inspire-indiana Chapter 639 A Master of Provocation
Chapter 639 A Master of Provocation
At this point, Du Mingxian deliberately covered her mouth with her hand, "Oh, I know, Dad, could my cousin be your and Aunt's daughter?"
She covered her mouth with her hand, but the sound was still quite loud. People nearby were watching the spectacle and heard it very clearly, and gossip immediately spread.
The Du family is in real trouble.
Du Youtian frowned. "What nonsense are you talking about? How old was I when your aunt came into the family?"
"Huh? Does that have anything to do with it? I'm only a few months younger than my cousin."
Du Youtian said with a long face, "Don't talk nonsense here. There's nothing between me and your aunt."
"Alright, alright, you have nothing but a daughter."
"Du Mingxian".
Seeing that Du Youtian was angry, Du Mingxian also put away her smile and stared at him very seriously, asking the question she had wanted to ask for several lifetimes.
"Father, since you have no relation to my aunt and my cousin isn't your child, then why do you give good things to my cousin but not to me? Does that mean I'm not your biological daughter? So I'm not a member of the Du family?"
"No, of course you are my biological child."
Du Mingxian asked again, "Then why do you only like your cousin's niece and not me, your own daughter? Before, when you earned some money to buy food, your cousin and the others had it, but I didn't."
"I...I..." Du Youtian was speechless. His mind was a mess, and he couldn't remember buying anything for his daughter. It seemed like he really hadn't bought anything.
Seeing Du Youtian's expression, Du Mingxian remained remarkably calm. "Fine, you're still my father no matter what. I can forgive you for not caring about me before, but this time you have to listen to me."
"Okay, Dad will listen to you."
"You can't just let it go like this, since Grandpa and Grandma kicked you out like that. They have some good things, and if you don't get them, they'll all end up benefiting Uncle."
Du Youtian hadn't thought about it before, but his daughter made a good point earlier: when had the front door ever been so tightly closed, even in broad daylight? It was always half-open or fully open.
He just left, and Mother closed the door. There must be something fishy going on. Mother wouldn't be so nervous to close the door if there wasn't something good inside.
My older brother must have gotten all those good things, otherwise... this wouldn't have happened.
The more Du Youtian thought about it, the more dissatisfied he became.
"Don't worry, I will definitely fight for what I deserve. If your grandparents don't give it to me, this is definitely not going to work."
Du Mingxian looked at him with disbelief, "Dad, you usually don't even dare to speak loudly to Grandpa and Grandma, yet you dare to settle accounts with them? I just don't believe it."
"However, I have already reminded you of what I needed to remind you, so you must remember it."
"Okay, I understand, I understand."
"Let's go. Grandma doesn't like us much, she's afraid we'll take advantage of her. We'd better leave quickly, or she might accuse us of stealing."
Du Youtian led them to the thatched hut where he was now living.
It's very simple. This house used to belong to a lame hunter. He was a bachelor, and he lived in a large thatched hut with a bed on one side and a stove on the other. He ate and slept in this one room. There was a simple outhouse behind the house.
There was only a small flat area in front of the door, which hunters used to use to dry their clothes.
Nowadays... Du Youtian is somewhat more diligent. He has tidied up the land in front of him and built a fence to enclose the yard.
Du Mingxian went in but didn't sit down. Ling Silang followed behind her, holding the child, like an invisible person.
"This place is simple, please make do with it." After saying this, Du Youtian's gaze fell on the bag in Du Mingxian's hand.
Du Mingxian had brought the cloth bag on purpose, so that others wouldn't see what she was holding. When she saw Du Youtian looking over, she simply took the contents out.
Inside was an oil paper package.
“We don’t have anything good at home. These are the dark-colored steamed buns we eat at home. I specially packed a few of the biggest ones for you.”
This was food given to her by her third aunt at her third aunt's house when she was pregnant. She hadn't eaten any of it, but because of the space's preservation, the steamed buns hadn't spoiled. It would be a waste to throw them away, so she had to feed them to the animals. She was too busy to have time to eat them, so this was just what she needed.
