Sheng Yanchuan didn't have time to pay attention to their quarrel. After everyone was seated, Sheng Yanchuan looked at Aunt Xiumei and asked, "Mom, what are you going to do about what happened that day?"
"What should we do? Nanqiao didn't come to see us." Aunt Xiumei's eyes were vague and she didn't have the confidence to look at Sheng Yanchuan.
"Looking for you? What do I want to do with you? Come and listen to my lesson?" Sheng Yanchuan became more and more impatient when he saw Aunt Xiumei like this. It was obvious that she knew she was wrong, but she was too proud to say it.
"You haven't been home for several days, and as soon as you come back you question your parents. Is this what you should do as a son?" Sheng Yanjun was already annoyed by being woken up, and when he sat down, the same thing happened again. He kept going back and forth between Nanqiao and Nanqiao all day, as if he couldn't get rid of this person in his life.
In fact, he really couldn't get rid of it. From the day his brother went to Nanqiao, from the day he followed him to Shanghai, it was destined that Nanqiao would always exist around him. It was just a matter of distance.
"Now that I've come to this, I know your attitude."
Sheng Yanchuan paused for a moment and continued, "I don't need an apology. As for us... mom and brother should go less often, so that there will be fewer conflicts. However, if you agree, we will still visit each other normally during festivals."
"Are you planning to break off relations with us?" After hearing Sheng Yanchuan's words, Aunt Xiumei stopped dodging and looked at him steadily, feeling very sad.
"It's just to avoid conflicts in advance. You are my parents, and Nanqiao is not your child. I think that as a daughter-in-law, Nanqiao has never done anything wrong, but you still have so many opinions about her, and you are even unwilling to bow your heads when you know you are wrong. If you really want to do good for me, you won't be in the current situation. I am your son, and I don't blame you, but I can't stand hearing any more bad things about Nanqiao."
"I think you are just clinging to the Nan family and look down on us." Listening to Sheng Yanchuan's words, Sheng Yanjun's voice came out faintly. It was the first time he saw such a determined Sheng Yanchuan. For a moment, he was not so confident. Although he didn't want to rely on Sheng Yanchuan for everything, they were brothers after all... Noisy is noisy, severing the relationship is another matter.
Sheng Yanchuan did not respond to Sheng Yanjun's question.
"If you think so, it will make you feel better, then think so." Sheng Yanchuan smiled faintly, not taking his words to heart at all.
"Okay, stop arguing. Yanchuan, go back early. Bring Nanqiao and the children over often. We are a family after all." Uncle Sheng's words echoed Sheng Yanchuan's words and also expressed his attitude.
Aunt Xiumei wanted to say something else, but Huiping stopped her.
Sheng Yanchuan looked at Uncle Sheng, then looked at Hui Ping who was unwilling to give up, nodded, and turned to leave.
Although the result was not satisfactory, at least we reached an agreement. However, this time... Nanqiao was wronged.
Sheng Yanchuan strode away. Seeing him go out, Aunt Xiumei was furious. She slapped the table and glared at Uncle Sheng, "Why did you stop me just now? I'm his mother. Can't I go to my own son's house?"
"You're going? What are you going to do? Go and continue to point fingers and start another quarrel? Or are you willing to go and apologize?"
Every word of Uncle Sheng pierced Aunt Xiumei's lungs. She had been a straight-talking person all her life, and it was really hard to bear to ask her to shut up about something she didn't like. As for apologizing, she couldn't lower her head.
Aunt Xiumei stammered, not knowing how to start. Seeing his mother being wronged, Sheng Yanjun said to Uncle Sheng, "Dad, you are the elders after all."
"Shut up too. If you hadn't said those few words, wouldn't this have happened? Your mother is Nanqiao's mother-in-law. It's understandable that she said a few words. But as an uncle, are you still a man if you say bad things about your brother's wife?"
Uncle Sheng rarely talks much, but today he was really angry and didn't show them any mercy when he lectured them.
Sheng Yanjun wanted to say something, but Uncle Sheng glared at him and he immediately fell silent. His father usually didn't care about these things, but once he got angry, he would stick to his word.
Hui Ping, who was sitting in the corner, watched the family being scolded, lowered her head slightly, and curled her lips in disdain. Not to mention Sheng Yanchuan, she lived with this family every day and gradually couldn't understand them.
Uncle Sheng's words caused the room to fall into silence, and after a long while he sighed.
"Let's just leave it at that. She grew up in a different environment, so we can't restrict her with our own ideas. Maybe if we keep some distance, the relationship between our two families can be better. Besides, Nanqiao and Sheng Yanchuan are busy outside every day. What can we do when we go to their place? It's enough for Yanchuan to bring the kids over every now and then."
"Oh, what's going on?" Aunt Xiumei was very melancholy. Because of a few gossips, her son and daughter-in-law had a rift, and the girl went back to school angrily. What's going on? It's really better to live in the village without any worries.
Aunt Xiumei sighed, looking at the person sitting in the house, the more she thought about it, the more annoyed she became. Without saying anything, she got up and went to the backyard to continue what she had just been doing.
Uncle Sheng got up and followed him, and Sheng Yanjun went back to his room to sleep.
Hui Ping glanced at the shameless Sheng Yanjun, glared at him fiercely, walked to the table and sat down, and continued to organize her information. She planned to submit the information in the afternoon to see if it would be successful. As for the name of the store, Hui Ping planned to call it Anjialou, which means a settled home, and because both of her children's names have the word "An" in them, this name was decided by Hui Ping alone, without any intention of discussing it with her family.
While Huiping was preparing the materials, Yaya carefully pulled Xiaoguo back to the room at the second floor stairs. After closing the door, Xiaoguo frowned and asked Yaya:
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