Chapter 64 From now on, he is the head of the second house
This was the first time Xu Minghui had a disagreement with the old lady, but the boy's attitude was extremely firm.
"Since Father believes that he is talented and should not be buried in the mountains, he will surely be able to shoulder other important responsibilities."
"Since Grandfather has already agreed to this matter, I will discuss it with Father later. Grandmother, don't worry."
After he said that, he ignored the old lady's livid face and turned away.
Xu Yu, who was boiling medicine, watched the old lady leave in anger and squinted silently: "Mingyang, is your father temporarily living in the same room with your brother?"
Xu Mingyang, squatting beside Xu Yu and making a snowball, said with a sullen look in his eyes, "Yes, my brother said that we can't let Dad disturb Mom's rest, so he asked me to sleep with Mom."
Xu Yu picked up a stick and poked the firewood in the stove, saying delicately, "Your father didn't object?"
An unnatural stiffness flashed across Xu Mingyang's face. He lowered his head even lower and spoke in a weak voice, "Brother said to listen to him. I don't know..."
have no idea?
Xu Yu pursed his lips in an ambiguous manner, patted Xu Mingyang's head and said, "What's so fun about this cold snow?"
"I'm going to take the medicine to your sister-in-law. You can also take this to your mother inside."
Xu Mingyang ran away holding the medicine bowl in both hands. Xu Yu took out the firewood from the stove and extinguished it. He carefully closed the door after entering and leaving.
Sang Zhixia's belly was full after drinking chicken soup, and she couldn't help frowning when she saw the black medicine bowl.
"Can we take a break and drink?"
If you fill your stomach any more, it will explode.
The freshly boiled medicinal juice was boiling hot, and Xu Yu nodded very politely.
"Let it hang for now."
He took the needle and thread from Sang Zhixia's hand and said without waiting for her to protest, "I'm not home during the day. Did you hear any movement in the west room?"
Sang Zhixia's attention was diverted. She was stunned for a moment and shook her head slightly: "I didn't notice this, but it seems that there has been no movement."
"Why, is Second Uncle causing trouble again?"
Is this person still capable?
Xu Yu's eyes darkened, and he said with an ambiguous tone, "Then nothing will happen."
Sang Zhixia was completely confused after hearing this, but Xu Yu had no intention of saying more.
He looked at the wooden planks lying on the ground with amusement, then tapped them with his fingers. "Zhizhi, you took my bed apart to entertain guests today. You've decided where I'll sleep tonight, right?"
There happened to be a few blurry little footprints where he knocked. The evidence was conclusive and he couldn't deny it.
Sang Zhixia said awkwardly: "Your brother and sister stepped on it accidentally, what does it have to do with me..."
"You took it out."
Xu Yu sighed deeply and resentfully, spreading his legs and sighing miserably, "Zhizhi, sleeping on a wooden board is fine, but how can you sleep on a dirty board?"
“I’m not…”
"Even if you didn't mean to, the wood is definitely dirty."
He tilted his head slightly towards Sang Zhixia and said delicately, "It's okay to wash it out, but if you only wash it once, can you dry it tonight?"
"If I can't dry it out, I'll have to sleep on a wet plank tonight."
"Zhizhi, you..."
"Shut up."
Sang Zhixia couldn't stand it any longer and grabbed a pillow and threw it at him. Hearing Xu Yu's muffled laughter from behind the pillow, she gritted her teeth in annoyance, "Why didn't I realize you were such a good actor before?"
As long as there is a stage in the house, Xu Yu will take the stage and start singing!
Xu Yu leaned his chin against the pillow, raised his smiling eyes, and said, "Did I act so badly that you couldn't bear it?"
Sangzhi Xiaqi laughed.
"What a pity. I'm so cruel."
"Go wash your plank bed before it's too late!"
After she finished speaking, she picked up the bowl of medicine, which was no longer hot, and drank it all in one gulp. Then, she rolled up the quilt and gave Xu Yu a cold, hard slap on the back of her head.
