Jiang Shushu was furious: "You turned your head away. You're guilty as a thief. Jiang Mingli, you say nice things, but you dare to play dirty tricks behind my back. I gave you a favor, but you're taking advantage of me."
Jiang Mingli, having regained his composure, was mortified. "Why did I turn around so suddenly? This is like jumping into the Yellow River to clear my name. Jiang Shushu must be suspecting me of ulterior motives, that I was deliberately using a child to make a fuss."
Jiang Mingli quickly turned his head back, and immediately saw Jiang Shushu's angry eyes: "..." I knew it would be like this.
"Little sister, don't get me wrong, this matter has nothing to do with me, I didn't teach him to say that." I am really wronged! It was not easy to resolve the family conflict, and everyone lived in harmony. Now it is back to the pre-liberation era. This son of a bitch really betrayed his father!
Jiang Mingli turned his head and directed his anger at Jiang Wenchen: "Wenchen, who taught you to say that? Grandpa and grandma are so old, how can they take care of you? Taking care of you will make them sick. What did your father teach you? Why are you so ignorant? Also, what's wrong with our home? Why do you dislike it so much? Today, I, your father, am standing here. Tell me, what's wrong with our home?" If he doesn't tell me the truth, I'll beat his ass to pieces.
Jiang Shushu: "..." Could it really not be Jiang Mingli? Never mind, let's wait and see, and then make a decision. If they really try to play some kind of torture trick on me, I'll definitely kick each of them, father and son, out of the house.
"Wow... If you're mean to me, I won't go back. I want to stay at my grandparents' house. It's better than home, wow..."
Xu Hehua: "Wenchen, Wenchen, don't cry. Grandma will help you scold daddy later. Be good, be good."
"You little bastard, are you looking for a beating? I, your dad, go to work every day to earn money to support the family, and you despise me so much?" Jiang Mingli was really sad to be despised by his own son.
Jiang He glanced at Jiang Mingli: It’s time for you to experience how I felt back then. I treated you as the apple of my eye since you were young, but when you grew up and became independent, you treated me as eye boogers. When your mother and I came back from the provincial capital, I was chilled to the bone.
"I don't care, I don't care. I want to stay at my grandparents' house. It's good here. Brother wants to stay with me too. We have to stay at my grandparents' house." Jiang Wenchen hugged Xu Hehua's neck tightly. "Grandma, I want to stay here, okay? Woo woo woo..."
Seeing the child crying so sadly, Xu Hehua agreed without a second thought, "Okay, okay, okay, Wen Chen can stay if he wants."
After Xu Hehua finished speaking, she realized what she had said and quickly looked at Jiang He, hoping he could give her some advice.
Jiang He did not respond to Xu Hehua. Although he loved his grandson very much, it was impossible for him to keep them. Jiang He understood that they were all old and many things depended on Jiang Shushu. Jiang Shushu had already spent a lot of energy taking care of them. There was no reason for them to cause trouble to Jiang Shushu again.
Besides, Jiang Mingli is still around, and as long as he's capable of raising his own children, Jiang He doesn't intend to interfere too much in the affairs of Jiang Wenzhe and his brother, prioritizing the principle of one generation taking care of the next. Jiang He believes it's best for children to grow up with their parents, not only for the continuation of bloodline but also for the emotional inheritance. It's unrealistic for Jiang Mingli to return to the village, or for Jiang He and his wife to go to the provincial capital. The children have only two options, and the best choice is definitely their parents.
"Jiang Wenchen, if you make trouble again, don't blame me, your father, for beating you. Get off your grandma right now and go back to bed and sleep."
Seeing how fierce Jiang Mingli was, Jiang Wenchen became more convinced that his choice was right and felt that it would be better to stay with Jiang He and his wife.
"I'm not making a fuss. I just want to be at my grandparents' house."
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Jiang Shushu: Are these father and son just acting like this? They've been talking for ages, but nothing's making any sense. Jiang Mingli lost his mind in the argument, and now he's fretting over whether his child is listening or not? Shouldn't he be asking him why?
"Jiang Mingli, why are you arguing with a child of that age? Are you childish? Do you feel a sense of accomplishment when you win an argument with a child of that age? Tell me why."
Yang Xiaobei: “…” My wife is so mean. I feel a little sorry for me, her brother-in-law. She can’t be a son, and she can’t be a father either.
Jiang Mingli: "..." Retribution, it must be retribution. Why do I always make a fool of myself in front of Jiang Shushu? This makes me unable to hold my head up in front of her for the rest of my life.
Jiang Mingli suppressed his anger, walked over and hugged Jiang Wenchen, forcing a smile. "Wenchen, Dad was too excited just now. It's Dad's fault. Dad shouldn't get angry easily. Don't blame Dad, okay?"
Seeing that Jiang Mingli admitted his mistake, Jiang Wenchen forgave him, "Okay, I won't blame Dad anymore."
"Since you don't blame dad, can you tell me why you don't want to go home with me? I'll be very sad to hear you say you don't want to go home with me." It was so cold. Maybe that's how dad felt when mom came back from the provincial capital. It must be so damn painful to be despised by the children you raised with so much effort!
"My grandparents' house is good. I can eat delicious food every day and have fun. My grandparents are so good to me. I am so happy here. If I go back, I won't be able to eat delicious white rice for every meal, I won't be able to eat meat every day... I won't be able to go out and play every day?" Jiang Wenchen listed the benefits of living in his hometown one by one, for fear that Jiang Mingli would not understand.
Jiang Mingli looked at Jiang Wenchen, who was like a mother to anyone who fed him, and wanted to kick him out of the door: This little bastard, he wants to kick me out when he sees a good life. Just wait, I will definitely teach you a lesson when I get back.
Jiang Shushu: “…” Good boy, you have really inherited his father’s true teachings, whoever gives you milk is your mother.
Jiang Shushu looked at Jiang Mingli, whose face was a little broken, and really wanted to say to him, "You deserve it. Let's see if you dare to do such a jerk in front of the children again."
Parents are their children's best teachers. If an elder hasn't done anything excessive to their children, and even cares for them, yet their children disrespect and even look down on them, even if they are young and don't understand why, they will see it, remember it, and deep down, feel that it's the right thing to do. In their hearts, their parents are great, and everything they do is right. What they've always done is certainly right. Can children treat their elders this way today? When they grow old, their children's first reaction will be to emulate their parents and treat them equally.
Jiang Mingli turned his head and looked at Jiang Wenzhe, "Wenzhe, do you think so too? Do you want to stay at grandpa and grandma's house?"
Jiang Wenzhe didn't know how to respond. When Jiang Wenzhe first heard Jiang Wenchen nagging, his first reaction was to refuse, because he knew that no matter how good his grandparents' home was, it was not as good as his father's. Later, Jiang Wenzhe heard more and more about this good life, plus eating well, drinking well, and having fun every day, and Jiang Hehe and his wife were very good to them, Jiang Wenzhe was a little shaken, because this good life was really too comfortable.
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