you wanted to take his grandson away, you'd have to offer something in return.
"Ziquan only has one child, and we need to carry on his family line, otherwise he'll have no descendants."
“My poor Ziquan, he died so young. I just want to keep this child so that I can sweep his grave or burn some offerings for him during festivals.”
Zhou Pingwen acted as if he loved his own child very much.
It's as if he wasn't the one who, after marrying his second wife, turned a blind eye to the plight of the children born to his first wife.
If he had cared about Zhou Ziquan, Zhou Ziquan wouldn't have gotten married later than his half-brother, nor would he have had children later than his brothers.
Even his initial achievements were the result of his own unbridled growth and the care of the villagers.
Zhou Pingwen, as his father, only watched as his son didn't starve to death, get beaten to death, or get kidnapped.
Zhou Qingyun didn't question Zhou Pingwen about how much he loved his son Zhou Ziquan. He simply said calmly, "Since you're so reluctant to part with him, then forget it."
Zhou Qingyun remained calm, and Chen Suwen did not show any strong desire to adopt Zhou Mingye at this moment.
"Huh? You're not going to adopt him anymore?"
Before Zhou Pingwen could say anything, his second son, who had come with him, immediately became unhappy.
"If you want to keep this jinx, take him with you right away. Our family can't afford to keep him."
“This kid eats a lot and does nothing. We’re worried he’ll bring bad luck to our family. If you want him, take him away quickly.”
As Li Chunmei's eldest son, Uncle Zhou is a very spoiled person. He is impulsive and thoughtless, the kind of person who speaks faster than he thinks.
At this point, Zhou Pingwen couldn't stop his son even if he wanted to, and could only try to make amends afterward.
"Qingyun, you know that our family has a heavy burden, and there are quite a few people in my family."
Zhou Qingyun nodded, "I know, so what? It's not like I gave birth to that many children."
"Since you're so reluctant to part with this child, then forget it. We have quite a few children to raise."
Zhou Qingyun took a sip of tea and said calmly, "Other people's grandchildren will always belong to other people. If your family is so reluctant to part with them, then so be it."
"Are you kidding us? You were the ones who wanted to raise this jinx, and now you're saying you don't want to anymore. Is this how you city folks bully people?" Uncle Zhou was furious.
He was furious that he couldn't swindle money from Zhou Qingyun's family.
He had long since given up on raising that brat, and he would certainly do anything to make money off him.
As a result, Zhou Qingyun went back on his word, which made him very unhappy.
Zhou Pingwen stopped his eldest son and smiled as he tried to appeal to Zhou Qingyun's emotions, "Qingyun...we're brothers who grew up together..."
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