Chapter 104 The Unlucky Guys Around the Chosen One - The Unlucky Brother is Heavy...
The Si family grandparents were ashamed to hear this, and the Si family uncle lowered his head, not daring to look at the reactions of those around him.
The village chief understood that Si's father was still angry and determined to embarrass the Si family, so he said, "Alright, be careful on your journey. If you come back in the future, let me know and I will treat you well."
After saying "okay" and seeing his wife and children off in the car, Si's father didn't even glance at his parents standing to the side. He then told the driver to drive off, and the car drove away amidst the farewells of a group of villagers who had come to watch the spectacle.
All that remained behind them was the noisy, excitedly talking crowd in the night.
"Get all the money back by tomorrow!" Mr. Si cursed and ordered his secretary. Meanwhile, Mrs. Si said to her two children, "Are you tired? Take a rest."
After such a long and arduous journey, it's already 2 a.m. Normally, Si Qi would be asleep by now.
Si Qi didn't stand on ceremony with her older brother, whom she had "only met a few times since childhood." After getting in the car, she stayed close to her brother and said, "Brother, are you sleepy? Let's take a nap first."
Si Ping nodded, and the two children, one big and one small, snuggled together and fell asleep in no time.
When they were awake, one of the brothers was cheerful and outgoing with a lively expression; the other was low-key and reserved with a slight melancholy in his eyes. The difference was very obvious when they stood together, as if they were two sides of the same coin.
The two men are now leaning against each other, both with their eyes closed and expressionless. If Mrs. Si looks closely, she can see that they have a lot in common. The arch of their eyebrows, the straight bridge of their noses, and their face shape and bone structure—anyone can tell at a glance that they are brothers who are related by blood.
This made Si's mother realize, belatedly, that this was also her own son, someone just like Si Qi.
To be honest, she didn't have much affection for Si Ping. It wasn't that she disliked him, but she simply didn't care about him and couldn't remember him.
But Si Qi is not like that.
Si Qi was very enthusiastic towards his brother, and suddenly he made a fuss about going to find someone. After finding the person, he actually helped them.
This isn't the first or second time this has happened.
Si Qi had done something similar a few times before. He would suddenly show special concern for a child he had just met, and then, before the adults realized it, he would point at the nanny next to him and say that the nanny was treating the little girl badly, and protect her so that the nanny would not let her take the child away.
The child's parents became suspicious and, after a thorough investigation, discovered that the nanny who had worked for them for almost ten years had been abusing their child in private. They were horrified when they saw the footage on the surveillance camera.
This family was therefore extremely grateful to Si Qi, and in turn, they also took great care of Si's parents. Not only did they help them in their work, but they also never forgot them when they were away from home, often offering advice and introducing them to connections.
Si Qi is indeed blessed, and this blessing not only benefits himself but also those around him.
As the people closest to Si Qi, Si Qi's parents have benefited from the company so much over the years that it's countless, so they are no longer surprised by such things.
Si Ping is Si Qi's older brother. Even though they haven't seen each other much over the years, Si Qi still remembers him and helps him get out of his harsh environment. Si Qi's parents are not surprised at all.
They didn't bother to ask Si Qi why he suddenly thought of his brother, and they just happened to catch him red-handed. As always, they attributed it to "mysticism" and accepted it all with complete ease.
A few hours later, the car arrived home. Si Ping was woken up in the car. After getting out, he glanced at the familiar surroundings, then turned around to protect his younger brother, Si Qi, who had also just woken up and was still a little groggy. He used his hand to shield Si Qi's forehead to prevent the outside wind from catching a cold.
Si Ping's parents had been keeping an eye on him. They watched as Si Ping left the rural village where he had lived for more than ten years and came to the magnificent and luxurious villa. He showed no embarrassment or awkwardness whatsoever. His calm demeanor was so composed that it was as if "unperturbed by change" was written all over his face. His calm attitude surprised Si Ping's parents.
This generous and poised reaction was undoubtedly something they greatly admired. His immediate concern for his younger brother further pleased Si's parents, and their affection for their eldest son continued to grow.
Si Ping never expected that his parents, who had always looked forward to him in his past life but always disliked his timidity and introversion and whose performance was unsatisfactory, would have such a good first impression of him in this life.
Even if he knew, he probably wouldn't care. He's already an adult; he doesn't need his parents' belated concern. He can take care of himself.
