"Third brother, why are you yelling at our father? You think you're all grown up now?" The speaker was the eldest son of the Fang family, Fang Yanming's elder brother, who glared at him with displeasure.
Fang Yanming wiped his face, looking tired, and said in a hoarse voice, "Mom and Dad, I don't want to argue with you. Today is my and Fangfei's big day. If you can't give me your blessings, then go back to your hometown. I'll come back to see you when I have time."
"You want to kick us out? Third son...you want to kick us out...we are your parents!" Old Mrs. Fang stared at her youngest son in disbelief.
Grandpa Fang was also incredulous. Although he felt that living in the big city was not as comfortable as living in his hometown, even if they wanted to leave, it would be up to him and his wife to bring it up themselves. They were leaving because they didn't want to live there anymore. Now, before the two of them had even mentioned leaving, their third son was kicking them out. Where would they put their faces?
"It must have been your wife's whispering in your ear last night. I knew it was her doing. You heartless bastard, you've forgotten your mother after marrying a wife. I raised you with my own blood..."
The old lady pounded on the bed and howled, starting her opera performance again.
Fang Yanming rolled his eyes and interrupted his mother, "I was raised by my grandma on rice porridge. It was my eldest brother and second brother who drank your milk."
When he was born, his mother suddenly stopped producing milk for some reason, and he didn't get a single drop. His deceased grandmother raised him by feeding him rice porridge.
In fact, Fang Yanming was closer to his grandmother since he was a child. His grandmother was kind and cheerful and always saved the best food for him. When others bullied him, his parents would only make him apologize. Even though he was not at fault, they would still scold him and say that he should not cause trouble. But his grandmother was different. No matter who bullied him, the old lady would go to that person's house to scold them and stand up for him.
Unfortunately, his grandmother was unlucky; she fell ill and passed away when he was ten years old, and she was unable to enjoy his blessings.
The air fell silent again, and no one spoke for a long time.
Ye Qingqing, in the living room, covered her mouth tightly, her shoulders shaking. Fang Yanming's retort was brilliant. These unreasonable parents needed to be dealt with like this by Fang Yanming.
Mao Fangfei didn't laugh; her eyes showed heartache. She could hear the loneliness hidden in Fang Yanming's usual tone. No wonder Fang Yanming rarely mentioned his hometown. What was there to reminisce about in a hometown full of pain and humiliation?
"You were raised by me and your father, and you still want to deny it?" Old Mrs. Fang scolded.
“I didn’t say I don’t acknowledge it. You are my parents, and you always will be. I will be filial to you and send you living expenses every month. But that doesn’t mean you can interfere in my life or make decisions for me. Now I’ll say it again: First, I will not go back to my hometown for the banquet. If you want to hold one, you can do it yourselves, but Fangfei and I will not go back.”
"Secondly, how Fangfei and I live from now on is none of your business. It's between the two of us. I've never interfered in your affairs, so please don't interfere in my and my wife's."
"Third, don't say anything bad about my wife in front of me anymore. I'm the one who married her, and I'm happy with her. If you don't like her or aren't satisfied, go back to your hometown and out of sight, out of mind."
"Fourth, if anyone from our hometown asks you to do something for them in the city, don't force yourself to agree, because I don't know how to do it and I can't do it. If you agree, then do it yourselves; if you can't, then don't agree."
Fang Yanming vented all the resentment that had been building up for a month in one go. Actually, it wasn't just a month, but all the pent-up anger from over the years. After listening to Lu Mo and He Weishao's advice, Fang Yanming realized that he had indeed done wrong in the past and should have spoken frankly and openly, even if the other party was his parents.
What's more, he also has two rather immature older brothers.
Therefore, it should be explained more clearly.
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