"Auntie, to be honest, I’ve always thought the child was quite good. Although he doesn’t have parents, if Xiaxia marries him, she won’t have any in-laws to control her, right? And look at Brother An, though his leg isn’t good, he’s working in the town and has some land now. He’s capable of supporting a family. It’s just that the two children are still young, and I, as their mother, am worrying about this for no reason. I don’t think the two kids have thought about it at all. When Xiaxia talks to Brother An, there’s no shyness of a girl at all. I even suspect she regards him as a brother."
"That’s true, your Xiaxia is like a boy. Although she’s a bit fierce, she may be clueless about such matters. Maybe we should wait a little longer." Land Officer’s wife said, "However, you can talk to Xiaxia privately later. I really think he’s a good child, and she’ll regret missing out on him. You know how many girls would like to marry into a family without a mother-in-law."
"Auntie, you’re right. I’ll try talking to her later."
After the two women finished talking, suddenly a crying sound came from the room. They exchanged glances, hurried inside, and found Old Yang hugging Yang Dachuan while crying and shouting, "Why isn’t he? Why isn’t he? He looks so alike, why isn’t he?"
Old Yang was so distraught he couldn’t catch his breath. Yang Chuxia came out of the room, guessing that Old Yang must have drunk too much.
"Father, it seems my grandpa drank too much." Yang Chuxia looked at Ms. Wang and said, "Mother, please cut some ginger slices for my grandpa to put in his mouth."
Maybe drunk people never admit they’re drunk. For example, Old Yang, hearing Yang Chuxia say he drank too much, immediately waved his hand, "Who says I drank too much? I didn’t drink too much!" Then, after saying that, he started crying again, grabbing Yang Dachuan and refusing to let go, repeating, "Why isn’t he? Why isn’t he?"
Yang Chuxia frowned at this unusual behavior of the old man today.
"What nonsense are you talking about, why isn’t he what?" Land Officer Yang couldn’t help scolding when he saw how drunk Old Yang was. Unfortunately, the drunk man had no idea what he was saying and kept repeating the same words, "Why isn’t he? Why isn’t he?"
"Xiaxia, the ginger slices are here."
Yang Chuxia took them and moved towards Old Yang to stuff them in his mouth.
At this moment, Old Lady Hua somehow sneaked in and pushed Yang Chuxia forcefully, "You little devil, do you want to kill your grandpa by letting him eat any random things? Third, your father is drunk, why don’t you help him to the room to lie down?"
Yang Dachuan was feeling dazed from being hugged by Old Yang and didn’t realize how Old Lady Hua got in. When he heard her, he helped to support Old Yang and led him out.
After they left, Yang Dachuan and Old Lady Hua guided the drunk man back to the principal wife’s room. Old Yang still refused to let go, so Yang Dachuan stayed by his side until Old Yang fell asleep. Only then did he pull his hands away and go back to his room.
By this time, the guests from the third branch of the family had all left, leaving only the family and Ye Zi’an.
Seeing him return, Yang Chuxia put down her bowl and chopsticks, "Father, how’s Grandpa?"
"Did Grandpa say anything else?"
Yang Dachuan thought for a moment and shook his head, "He just kept saying the same thing, I don’t know what he was talking about."
Yang Chuxia didn’t continue the conversation, but she sneered inwardly. What could he say? Maybe her silently suffering grandpa thought her father wasn’t his son.