Pampered by the Toughest Man After Divorce-Chapter 57 - Sucking on the Thumb_1
Chapter 57: Chapter 57 Sucking on the Thumb_1
Chapter 57 -57 Sucking on the Thumb_1
Nan Feng and I had just come out of Uncle Zhou’s house and were about to head up the mountain when I suddenly stopped.
Nan Feng had also sensed some movement near the foot of the wall, but didn’t react as quickly as I did.
Following my gaze, she saw the three-year-old boy still standing slyly in the corner, his mouth around his thumb.
The allure of the cicada monkey sweets were irresistible.
The boy was willing to risk the punishment of his mother just to stand near the doorway and smell their fragrance.
Nan Feng thought to herself, if this were her home, she would go inside and take a few out to satisfy the child’s cravings.
Before she could act, I had already taken a step forward and approached the boy.
Seeing me, the boy retreated a few steps, a look of fear on his face.
It was obvious that his mother must have maligned me frequently, or perhaps she had used my character to scare the child.
Without moving forward any further, I took out a few of the cicada monkey sweets from my pocket and handed them to the child.
The sight of the sweets ignited excitement in the boy’s eyes.
He wanted to grab them but hesitated, glanced at me from time to time.
I didn’t say anything, only kept my hand extended.
After a while, the boy finally reached out for the sweets.
He grabbed them as if snatching food from a tiger’s mouth, and hurriedly retreated afterwards.
Nan Feng couldn’t help but feel a bit helpless, and when I returned, Nan Feng asked me, “Uncle Zhou seems like a kind-hearted man.
Why have all his sons…
distanced themselves from him?”
Nan Feng usually wasn’t one to poke into others’ business, but she wanted to understand more about me.
I handed the remaining cicada monkey sweets to Nan Feng, warming her heart.
She knew I gave them to her because she felt uncomfortable eating more in the kitchen earlier, so I took a few more for her.
As we walked, I said, “Regarding this situation, Uncle Zhou mentioned a bit to me.
The conflict started from his third son, who was born with a physical leg deformity.
Despite efforts to treat it, the ailment persisted.
However, Uncle Zhou didn’t give up on his third son.
Early last year, he found him a wife.
The girl’s family naturally demanded more dowry due to the son’s disability.
In order to marry into the family, Uncle Zhou spent all his savings.
This led to jealousy from Zhou’s eldest and second sons.
They believed he was showing favoritism and insisted on separating from him.”
In indignation, Nan Feng said, “It’s natural for the old man to favor his youngest son.
Who else would care for his disabled son if he didn’t marry off a daughter-in-law?
The two elder sons are being completely unreasonable.”
I didn’t express any emotion, neither did I respond.
Nan Feng then asked, “The two elder Zhou brothers disowned their father over an inheritance dispute.
What about the third son?
Uncle Zhou has been so good to him, why doesn’t he live with him?”
I said, “The third son and his wife believe that if everyone else isn’t providing for Uncle Zhou, they shouldn’t either.”
“…” Nan Feng was taken aback by the irrationality of it all.
After walking a few steps, I turned back and smiled at Nan Feng, “Once there are many people involved, conflicts are bound to arise.
From the ordinary rural family to the grand courts, disputes over family property among siblings are commonplace.
You shouldn’t bother yourself with these matters of other families.”
Nan Feng said, “I understand, every household has its own unspeakable hardships.
But I still prefer my family of two, me and my father.
We live a simple life and depend on each other for survival!”
I laughed, “Value your simplicity while it lasts.”
Nan Feng was momentarily stunned.
Can this simple and happy life really continue forever?
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