Si Ping's aloof attitude didn't offend his parents, who shared the same personality. The fact that their child, whom they'd barely met, could instantly become close to his parents and act like a longtime friend to others was a skill unique to their youngest son, Si Qi. It was truly difficult for other teenagers to achieve that.
They first took the two brothers to have breakfast. After they finished eating, they signaled the butler to take Si Ping to his room to rest, while Si Qi took half a day off from school to sleep before going back to school.
Si Qi: "I want to sleep with my brother."
“He’s such a little kid, he can’t be separated from his parents,” Si’s parents said with a smile. “Alright, whatever you say.”
He didn't specifically ask Si Ping for his opinion, since the relationship between the two brothers could be seen just by looking at their close proximity at that moment.
Sure enough, Si Ping nodded, not minding at all. He took his little brother's hand and went to Si Qi's room. With no one else around, the two brothers could finally have some private conversation.
"Xiao Qi, you've been reborn too, right?" Si Ping asked bluntly, "How have you been since I left? How could you suddenly... Could it be that you—"
Si Qi shook his head: "No, I was fine after that. I took over the company, finished university, and lived to be eighty-nine years old."
Si Ping's eyes widened: "Eighty-nine years old?!"
It wasn't that he was surprised that Si Qi had lived so long; he just thought, "Then you're older than me... I still think of you as a child!"
It's heartbreaking. Overnight, my underage brother, who isn't even eighteen yet, has become an eighty-year-old man. Where is my dignity as his older brother?
Si Qi suppressed a laugh: "Yes, so now I'm the older brother."
Si Ping pursed his lips and remained silent, refusing to acknowledge the fact.
Just then, the housekeeper knocked on the door and came to deliver Si Ping's change of clothes. Si Ping ran to get the clothes and changed. When she came back, she had changed the subject and said to Si Qi, "I never thought that we could be reborn. I thought this was something that only happened in TV dramas."
Si Qi: "It must be because you're a good person, brother. Heaven couldn't bear to part with you, so it gave us the chance to be brothers again."
Si Ping neither confirmed nor denied this. If anyone was truly a good person and blessed by God, it would definitely be his brother Si Qi. What did he, an ordinary young man, have that made him worthy of God's favor?
Perhaps Si Qi was reborn, and he included him, the older brother, in the process. He was given this second life thanks to his younger brother.
Some religions always say that good people are reincarnated and receive good fortune. His brother was so helpful and liked to do good deeds, so he must have received good fortune after death.
After washing up, the two brothers lay in bed. They had just taken a nap in the car, and now their minds were filled with the news of their near-death experience. They were very excited and couldn't fall asleep at all, so they naturally started chatting: "Xiao Qi, how were you doing all those years?"
After her parents passed away, Si Ping kept thinking about how to take good care of her younger brother and raise him to adulthood.
She had thought about it a lot, even about whether her younger brother would buy a new house or continue living at home after getting married and having children. But then she had an accident and couldn't do anything for her brother.
Si Qi: "Brother, you asked me this question earlier. I'm doing fine."
Si Ping didn't believe it: "You're just saying nice things to me. How old were you back then?"
He was in his early twenties and he was exhausted taking over the company his parents left behind. His younger brother was still in high school at the time, so how could he have it so easy as he made it sound?
“It’s true,” Si Qi wanted to say that he was actually quite good at business, and later built the company into one of the world’s top 100 companies, basically with smooth sailing and no major difficulties. But saying this would inevitably sound like bragging. His brother seemed to have a tough time when he took over the company, and he didn’t want his brother to feel bad about it. His brother was quite sensitive about these things.
So he changed the subject, asking about what he cared about most: "Brother, having been given a second chance at life, have you thought about how you want to live this time? By the way, are you interested in taking over the company? Do you plan to go into business in the future?"
Si Ping shook his head vigorously, saying in strong resistance, "Please spare me! Asking me to do business with people in the business world before was like killing me, it was too difficult!"
Not long ago, when his parents passed away and he had just taken over the company, he would never have said this to his younger brother. He was afraid that his brother would worry, so he didn't mention a word about his sorrow and the pressure he faced at the company.
But in this life, they are still children. He doesn't need to shoulder everything for Si Qi. If there's anything, he can tell his younger brother, who is supposedly over eighty years old and seems very reliable, directly.
"I'm terrible at dealing with people, and I'm completely clueless about business!"
He was never popular from a young age, and interpersonal skills were his biggest weakness.
He's not even very good at everyday interactions with people. Asking him to build relationships, discuss collaborations, or ask people to entrust their businesses to him is a nightmare. He can't even come up with the right words.
