My delicate husband

Zhu Ni, the bricklayer, had not been back to Yunmeng County for a long time. He thought he would never come back in this life.

Yunmeng County has not changed much in the past ten years. When Zhu the bricklayer stood in front of the Zhu family's old house again, his mood was completely different.

The Zhu family's old house is no different from what I remember, except that the vermilion gate is a little dim and shows signs of time. After all, this house is more than 20 years old.

Zhu Ni, the bricklayer, hesitated for a long time before knocking on the door. The doorman opened it, revealing a familiar face. It had been ten years since he last saw Uncle Dashan. He had white hair on his temples and his back was a little hunched.

"Is the young master back? The master has been talking about you all the time, and the mistress is crying her eyes out. I'll go and inform them right away. The master and mistress will definitely be very happy."

"Then I'll have to trouble Uncle Dashan."

"No trouble, no trouble."

Uncle Dashan ran quite fast and his figure disappeared in a moment.

"Brother Zhu, I'm sorry. Without me, you wouldn't have suffered so much these years."

"Zhitong, I don't regret my original choice."

"Ziyi, I've been content for so many years. Although I know you've never been moved by me and only treat me as your sister, you've really taken good care of us. You don't owe me anything. If possible, I really hope you can pursue your own happiness. I'm really happy that you're willing to come home."

"You are not in good health, so talk less."

But after a while, a group of people came. Zhu the bricklayer did not expect that except for the eldest brother, the other brothers were all at home. He was still a little confused when he suddenly saw so many family members, and just stared at them in a daze.

"You unfilial son, you still remember to come back. Why didn't you die outside?"

"My son, you have suffered so much over the years. How could you be so cruel? You haven't come back to see me for ten years."

"Brother, is it worth it for a man?"

Everyone in the Zhu family had tears in their eyes. Old man Zhu already had a head full of white hair, and old lady Zhu had also aged a lot. Zhu the bricklayer remembered that his mother used to love beauty the most, but when his mother had no makeup on her face, her wrinkles were clearly visible.

Zhu Ni, the bricklayer, saw that his family had aged over the years, especially his parents. He felt very guilty and knelt down at the door.

"Father, mother, brother, sister-in-law, it is Ziyi who is unfilial and has caused you to worry."

Old Lady Zhu couldn't bear to see her youngest son, whom she hadn't seen for many years, kneeling down. She had raised him in the palm of her hand. Her son had always been willful and had never been so well-behaved. Seeing her son's humble appearance, Old Lady Zhu felt as if a piece of her heart was being cut out and it hurt.

"Why don't you help your little brother in? Let's talk in the hall. Kneeling at the door is a joke."

Old Master Zhu is tough on the outside but soft on the inside. Among all his sons, the one he loves and cares about the most is Zhu Ziyi.

"Zhitong is back too. Second daughter-in-law, take Zhitong to the backyard to rest. Ah, take these two children to the backyard as well. Yier, go to the hall to talk."

It is said that no one knows a child better than his mother. As soon as Old Lady Zhu took one look at the two children, she knew that they were not her sons. It seemed that her youngest son had not had a good life in recent years. He must have suffered a great injustice when he came back this time.

The group walked through the gate and into a spacious courtyard, paved with smooth bluestone and surrounded by exquisite corridors, pavilions, and towers. Zhu Ma looked around and saw that the layout was exactly the same when he left home ten years ago. It hadn't changed at all.

Soon they arrived at the main hall, which was luxuriously furnished with antiques, calligraphy, and paintings. In the middle of the hall stood a large mahogany eight-immortal table, paired with exquisitely carved chairs.

Zhu Ni, the bricklayer, remembered that when he was a child he loved the carved chair so much that he carved his name on it and forbade anyone to sit on it. Looking at it now, the traces of that time are still there, but the objects and people have changed.

Everyone took their seats one by one, and the chair with his name engraved on it became empty. Zhu the bricklayer's eyes were filled with tears. He felt so sorry for his family.

"Evil boy, why are you still standing? Why don't you take a seat?"

More than ten years later, Zhu the bricklayer sat on this chair again, a chair that belonged only to him.