Xu Yu held back his laughter and stood up to check the gaps in the windows and doors for ventilation. After confirming that they were correct, he very consciously touched the edge of the bed.
"Zhizhi, we'll discuss the bet at the end of the month. Can you give me a place to stay tonight?"
Sang Zhixia turned her back to him and said nothing, but honestly moved her body towards the wall.
Xu Yu's smile grew even brighter. He stretched out his arms and legs to the inner side of the wall, his back blocking the coldness coming from the earthen wall. He said, "My back is against the wall. Can you give me a little more space?"
Sang Zhixia impatiently moved away, closing her eyes and muttering, "Why are you so busy?"
"If you keep nagging me and disturb my peace, I'll go out and wash the board."
Xu Yu knew very well what it meant to quit while one is ahead.
He stretched out his long arms and folded most of the quilt he had brought up on top of Sang Zhixia's quilt. His big hand fell silently on Sang Zhixia's waist through two layers of quilts.
"I won't bother you anymore, go to sleep."
It was a deep and quiet night, but in a corner of the snowy night, immersed in darkness, there was a silent tension.
There were no oil lamps or charcoal braziers in the house.
The biting cold was like a maggot attached to the bones, drilling into the flesh and bones. The people trapped in the corner were so cold that their teeth kept chattering, and their faces were obviously cold even under the cover of night.
But he opened his mouth hard but no sound came out.
He couldn't even move.
Xu Minghui turned his wrist and spoke in a tone so flat that no emotion could be heard: "Father, does it feel good to be freezing?"
Without waiting for the person to answer, he mocked, "It's not a frozen river, nor a sharp blade. It's just a few fewer clothes. It doesn't matter, right?"
Uncle Xu never dreamed that one day he would be treated like this by his own son. He was so angry that he wanted to pop his eyeballs out of their sockets and smash them onto the ground, but no matter how evil his anger was, he couldn't struggle or make a move.
Noticing his breathing becoming increasingly heavy, Xu Minghui lowered his eyes expressionlessly and said, "Father, why are you wasting your time?"
"My uncle taught me this technique personally. Besides me, my eldest brother is the only one in the Xu family who knows it. But you caused my eldest sister-in-law to go into the glacier yesterday. Why would my eldest brother come to save you?"
"I don't want to do this either. Why does father force me like this?"
It is difficult for anyone to accept the gap from the clouds to the mud, but everyone is struggling to survive.
He could endure his biological father's accusations of incompetence, and he could also pretend to be calm and suffer for his life, but how could his biological father kill his mother?
How could he?
Xu Minghui didn't dare think about what happened yesterday. The coldness in his eyes was as heavy as an icicle. "If there were another way, I wouldn't want to be so cruel to my father, but didn't I persuade you?"
"Since you are such an unkind father, what else can I do?"
"Father, since you can't be the head of the second house, then I won't bother you with anything from now on about Mother and Mingyang. Listen to my arrangements and do as I say, okay?"
With my grandmother protecting me, my father will never grow up.
But once this door is closed, how many people will know about the disobedience and unfilial behavior that he was forced to reveal?
From now on, he became the head of the second house.
Under the heavy snow, the Xu family remained quiet for many days.
Uncle Xu has not appeared in public these days.
Fortunately, apart from the old lady, no one else was too lazy to ask more questions.
Xu Minghui brings medicine and food into the house every day.
When the old lady entered the room and saw Uncle Xu lying on the bed with a very bad look on his face, she felt distressed and burst into tears. But often before she could say anything more, Xu Minghui would ask her to leave on the pretext of avoiding the disease.
Everyone thought Second Uncle Xu was confined to his home to recuperate after his car overturned and fell into the ditch that day, except for Xu Yu, who, squatting on the ground while cutting venison, said in a barely audible voice, "Xu Minghui, don't go too far."
He raised his eyelids and looked at Xu Minghui: "Enough is enough."
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