So when he got to the dinner table, he could only keep saying nice things, toasting people, and showing his sincerity, which ultimately forced him to drink too much and die suddenly.
Even just thinking about it makes Si Ping feel ashamed of himself.
Si Qi listened attentively and comforted his brother, saying, "It's okay if you don't like it. I'll take care of things at home. You can do whatever you want, brother."
“Brother…” Si Ping was very touched. He felt that his younger brother had really grown up and become reliable. “You are so good to me.”
Si Qi found the conversation somewhat amusing: "Brother, if this were someone else, they'd think we're crazy. Whoever wants to run the family business can do it, and the person who doesn't will say that the other person is really good to them."
“They are others, and we are us,” Si Ping said proudly. “No one else has a brother as good as me.”
“They don’t have a brother as good as me,” Si Qi’s eyes welled up with tears, and he couldn’t help but squeeze closer to Si Ping: “Brother, you are the best brother in the world.”
After decades, he was given a second chance at life and finally saw his beloved family again, fulfilling his greatest wish in life.
His brother was just like he remembered, protecting and caring for him, and the warmth he felt made him nostalgic.
"So, are you planning to do scientific research in the future, brother?" Si Qi still remembered his brother's major in college.
Si Ping's thoughts were immediately drawn in, and he said longingly, "Yes, with so many more memories in this life, I don't need to spend time learning so much new knowledge anymore. I can go and learn new things."
Si Qi couldn't help but laugh: "Brother, that's all you're thinking about."
Si Ping said calmly, "It is indeed a very good thing."
Perhaps due to his childhood experiences, for a long time, reading was his only form of relief.
The students and children of the same age in the village would specifically target someone like him, whose parents were not around and whose grandparents did not care about him at all, to bully him.
After transferring to a private junior high and high school, his classmates were all well-traveled and knowledgeable, having traveled abroad more often than he had left his village. Their life philosophies were completely different from his, and they couldn't talk to each other at all.
In addition, Si Ping himself is an introverted person who doesn't like to socialize. The fewer friends he has, the less he likes to make friends. In this situation, reading becomes his haven. Even in a noisy and bustling classroom, a few books and a pen can help him build an independent wall, accompany him through the long hours, and allow him to be undisturbed by the outside world.
Therefore, he enjoys learning; it is his greatest comfort zone and also his area of expertise.
Si Qi, knowing his brother's thoughts, smiled and said, "Then, brother, would you like to know what technological development will be like in the next few decades?"
As a world-class entrepreneur, a major investor in various fields, and a philanthropist who is often visited by countless great figures after they have achieved success, Si Qi knows many inside stories in various fields, things that ordinary people in the future would never know.
Si Ping's eyes lit up: "What kind is it?"
Si Qi then described the future world to his brother, telling him how the areas he was interested in would develop, and which areas would offer the best prospects for further study...
Si Ping listened attentively, occasionally asking questions. After a long while, the two brothers yawned one after the other, and then, still feeling a bit unsatisfied, they snuggled together and drifted off to sleep, their eyes filled with the contentment of having their worries soothed away.
At noon, the housekeeper came to wake the two brothers up for lunch. Si's parents saw that Si Ping had just arrived home and, unusually, had stayed home instead of going to work, sleeping until this time. They sat at the dining table waiting for the children to come over.
Seeing the two brothers come downstairs together, Si's parents gave Si Ping a few extra glances.
The teenager was slender with slightly blond hair, and his expression was poised and confident, showing no sign of the awkwardness one might feel in a new environment.
The scene they saw in the morning was indeed not an illusion; their eldest son was truly their child, and his demeanor was different from that of many children his age.
Watching Si Ping sit down in the chair pulled out by the maid, eating his lunch as if it were commonplace, his etiquette and order of eating, and many other small details were all impeccable.
The more Si's parents looked at him, the more satisfied they became. They had a very good impression of their unfamiliar eldest son, and their tone became gentle and kind: "You will live here from now on, and your original school will arrange for you to transfer."
Si Ping: "Okay."
"The new school, like Xiao Qi's, is a private international school, with kindergarten, primary, junior high and senior high all in one place, so that you two brothers can take care of each other."
Si Ping nodded: "Understood."
“However, you need to have an interview before enrollment to test your grades and assess your overall situation,” Mr. Si paused and said, “We will go with you.”
Si Ping's calm expression finally changed slightly, and he asked with a hint of surprise, "You're going too?"