Upon seeing Du Youtian, she felt that giving him two pounds of flour was a waste, and it would have been better not to give it to him at all. She had already switched the items when she reached into the bag earlier.
Du Youtian thought it was something good, but when he heard it was just a dark-colored steamed bun, he was disappointed, and his smile became forced.
"Dad, you don't like it? It's okay if you don't like it, I'll just keep it. Anyway, we're short of these things. If I hadn't come to your place today, I wouldn't have been able to get these dark-colored steamed buns."
Du Youtian had heard about the Ling family, but he was surprised. "They say even a starved camel is bigger than a horse. Doesn't your family have anything else? How did you end up like this?"
"Dad, from what you're saying, you're eating very well at home. Let me see if you have any, and if you can give me some, I'll definitely take care of you later. Anyway, you never really doted on me when I was little."
Du Youtian fell silent upon hearing Du Mingxian's last sentence, offering a dry explanation: "There's nothing good to eat at home. I was just eating dark-colored steamed buns. I thought you had something nice."
“My dear father, anything edible is good. You can’t be picky about food.” After saying that, Du Mingxian put down a few dark steamed buns. “Keep them and eat them slowly.”
"Okay." Du Youtian put it away. After all, even if it was just dark-colored steamed buns, it could last for two meals, so he didn't complain about having too much.
It was at this moment that Du Mingxian remembered there was a widow named Chen. "Father, what about the one you married later?"
"She went back to her own home."
Du Mingxian frowned. "What happened? Why did she go back to her own home? Why...why didn't you go with her?"
“I can’t go. If I go, the villagers will laugh at me for being a doorman. How can I, a grown man, be a doorman for others?”
Du Mingxian's lips twitched violently; Du Youtian truly demonstrated how stubborn one's pride can lead to suffering.
"Okay, does she come over on weekdays?"
"She can't come; she has to take care of her son and doesn't have time."
"Then the land in her house..."
“I’ll plant the seeds for her, and all she needs to do is take care of her son. She doesn’t need to worry about anything else.”
Du Mingxian was speechless. Thinking back to her past life, her mother had worked hard without complaint, but in the end, she didn't get any credit from her father. Now, her father had married a widow and had a son who wasn't his own, and he was quite concerned about her.
"Dad, Grandpa and Grandma say your youngest son isn't your biological child. What's going on?"
She blew it up; I never expected it to actually happen.
Upon hearing this, Du Youtian became anxious. "He is my child. They are just jealous that I have a son now and can't stand to see me doing well, so they said those things."
"Your mother, she..."
Du Mingxian frowned and her face darkened. Du Youtian hurriedly changed his words, "Your stepmother, your stepmother used to be a widow. There's always trouble around a widow's house. Those men were all trying to take advantage of her."
“It’s not like your stepmother is mine now. They can’t take advantage of us, so they’re just talking behind our backs. Your grandparents overheard it. Maybe they’ve always doted on me before.”
"Because of the child, they made excuses and eventually tried to kick us out, saying that the child wasn't mine. That's when we started making a scene."
"Later, your stepmother couldn't stand the abuse anymore and took the child back to her own home. I stayed at home for a while, thinking that I couldn't just leave like that, so I stole your grandmother's money."
Beautifully done.
No wonder he was kicked out; honest people can do great things too.
“Dad, that can’t be called stealing. You’re also a member of the Du family. You used to do the most work in the fields. In the winter when you had nothing to do, you would go to the county or town to find work. But Uncle doesn’t do that.”
“Uncle only goes to the fields when he’s particularly busy. When does he go to the fields on other days? Before, his family was always idle. It was just the three of us. My mother and I did the most work and ate the least. You also did the work.”
"So all the money we've saved up is our own. Even if you take it, it's our own money, not theft. The concepts are different. Don't tarnish your own reputation."
"Does Grandma's word mean everything? Can't you argue back? Anyway, she, as your mother, doesn't love you, so what if you, as her son, are unfilial? It's not a big deal."