"Yier, do you still blame us for breaking you up? Back then, you made a bet with your father. You believed in your relationship. You were sure that no matter what happened, he wouldn't watch you get married and would definitely take you away. Now more than ten years have passed. Do you see clearly and regret it?"

"Father, I have no regrets. We loved each other at that time. No matter what happens, I have no regrets."

"Then why did you go home today? Remember what you said when you left home."

Zhu the bricklayer knelt in front of Mr. Zhu again, his face full of tears.

"Dad, I remember that the fire was indeed caused by my own will. Zhitong also injured herself because of helping me. I have been atonement for these years, but it was fate that let me meet him again. I really can't let him go, but Dad, he doesn't want me anymore. He doesn't love me anymore."

"You, have you ever thought about me and your mother during that fire? We raised you for so many years and treated you like our lifeblood. You have several brothers at home, and none of them gave in to you and spoiled you. You really disappointed us. In ten years, you haven't come back once.

Do you really think you escaped on your own? We were soft-hearted. You were willing to die for him, so your mother and I had no choice but to compromise. But you really didn't care about us at all. You didn't even want to live at the beginning. You really have the heart to let us send your son away.

Zhu the bricklayer cried quietly, and Mrs. Zhu also kept crying. Mr. Zhu was comforting them, he was really mad at this evil son.

If he never came back, Mr. Zhu could still comfort himself that at least his children were living well. But the way he is now really makes people angry and distressed.

"Son, haven't you had a hard time these past ten years?"

"Mom, no, it's pretty good in Lotus Village. The village chief is very kind to me, and everyone in the village wants me to build their own house."

"What about those two children? They're not yours, are they?"

"That was Zhitong's distant cousin's child, very obedient and sensible. At the time, I thought that this would be my lifelong relationship with her. She was in poor health, and she loved children very much. Coincidentally, her distant cousin passed away, leaving behind two children, so I adopted them as compensation for her."

"Did you consummate your marriage with her?"

"Mom, how could that be? I treat her as my own sister."

"You just can't let go of that person, right? If you knew it would end like this, you would have agreed to it."

"Mom, he and I are not meant to be. Mom, why do I have to meet him even though I've already accepted my fate? Why do I have to meet him again? He doesn't like me anymore, he doesn't like me at all. He's very bad to me, not at all. Mom, tell me why."

Zhu the bricklayer fainted from crying in Mrs. Zhu's arms.

"Go to sleep, son. Everything will pass. Your family will be with you."

Old Lady Zhu touched Zhu the bricklayer's head. Her son had finally returned, feeling very aggrieved. But he was still the same as before, only returning home when he felt aggrieved.

Zhu Ni, the bricklayer, woke up in his own yard. He opened his eyes and almost thought he was back to ten years ago. Looking at his rough fingers, he realized that he had returned yesterday. Time flew by.

Zhu Ni, the bricklayer, went to the back garden of the house according to his memory. Whenever he was in a bad mood, he liked to stay here and stay for the whole day.

There was no change in the back garden. The rockery and pond were arranged in an orderly manner, and the exotic flowers and plants were vying for beauty. The small pavilion he liked was still there, but there were more koi in the pond, and his favorite koi was gone.

Everything seems to be the same, yet everything seems to have changed.

"Yier, mother knew you were here."

"Mother, I'm sorry for making you worry."

"From childhood to adulthood, you're the most willful among all of you brothers. I'm used to it. It must be painful to get your ears pierced, right?"

"It doesn't hurt, Mom."

"Although you are a boy, you have been spoiled since childhood. Whenever you get hurt, you cry in front of me. How could I not know that you are in pain?"

"Mom, I really love him so much. Even if he treats me badly and humiliates me, I still love him. Mom, what should I do? Only when I see him do I feel alive."

"It's okay. My son has never been a coward. If you like her, go for it. Your father, brothers, and sisters-in-law all support you."

"But he doesn't want me. He doesn't want me anymore. I tried pursuing him, but he hated me."

"Yier, how about we make another bet? If he comes within three months, we'll agree to your relationship. If he doesn't come, son, you'll slowly learn to let it go, okay?"

"Mom, please give me half a year, okay? Please."

"Then half a year."