In his previous life, Si Ping transferred schools, and the school he attended was no different from the one his father mentioned now.
However, it wasn't a transfer during the school term; the relevant matters were handled by the assistant during the school holidays, so Si's parents didn't have to worry about it.
Father Si has never mentioned anything about accompanying him to school, like this.
Why not mention it? Si Ping thought back carefully and realized that he really wasn't very popular with his parents back then.
He continued to be timid and hesitant like he was back in his hometown, even too embarrassed to ask the housekeeper to wash his clothes. His parents, who were always decisive and efficient, disliked his timid and hesitant manner the most. It took them a long time to correct him and get him to confidently and boldly give orders to those around him.
Now that he is behaving exactly as his parents admire him, the two of them have taken the initiative to offer to accompany him, which surprised Si Ping somewhat.
After his initial surprise, Si Ping calmly replied, "Oh, okay."
If Si Ping were a child in her past life, she would probably be pleasantly surprised, feeling that she wouldn't have to face things alone in a new place and would have someone to rely on. But now, Si Ping is just going to a place where she spent several years in her past life for an interview, and whether or not she has more parents by her side is not important.
Sifu and Simu: “…………”
It's not good for the child to be too calm. If it were Xiao Qi at this moment, he would definitely be beaming with joy and say a lot of nice things to make them feel very accomplished, that the trip was worthwhile, and that he would want to go with them again next time.
However, since they hadn't lived together since childhood, it was normal for them to be a little distant and reserved. Si's parents quickly put aside their concerns and turned to speak to Si Qi with smiles.
After the meal, the four of them took a car to school together. Si Qi went to the primary school section, while Si Ping, accompanied by his parents, went to the junior high school section.
Si Qi was worried about her brother's situation, so she made a special trip to the junior high school campus during the break between classes.
It's better to arrive at the right time than to arrive early. Just as Si Ping finished completing the test and received his results, the grade head was very satisfied and said, "Your results are very good, all full marks. Your oral English and experimental skills are also excellent. It seems you practiced diligently in your previous school."
Si's parents were surprised: "Really?"
Even before they arrived, they had prepared for Si Ping's grades to be terrible.
The gap in educational resources between the two regions is too great. In terms of spoken language, it is difficult for ordinary students to speak a foreign language fluently. As for experiments, it goes without saying that they need to be proficient in operating various instruments. It is not something that can be done by simply providing a few microscopes in the school and letting students use them once or twice a semester.
Seeing that Mr. and Mrs. Si were even more surprised than she was, the director couldn't help but laugh: "Of course it's true. And your child must have been learning a lot from a private coach, standing in front of the equipment, he looks like a pro."
Si's parents were even more surprised. Of course, they had never hired a private tutor, so their eldest son was actually a self-taught academic genius!
"His spoken English is very fluent; we could consider him for the international program. All his scores are perfect—that's incredible! What grade level has he been studying on his own?" The grade head looked at Si Ping with admiration in his eyes. It was a stroke of luck for the school to have such a promising student willing to attend. They could nurture him further, and at the very least, secure another spot for the school in a top-tier university during the college entrance exam.
Si's parents were overjoyed, and their eyes filled with pride as they looked at Si Ping. Their smiles never faded, and they said with satisfaction, "Good, good, very good!"
Si Ping: "..."
In my past life, I went to great lengths to please my parents, only to be met with disappointed looks. In this life, I did nothing but solve some middle school problems, and I'm being praised like this?
What's so praiseworthy about a graduate student who excels at experiments and gets full marks on middle school exams? He even felt embarrassed when he was writing those exams, feeling like he was bullying kids so much younger than him, and he felt really guilty.
His guilty conscience and lack of reaction, however, appeared to the adults present as Si Ping's calm and unperturbed demeanor after being praised. This only reinforced their belief that the child was truly remarkable, getting perfect scores as easily as eating and drinking.
The head of the grade was particularly satisfied with Si Ping, and Si Ping's parents' family circumstances also met the school's requirements for students. He immediately made the decision: "Our school warmly welcomes Si Ping to enroll. He can choose which grade and class he wants!"
Si's parents were filled with pride. They spoke modestly, saying that the teacher was too kind, but in reality, their hands were already on Si Ping's shoulders. They stood up straight, facing the envious eyes of the teachers and students around them, and they were radiant.
Si Qi appeared at this moment. Hearing the teacher praising his older brother, his eyes lit up and he rushed over excitedly, asking, "Brother, how did it go? Did it go smoothly?"
