As Jiang Xin entered her second year of high school, her workload increased, and she gained another tutor. Her two days at home on weekends were fully scheduled, leaving her no time to go out and have fun.
Ye Beichen found it somewhat surreal to see her working so hard. When did his sister start focusing on her studies? Didn't she used to hate reading the most?
It turned out that Jiang Xin often complained to him about her mother, saying that her mother was not good in this way or that way. Ye Beichen was caught in the middle between his mother and sister, and under the influence of his sister, he also harbored resentment towards his mother.
But ever since he saw his sister picking her toes, it was as if he had seen through the fog and regained his sight. He seriously examined his relationship with his mother and realized that his mother was not wrong. Perhaps it was because his sister and he were young and ignorant that they thought their mother was fascist.
Influenced by Jiang Xin, Ye Beichen corrected his attitude, his smiles became more frequent, and the family atmosphere became increasingly warm and beautiful.
The atmosphere at Yanling's home was not so harmonious. Her aunt was unaware of the scholarship until a few days ago when she ran into Yanling's mother at the supermarket, and only then did she learn about it from someone else.
The thought of her husband refusing her annual financial assistance of 60,000 yuan made her feel like her heart was being torn apart.
She couldn't understand it. Had Jiang Wei lost his mind? Why would he turn away money that was offered to him?
He works in a supermarket, standing for eight hours a day, constantly moving goods. Doesn't he know how hard it is to earn 5,000 yuan?
He didn't even want the money just to save face for his nephew. What is this if not insane?!
How much is face worth? Can face compare to real, tangible benefits?
The aunt was furious. How could he not consult her about such a big matter? What right did he have to make decisions all by himself?
Even after so many years of marriage, Jiang Wei still treats himself like an outsider. He only cares about his nephew. He knows perfectly well that Jiang Han wants to learn to dance, but because the family doesn't have the money, his daughter hasn't been enrolled in any extracurricular classes.
The more her aunt thought about it, the more heartbroken she became. Now she not only disliked her husband, but also harbored resentment towards Yanling.
Your uncle is willing to make such a huge sacrifice for your sake, so why can't this child think about his uncle's feelings? It's a waste of raising him!
Aside from Jiang Han's voice, the other three family members at the dinner table had different thoughts, all feeling that the other two had wronged them.
After finishing his meal, Yanling, as usual, threw his dirty clothes into the toilet and left. His aunt, with a cold face, picked out his clothes. How could such a big boy have the nerve to leave his clothes for his aunt to wash?
The next day, Yanling asked her uncle for money again. Her aunt listened to them discussing how much money to give, her face long and sullen. She coughed twice, trying to get their attention.
As if he hadn't heard, Jiang Wei continued to ask his nephew, "What do you want to buy?"
"Uncle, I want to buy a new phone."
Auntie's heart skipped a beat. A cell phone? Those aren't cheap.
Before she could refuse, her uncle asked cheerfully, "How much?"
"Not many, only a little over 3,000."
Listen to their tone, only 3,000 yuan, people who don't know them would think they are a rich family!
This wasn't the first time Yanling had asked her uncle for money; in the past, she would have asked if it was enough.
But now... my aunt finds those words particularly jarring.
Despite his family's modest means, Yanling always pursued things beyond his means, such as the latest cell phones, MP3 players, and sneakers. He never considered whether his family could afford his extravagant spending; he only knew how to ask for money.
Without a second thought, my uncle readily agreed: "Wait a few days, I'll buy it for you when I get my salary this month."
"Okay, then Uncle, hurry up."
Yanling's reaction was indifferent, and there was not a trace of gratitude on her face.
On the other hand, Jiang Wei felt guilty for not meeting his nephew's needs immediately, and even had a fawning smile on his old face.
Aunt's heart was deeply pierced; she only regretted not leaving sooner, so that she could witness such a shocking scene.
This isn't a foster nephew, this is a foster ancestor! Yanling is their junior, what exactly is he being so humble about?
Looking at her innocent daughter, the aunt suddenly lost the energy to argue with Jiang Wei. What good would it do? She would just repeat the same mistake next time.
Because of this nephew, my daughter has suffered a lot. In the past, she listened to her husband's nonsense and misunderstood the situation. She thought that since her nephew was living in her house, he was already in an awkward position of being a dependent, and they should be more considerate and caring towards him to alleviate his anxiety.
Now it seems that this kid doesn't feel reserved or uneasy at all. He's completely at ease in her house, while his own daughter, the hostess, has become the pitiful one.
The aunt kept replaying what had just happened, and the more she thought about it, the more disheartened she became. Was she supposed to live her whole life for Jiang Wei's family? Did she have to sacrifice herself for him and his nephew?
No, she refused. She still had a daughter to raise, and her daughter was the master of this house. Why should she give in for Yanling?
Yanling ran off as soon as she finished eating. Jiang Wei frowned as he looked at the mess on the table. Where was his wife? Why wasn't she cleaning up?
After shouting at the top of his lungs for a long time without any response, Jiang Wei pushed open the bedroom door and yelled at his wife, "What are you doing? Can't you hear me calling you? Go wash the dishes!"
He didn't see the indifferent look on his wife's face, and was still criticizing her for not doing any work.
"Let's get a divorce."
Jiang Wei's complaints stopped abruptly. He paused for a few seconds, then raised his voice and asked, "Are you crazy? What's wrong with you all of a sudden?"
"Yeah, just think of me as crazy."
His aunt didn't want to respond to him or argue with him. Since he thought his nephew was important, she decided to let him go with his nephew.
Jiang Wei noticed her cold expression and knew that his wife was serious this time. But why was she suddenly angry when he hadn't provoked her?
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