People in the alley: A woman dressed as a man shouldn't be foolishly filial, Zhuang Chaoying

Chapter 351 No one can speak ill of my uncle and aunt.



Chapter 351 No one can speak ill of my uncle and aunt.

Chapter 351 No one is allowed to speak ill of my eldest uncle and aunt.

Xiang Dong placed the cleanly gnawed watermelon rind on the table, looking at his father-in-law and mother-in-law with a smile.

“Mom, Hualin and I just live an ordinary life in Suzhou. We don’t have any useful connections or special skills. You and Dad really overestimate us.” As he spoke, he took out a handkerchief from his pants pocket and wiped his mouth.

Seeing that his son-in-law was not responding, Grandpa Zhuang was a little displeased and slammed down the fan he was gently fanning himself with.

"Are you children going to make excuses to help your family? Besides, your mother hasn't even said what it is yet. Is it really that hard for you to do something for her?"

Grandma Zhuang quickly reached out and gently squeezed her husband's hand, signaling him not to get so angry. Today was different from the past; the two children they hadn't thought much of were now quite successful.

“Hua Lin, Xiang Dong, that’s not what your father meant.”

Grandma Zhuang smiled kindly. "Zhenbei will be taking the college entrance exam next year. Pengfei is doing well, but we can't just abandon your brother's family, right? Your father and I have discussed letting Zhenbei live in the eldest son's house. Hualin, you should help talk to your sister-in-law on her behalf. After all, Zhenbei is your nephew, and we even share the same surname, Zhuang."

Pengfei, sitting to the side, swallowed a large mouthful of watermelon. Hearing this, he couldn't help but interject. "Grandpa and Grandma, your eldest uncle signed an agreement with you. Your youngest uncle wrote a letter, and your eldest uncle has many photocopies of it." After saying that, he picked up another piece of watermelon.

Hua Lin ignored his parents' angry outbursts and gently patted his head.

Hua Lin knew his parents too well. Letting Zhen Bei move in would be like throwing good money after bad.

They definitely won't mention living expenses; they'll just send the person over directly. If they actually move in, they might even stay at the older brother's house after their wedding and refuse to leave.

My sister-in-law had just finished taking care of Xiaoting and Pengfei until the end of the college entrance examination, and she could finally breathe a sigh of relief. Now she has to send Zhenbei over. My parents are really scheming.

Hua Lin tried to keep her tone calm. "Mom, my older brother and sister-in-law have helped us so much, I really don't want to ask for this. Give me the household registration first, I'll go and register Pengfei's household registration."

Uncle Zhuang slammed his hand heavily on the table, causing the tin box containing the pastries on the table to shake.

He really didn't understand why, since Chao Ying and Hua Lin had both become successful, they couldn't take care of their younger brother who shared the same Zhuang family blood as them.

In his heart, they were all part of the Zhuang family. The boss had completely cut off contact with them, so why was Hualin following the boss's example? He was truly heartless.

They're all heartless. I should have just sent her to the countryside when she was born.

As Zhuang Adie spoke, he became more and more agitated. He stood up and pointed at Hua Lin. "You, you, isn't Zhenbei your nephew? Only Tu Nan and Xiao Ting are your nephews? You can't side with outsiders! Are you even a member of the Zhuang family anymore?"

Hua Lin sneered a few times, watching his parents' mouths filled with nothing but Zhuang family members, all saying things that were biased and eager to please the Americans.

“This is no longer my home. I shouldn’t have been persuaded by your words to volunteer to go to the countryside in your province and give up this spot in the machinery factory to Ganmei. Now, the Pengfei who can’t come back is no longer mine.”

Grandma Zhuang looked at her daughter, whom she hadn't seen for seven years. Now that Pengfei had been admitted to university, he could be considered successful. "Hua Lin, you speak with such confidence now that Pengfei has been admitted to university. Are you blaming us?"

Grandma Zhuang never expected Hualin to become so outspoken and dare to talk back.

Grandpa Zhuang snorted and sat down in his chair, thinking to himself that his children were all troublemakers who came here specifically to annoy the old couple.

“Let your brother go to your province, leaving you, a girl, behind. If you marry Xiang Dong, you'll be part of the Xiang family. When we get old, who will take care of your mother and me?”

"Ultimately, it's because sons are more important than daughters. Mom and Dad, can we get Pengfei registered in the household?"

Hua Lin's eyes were slightly red, and she tightly gripped the hem of her clothes. She had completely lost hope in her parents. Now, all she hoped for was to get Pengfei's household registration done as soon as possible so that her son could have a better future.

Upon hearing this, Grandpa Zhuang placed his fan on the table.

"What are you talking about? We are Pengfei's maternal grandparents. How could we not register his household? What do you take us for? We're just discussing this with you. Zhenbei is such a good kid. Is it wrong to send him to your older brother's house for tutoring?"

Zhenbei sat on the edge of the bed, and the thought of his uncle's appearance made him feel terrified.

My uncle was so strong that he could easily lift my father up; I was skinny with small arms and legs, how could I be a match for him?

If I were really sent to my uncle's house to stay, I'm afraid I might live to stay, but I might not make it back. Once I'm there, I won't have a good life, and I might have to live in fear every day.

Even if his grandparents could force him to go, he wouldn't want to go, and he wouldn't dare to go.

Their family and their uncle's family had such a bad falling out before, their relationship had long since reached a freezing point, how could their grandparents still have the nerve to bring it up? They have no shame, but they still have some self-respect.

"Grandpa, I don't want to go. Hurry up and get Auntie's household registration book. Pengfei's household registration is more important than my going to Uncle's house."

Father Zhuang looked at his beloved grandson with disappointment. He was doing all this for Zhenbei's future, so why couldn't this child understand?

“Zhenbei, you’re still young. Don’t interrupt when adults are talking. Hualin, how come you’ve become just as heartless as your older brother and sister-in-law?”

Zhenbei pouted, picked up a slice of watermelon, took a big bite, exchanged a glance with Pengfei, and then guiltily drifted to the other side.

When Pengfei heard his maternal grandfather speaking ill of his mother, as well as his maternal uncle and aunt, he jumped up.

When he and Xiaoting were in their senior year of high school, their aunt and uncle wouldn't let them do any work.

My aunt and uncle take turns getting up early, going to the market to buy groceries around 5 a.m., and then they rush back to cook breakfast for them. They also cook different dishes for lunch and dinner every day, all to help them prepare for the college entrance exam.

The clothes were always washed clean, and my eldest uncle would take the initiative to do all the housework, never letting them interfere.

His aunt ordered milk for him and Xiaoting as soon as he arrived. No matter what he bought, he would make sure that Xiaoting and Tunan had it too.

He wouldn't allow anyone to speak ill of his wonderful aunt and uncle.

No one can.

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