Si Ping, who had been calm before, instantly became lively when he saw his younger brother appear. He took his brother's hand and said with a smile, "It went very smoothly. From now on, I can go to school with Xiao Qi."
"Yay!" Si Qi jumped up and down happily, showering Si Ping with compliments, saying things like, "I knew my brother was the best!" "Brother, you're so awesome!" "I want to learn from my brother!" He made Si Ping, who had just been all high and mighty, beam with joy. The teachers and Si's parents watching nearby thought the two brothers had a really good relationship. As soon as Si Qi came over, Si Ping changed completely, becoming like a teenager his age.
Everyone got a satisfactory result in the exam. Si Ping's parents told him a lot about things to pay attention to after he started school, showing themselves to be caring parents.
Si Ping's feelings were complicated, and he couldn't help but recall the scenes from his previous life.
Regardless of what Si Ping thought, his parents were very satisfied with their eldest son after this ordeal.
The couple were both academically weak, having not even finished junior high school. They had a son who was spoiled by them since childhood. He was very popular, had many talents, but his academic performance was only average. They basically never had any hope of him studying.
To their surprise, their eldest son was born, possessing an unexpected academic genius that filled all their last regrets. They felt like they had struck gold, and even began to secretly regret not bringing Siping home sooner, thus delaying his studies.
She developed feelings for Si Ping and naturally took extra care of him. Her gentle and warm attitude made Si Ping feel the warmth of an elder that he had never experienced in his previous life of more than 20 years. He felt a little embarrassed and awkward, not knowing how to react.
This genuine awkwardness and helplessness made Si's parents, who were used to being good to their youngest son, finally feel a sense of shame.
Si Ping must have been so neglected before. Now, when she receives even a little bit of care from her elders, she looks completely lost and bewildered.
The two men's tone softened, and they became more patient with their eldest son, who was so clumsy and didn't know how to express his feelings. They didn't mind that Si Ping was dull and not close to them. They discussed Si Ping's future needs, preparing everything for him.
Si Ping: "..."
It's strange, did he really just get reborn, or did he just go to some parallel world?
Why did his parents suddenly become like this?
A strange feeling washed over him, like caterpillars crawling across his back, making him feel uneasy. Si Ping didn't know how to react, so he waited until his younger brother got home from school, then approached Si Qi, seeking a moment of reassurance.
"I'm not really that outstanding, I just studied for a few more years than those students..."
He felt unworthy of praise; all the compliments were fake and not his.
“Brother Ke, you’ve always been a good student. You were like that in your previous school, and you were like that in high school and college too,” Si Qi said. “If you had studied here since you were little, like me, you would definitely have been praised by your teachers and parents. What’s there to be ashamed of? You deserve it!”
Si Ping stared blankly: "Is that so?"
But his good grades in high school and college weren't because he had many private tutors who specifically tutored him individually, right? His academic talent was actually just average, wasn't it?
"Of course! And it's not just academics, but also extracurricular classes. You were the one who improved the fastest among everyone. You mastered spoken English in just six months, right?" Si Qi said confidently, "Brother, you're a genius, absolutely!"
Si Ping was stunned: "Huh? Really?" He was really that amazing?
"Of course it's true!" Si Qi nodded vigorously, every gesture showing his seriousness: "Brother, you're amazing, I wouldn't lie to you!"
Si Ping took a deep breath, a confident look unconsciously appearing on his face: "I hadn't noticed before, it seems I'm really suited for an academic career."
"That's right!" Si Qi clenched his fist tightly to encourage his brother: "Go for it, bro! I'll rely on your success to become the younger brother of a great scientist!"
Seeing Si Qi's proud expression, Si Ping grinned, revealing two rows of big white teeth. He smiled so wide that his eyes disappeared from his grin, and he happily rubbed Si Qi's head with both hands. "Okay, I'll be a great scientist in the future, so you'll be proud to talk about it!"
The two brothers laughed and joked all the way, making their parents smile from behind.
It was unusual for them not to say anything discouraging about going to work on such a day. Instead, they stayed home, instructed the kitchen to prepare a sumptuous dinner, and said to their two children, "Alright, it's time to come and eat."
On the dining table were many dishes that the Si family used to enjoy.
After Si Ping sat down, his parents gave him special instructions, telling him to eat more since he hadn't been eating well back home and to take care of his health. They also said that a doctor would be coming to examine him and devise a plan for his recovery.
