"You can manage my eight acres of peanut fields; all the future harvest will be yours," Wang Song added.
"Second son," Wang Huai looked at him, "Xiao Peng hasn't been home for five years. After all these years, have you figured things out yet?"
Wang Song was taken aback and stared at his elder brother.
After a long silence, he gave a bitter laugh, "Back then, back then..."
“Let me speak for you,” Wang Huai said. “Parents can’t be absolutely fair, but you’re too biased towards your second child. You’ve driven Xiao Peng away.”
Wang Song's eyes reddened, and he shook his head. "Brother, it's been so long, don't mention it."
Wang Huai shook his head. "Second brother, do you really want Xiao Peng to never see you again?"
Wang Song was stunned again, speechless after being told off by his elder brother. In the end, he could only let out a long sigh.
“All parents want is for their children to be together,” Wang Huai said. “You’ll understand this in a few years.”
Wang Song sighed, unsure how to respond.
"I don't want to say too much about your family's affairs," Wang Huai said. "Now that Wang Cheng has made it big, could you arrange a job for Weiping?"
Wang Weiping hurriedly said, "Second Uncle, I can do any kind of work, I will never let you down."
He is Wang Huai's youngest son and Wang Peng and Wang Cheng's cousin. He used to work on construction sites with his father.
Wang Song said, "Weiping, go pack your things. You'll be coming to the provincial capital with us later."
"Okay, thank you, Uncle." Wang Weiping beamed and immediately went inside to pack his things.
Wang Huai was also very happy. After hesitating for a few seconds, he said softly, "Second brother, don't think I'm being long-winded. When you go to the provincial capital, you'd better take the initiative to ease the tension with Xiao Peng."
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