Siheyuan: How the Little People Live

"Wenjing, clean up the table first. I want to talk to mom."

Uncle Zhang Liguo first said something to his wife behind him, then turned around and looked at the ferocious mother in front of him.

"Mom, are Lijun and I still your sons? In your eyes, is there only Limin, and not Lijun and me?"

However, grandmother Liu Xiaocui is not a simple person. Although she felt that her honest eldest son had some changes, she did not think of anything bad. Seeing her daughter-in-law cleaning the dishes in front of her, she wanted to kick her again, but she did not expect that this time her son took a step forward and stood in front of her.

The kick landed directly on the leg of her eldest son. Seeing that her plan had failed, Grandma Liu Xiaocui slapped her uncle in the face.

"What do you mean? Are you still going to rebel? Are you bullying your mother because she is too old and doesn't dare to hit you?"

A red slap mark immediately appeared on my uncle's face. My aunt Ji Wenjing was also scared. She stood behind her husband, holding his arm, and looked at him with some worry.

"Mom, I hope you won't be so unreasonable, okay?"

"What? You little bastard, what did you say? Your mom is being unreasonable? Well, I want to see what you want to say today. I'll ask your dad to come and argue with you. I, an old woman, just can't win the argument with you."

Grandma Liu Xiaocui never expected that her honest eldest son had become a different person and dared to say that she was being unreasonable in front of her. You know, even her husband didn't dare to say that she was being unreasonable in front of her.

Today I must ask his father to come and teach him a lesson. He is really out of control. Not only does he want to take over his youngest son, but he also speaks rudely to me. They are really a bunch of ungrateful people.

"Mom, what's going on?"

The uncle who was waiting in the ancestral house saw his mother coming back and hurried over to ask what was going on.

That’s right, he had just lost face in front of his elder brother, so he couldn’t wait to find his sleeping mother and complain about his elder brother in front of her.

"Limin, you are still a good boy to me. If your mother didn't know that her eldest son actually talked back to her, she would have grown wings. It turns out that she has raised a group of ungrateful people."

"I'm back to find your father now and ask him to discipline your eldest brother."

Seeing his little son who was so well-behaved in front of him, and then thinking of his older son who just said that he was being unreasonable in front of him, there is no harm without comparison.

My aunt's face was a little pale. She didn't expect that her husband would become so strange after going out. He even dared to contradict her mother in front of everyone and said that her mother was being unreasonable.

Although everyone knew that Grandma Liu Xiaocui was being unreasonable, no one dared to say it out loud. This also led to Liu Xiaocui always thinking that what she said was the imperial decree, and anyone who dared to resist would be considered a rebellion.

"Actually, I can't explain this to you right away, aunt. We talked about it when we came back. My uncle told me that you guys are having a hard time. Grandma and grandpa's family favors my uncle's family. It would be better to just divide this family."

The corn porridge that Ye Wenwu had just eaten was kicked over by his grandmother Liu Xiaocui. Ye Wenwu saw a look of pity in his aunt's eyes and felt distressed.

Even a bowl of corn paste is distressing. You can see what the situation is like at my eldest uncle's house, not to mention my second uncle's house.

"Yes, sister-in-law, we have already discussed this matter on the way back. This matter must be resolved. We can't be the ones who do the most and suffer the most, but eat the least."

Sister-in-law Ji Wenjing frowned slightly. She came from a scholarly family in the next village. Due to the class difference, no one dared to marry her, so this was the right opportunity for her uncle.

Based on her understanding of her husband, she would not make such a decision. She looked at the three of them and looked at Ye Wenwu, probably guessing that it was her unfamiliar nephew who came up with the idea.

But it is not so easy to divide the family in the countryside, especially when the parents prefer one son. Who will do the housework after the family is divided? She doesn't believe that her parents-in-law don't know this.

However, it is good to bring up this topic. At least it can let my parents-in-law know that my eldest son and second son are not unwilling to resist. This way, my two sons will be able to live a slightly better life in the future.

On the other hand, when she heard her eldest son rebelling and saying that his mother was being unreasonable, she couldn't help herself.

Although he is honest and never cares about family affairs, he still believes that a good son is made under the rod when it comes to educating his son.

“Liguo, are you going to heaven? You actually dare to teach your mother a lesson.”

My grandfather was an old man with a long face and a thin body. His skin was dark and wrinkled. He held a wooden stick as thick as his arm in his hand. The sound arrived before he actually arrived.

When he saw his eldest son standing in front of him, he ignored his eldest son's explanation and didn't want him to explain, so he just hit his eldest son on the head with a stick.

My uncle did not dodge but took the blow head-on. Although he was honest, he was not stupid. If he proposed to divide the family property for no reason, everyone would definitely favor his parents. But if he was injured, and everyone knew the situation of his family, then they would favor him.

My uncle didn't even blink when he was hit with a stick. A stream of blood flowed from the top of his head and slid down his cheek.

"Dad, is that enough?"

Grandpa Zhang Youheng, who was originally prepared to listen, softened his heart when he saw that he had hit his son with a stick and made him bleed. He did not expect that his eldest son was not enterprising and actually asked if it was enough. This was undoubtedly a provocation to the fire he had just put out.

He was ready to beat his eldest son with a stick again, but this time the uncle did not let his father beat him. Instead, he grabbed the stick with one hand and threw it on the ground.

"Liguo you..."

Grandpa Zhang Youheng also noticed that something was wrong with his eldest son. He was not like before, not fighting back or arguing back when beaten or scolded.

"I don't know why I offended my mother. We were having lunch and she kicked our table over last time."

"I don't know why the bully didn't listen to my explanation and just hit me with a stick. Do you think I really wouldn't fight back or say anything back?"

"I really don't know whether I am your son or not. Is there any family like us in Zhangjiazhuang?"

My uncle didn't even wipe the blood from his forehead, his empty eyes told my story.