Si Ping listened quietly. His parents' attitude towards him today, as well as the praise from Si Qi, his teacher, and others, finally gave him the confidence to express his preferences.
He said to his parents, who seemed to care about him, "I don't like these dishes."
As soon as Mr. Si stopped speaking, Mrs. Si let out a soft "Ah," put down the dishes she was trying to push in front of Si Ping, and said, "So what do you like to eat?"
The shadow of his past life, spanning over twenty years, made Si Ping reflexively want to say "anything is fine."
But Si Qi's encouraging gaze and the lack of impatience on Si's parents' faces finally made Si Ping speak out what he had kept bottled up for so long in his previous life.
He said, "I have a bad stomach, and eating raw, cold, or spicy food makes me feel very uncomfortable. Also, some supplements are too nourishing, and I vomit, have diarrhea, and can't digest them."
In his past life, when he first came to live with his parents, he quickly discovered that his father had a strong preference for spicy food, his mother liked to eat raw seafood, and his younger brother was someone who couldn't live without spicy food. As a result, the food on the table was always bright red, cold, and extremely salty, making him cry and his stomach ache.
But he didn't dare to speak. His parents' cold attitude towards him and his grandparents' habit of only eating leftovers and cold dishes made him think that being able to eat at the same table was already good enough. He never considered that he could change the family's menu. It wasn't until his younger brother noticed that he ate too little and took the initiative to ask at the table that he got food that suited his taste.
Things are different now.
He doesn't expect his parents' love, so he says whatever he wants, even if it's "immature." He just wants to fight for his rights and doesn't want to wrong himself anymore.
He said, word by word, "I like to eat light food."
After he finished speaking, he carefully observed the reactions of the two parents, unable to tell whether he hoped they would express their dissatisfaction as he had imagined in his previous life, or whether he hoped they would respect his opinion.
Under his gaze, Si Ping's parents' reactions were nothing like the impatience Si Ping had imagined, nor did they resemble the disgust his grandparents showed when they scolded him for being "fussy" or saying things like, "Does a family eat two kinds of dishes? Are you so precious?"
Instead, she nodded without the slightest hesitation: "Okay, then let the chef make more of your favorite dishes."
“…………” Si Ping was stunned.
His first thought was that they might be willing to change their attitude towards him because of his good exam results.
But then something else came to mind.
The Si family's meals were different from those in their hometown; the Si family's meals were never cooked by Si's parents, but by hired chefs.
The chef's job is to take care of everyone's meals. He cooks all kinds of dishes, including the housekeeper, driver, and others' three meals a day.
In this situation, Si Ping doesn't need his parents to tell him what dishes he wants to eat. He can just tell the chef and housekeeper, and they will definitely take good care of his requests. This is their duty after receiving their salary.
So... what was he struggling with in his past life?
Because I was used to being ignored since I was a child, even when I encountered problems, I was habitually afraid to speak up, thinking to myself that such things should not be mentioned, because mentioning them would only bring shame upon myself.
Seeing that Si Ping's parents across from him showed no sign of surprise, and realizing his past misconceptions, Si Ping's eyes inexplicably welled up with tears, and he felt a little wronged.
Who doesn't love him—his parents or himself? Who is the person who most often belittles and negates him in their heart?
He realized that in his past life, he had gone down a dead end and gotten stuck in a rut, repeatedly "killing" his inner self because of his inferiority complex. Often, before anyone else could say anything, he would mentally negate himself from head to toe.
Holding his bowl and chopsticks, Si Ping buried his head in his food and it took him a long time to hold back his tears.
He looked up to pick up some food, but saw Si Qi looking at him with a worried expression, while Si's parents also looked conflicted.
Si Ping: "…………"
No, it's not what you think.
Mrs. Si sighed softly, "You've suffered injustices in the past."
Look how touched the child is, he's even crying!
It's just a meal that suits your taste, isn't it?
Just how badly did his grandparents abuse him?!
Si's father's expression changed repeatedly, clearly indicating that he was holding a grudge against those people from his hometown again. He tried to soften his tone and said to Si Ping, "It's okay, just eat well. Whatever you want to eat in the future, we'll have it at home."
Si Ping was both amused and exasperated. He wanted to explain, but his throat was tight, and his words were choked with emotion. He simply nodded and forced a smile.
When Si's parents saw this, their feelings became even more complicated, and their eyes were filled with pity as they looked at Si Ping.
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Author's Note: --
Children can't change their parents' personalities, and they can't expect their parents to necessarily love them, but they can love themselves. (Heart emoji)
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