Restarting 16 Years Old, the Champion is Tiger and Tea

Wen Xin sneered and looked at Wen Chenglin:

"Uncle, just because she is my grandmother, I have been very careful. If someone else bullies my mother like this, I will scratch her face and beat her until she is left with a tear."

"I'm going to make this clear today. From now on, if anyone dares to bully my mom, I'll fight him to the death."

Wen Xin turned around and glanced at the people at the table with a resolute look.

"Having said that, I will make one thing clear for my mother today. My grandmother and my mother are obviously not compatible. From now on, my mother can serve my grandfather, but she will never serve my grandmother."

"No one can use filial piety to pressure her. She is the one who cannot be pressured. Everyone present here knows this very well. If you continue to pretend to be deaf and dumb and help bully my mother, you are a person without conscience."

Wen Chenglin was embarrassed and opened his mouth to say something, but Zhao Qiufang pulled him back: "Stop talking, you still think it's not messy enough."

Wen Chenglin stopped talking in dismay.

Wen Xin glanced at the dark faces of Wen Chenglin and Zhao Qiufang, knowing that he had offended them a lot today, both openly and secretly.

But so what?

My mother and I have done so much, but we haven't received a clear word from them at the critical moment. They just want to smooth things over all day long. Why should I be polite?

It seems that in my previous life, I didn't get involved in these messy housework, so I lacked experience, or I underestimated the human nature involved in housework.

Seeing that grandma was about to jump up again, Wen Xin gave her a sinister look and the old lady's heart shuddered.

"Grandma, when you are old, if you really feel sorry for your uncle and don't want to live with them and burden them, then let my parents separate and you live with my dad."

"My mom will follow me then, so that the two people you hate the most will not be around, and you will feel comfortable. As for whether my dad is comfortable or not, it doesn't matter, you don't care anyway."

Since I've already offended him, I might as well give him another blow and bring all the things that have been covered up into the open.

It sounds harsh, but it's the truth.

Wen Xin ignored the furious grandmother and the people with different expressions, turned back to the house and took out his and Li Yan's backpacks.

She walked to the table and bowed solemnly to her grandfather.

"Grandpa, thank you for speaking up for my mom today. My mom and I will always remember your kindness."

"I will return to Beijing with my mother and settle down there. I will take you to see Tiananmen Square and the Great Hall of the People. I am willing to take care of you in your old age, but only you, not anyone else."

Wen Xin felt very childish when she said this. But the more she said this, the more she looked like a 17-year-old girl, right?

Her performance earlier today was a little too sharp and logical, so she pretended to be a child to make up for it.

Besides, you can remind others that you are just a child, and no matter how extreme your words are, they will be easily forgiven.

Being able to vent without restraint without having to take on too much responsibility is a privilege that children should not waste.

Grandpa stood up and patted Wen Xin's shoulder helplessly: "Good boy, your grandma is old and confused, don't be angry."

Wen Xin's eyes were sore and he hugged his grandfather gently.

"Goodbye, Grandpa."

"Tsk, going to Beijing, do you think you can go there just because you want to?" Grandma was slapped in the face and was so angry that her teeth were itching, but she was still trying hard to make amends.

"Grandma, don't worry. Even if we go out to beg for food, it's better than being bullied by you, my wicked mother-in-law."

After that, she handed the backpack to Li Yan: "Mom, let's go, I can't stay here for a moment, let's go home."

Li Yan took the backpack, looked at his grandfather and nodded: "Dad, we are leaving first, take care of yourself."

After saying that, the others turned around and walked out without even a glance.

Wen Chenglin and Zhao Qiufang looked at each other with complicated expressions. This honest and docile sister-in-law was really angry.

"Let's go, out of this door..."

Grandma was about to jump up again, but was frightened by Grandpa's roar: "Shut up, you old fool. You are disrespectful to your elders. You have messed up our good family like this."

Grandpa patted Wen Chengzhi on the back of his head:

"You are such a blockhead, what are you still doing here? Why don't you just let them go on their own? Xinxin said nothing wrong about you."

Wen Chengzhi's face turned red, and he stammered, "I'm leaving," then stood up and chased after him.

Grandpa snorted coldly, stood up and said to Wen Chenglin:

"Boss, have a good talk with your mother. You all know why she favors you two. In this world, there is no such thing as having the best of both worlds."

"You two are both government officials and you know everything. Don't let the children laugh at you. You all listened to what Xinxin said. Which of her words made sense? Kids nowadays are very smart."

Wen Chenglin and Zhao Qiufang blushed and nodded in agreement.

Grandpa didn't even look at grandma. He held Wen Xichen's hand and walked into the inner room, feeling desolate in his heart.

Alas, I really don't want to say a word to this old woman. I've been talking to her for a lifetime, but I still can't make her muddled brain clear.

Marrying an unvirtuous wife...

Grandma looked at the empty table and listened to what the eldest couple said. Her cloudy eyes gradually became confused.

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Wen Chengzhi rode his bicycle hard and soon caught up with the mother and daughter. He called her "wife" awkwardly, but did not get even a glance from Li Yan.

He stole a glance at his daughter again. Her face was tense and she looked at the road ahead with indifference. She simply ignored him.

He raised one hand to touch the back of his head which still felt a little painful, and thought of the scolding from his father. He suddenly felt like a failure.

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After returning home, Wen Chengzhi hurried to the decoration site and came back very late, covered in dirt.

There was a bowl of food and two steamed buns on the table.

The mother and daughter were in Wen Xin's room, one doing handicrafts and the other studying, and neither of them even glanced at him.

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Machinery factory dormitory.

After brushing her teeth, Zhao Qiufang walked into Wen Xichen's room and said, "Xiaochen, I have to go to my grandma's place tomorrow. Are you still going to your second uncle's house?"

Wen Xichen raised his head from the picture magazine and looked at Zhao Qiufang as if she were a monster, which made her very anxious.

"I'm asking you a question, why are you looking at me like that?"

"Mom, do you think I have the nerve to eat the food cooked by my aunt and let Wen Xin tutor me? If you want to go, go ahead. I don't have the face to do that anyway."

Zhao Qiufang looked embarrassed: "Your father and I didn't dare to say much because we were afraid that your grandmother would be angry."

Wen Xichen rolled his eyes: "Tsk, you are kidding me, you are afraid that my grandma will be angry. When my grandma was at our house, you kept saying that, my grandma is so powerful but she is afraid of you, and you don't dare to say anything more?"

Zhao Qiufang was speechless. She glared at her son and turned away.

She suddenly remembered what her father-in-law said yesterday: "...Don't let the children laugh at you...Children nowadays are very smart."

Wen Xichen threw away the picture magazine, turned off the lights and went to sleep in a depressed mood.

In fact, he is not very smart. He just thinks about the simplest principles of life.

He really felt that it was inappropriate for him to receive help from others but stand aside and do nothing to help when others needed help.

On the other side, Wen Chenglin listened to what Zhao Qiufang said and silently put down the newspaper in his hand.

It's really embarrassing. I'm in my forties, but my little thoughts are seen through by two teenagers.

"My second brother's family is renovating their storefront these days. See if you can help them. Please lend a hand."

Zhao Qiufang spoke softly and Wen Chenglin nodded.

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