Old Master Zhang found out not long after about his own son sending his granddaughter-in-law to Qiqi Hospital. Even though the root cause of this event wasn’t Zhang Zhentian, he shifted all the bla onto his son. He felt that ever since his son and daughter-in-law moved back into the house, everything started to change. Everyone seed different from how they used to be—so lived in constant fear, dreading any upheaval in the family, while others seed overly happy and carefree. She truly didn’t know what to do anymore. But now it had all co to this—what was the reason behind everything?
Zhang Zhentian had known from the beginning that if there were any financial problems or dostic conflicts after his return to this household, his father would surely pin every ounce of bla on him without rcy. Every consequence was a result of his own actions, but who was there to resent or bla? Now he finally understood that none of this was as simple as he’d thought. Not long after, his father arranged to et him, resolved to pile all the responsibility onto him. There was no way for him to argue back; he could only silently bear this unforeseen burden, take it upon himself, shoulder it alone. He had no way out, and no one he could confide in about his struggles.
"Zhentian, I must admit, having you back in this house as your father made very happy, truly delighted. At least you were willing to stay here for us. But now, the outco of your return has thrown this house into chaos. Everything is a ss. Do you think this kind of life is what either of us wanted? All I ever wanted was for everyone in this house to live happily and peacefully. But think about it—since you ca back, what has beco of this family? It’s no longer a ho. It’s disorganized and ssy."
"I’m not here today to tell you to leave this house imdiately. I just hope you and your wife can take so ti to really think things through—figure out what needs to be done to bring peace back to this household. I want this family to stop being hurt by anyone or anything, so everyone can live steadily and peacefully."
"Dad, are you saying that everything happening today is because we ca back? So now you want to place all the bla on us, make us bear the pressure of public opinion? Have you ever considered that your actions, while protecting what you call your family, are pushing your own son onto the edge of disaster? What do you even see as? We begged and pleaded, desperate for your forgiveness so we could move back in. I won’t deny that since I returned, a lot of things have happened in this household—things that were inevitable. After all, for so many years, we haven’t lived here with you. How could we instantly blend in after our return? We need ti to adapt, and so do all of you. But why, as soon as problems arise, do you pile all the bla onto us? Have you already decided we’re just scapegoats to be vilified at your convenience?"
"You’re my father. You should understand how proud I am, both in my actions and my character. I’ve never felt subject to anyone’s whims or judgnts. Yet now, you, my own father, are pinning all this bla on —what can I even say? I have no way to change things. No way to argue back. All of this is sothing I must bear alone. Do you know how much I longed for, yearned for, the chance to return to this household? How shalessly I begged for your forgiveness, hoping you’d allow to co back? Now that I’m here, what’s the outco? None of you trust . All of you think I returned only to seek personal gain from this family."
"Is it because, back when I left, I abandoned the family’s interests during its most challenging tis? That’s why you believe my return now must be driven by greed for this family’s possessions? If I were after profits, I could’ve easily built my own company from scratch outside. That wouldn’t have been an issue at all. All I wanted was to stay by your sides—to be near you."
"I truly hope that one day, you won’t misinterpret anymore. That you’ll stop thinking my return has so ulterior motive. I simply wished to co back—to blend in here, to be part of this family, to let you all know how much we genuinely care for you and miss you. I hoped we could express how deeply we’ve longed for this ho over the years. But now, at every turn, things have devolved into this nightmare. It terrifies . I can’t believe this is what my ho has beco. I can’t believe this is the outco I desired the most. I’ve tried so hard, only to end up with this. For what? Is my effort truly going to amount to nothing?"
"Now you co to , talking about your efforts being wasted. Now you speak of simply wanting to live with us in this house. But have you ever considered the pain and damage your previous actions brought to every mber of this family? These old wounds—I truly don’t want to keep bringing them up again and again. But your actions have made it impossible for to forget. Now, my granddaughter-in-law lies in the hospital, suffering from depression without rhy or reason. If it weren’t for you returning, how would I have neglected her? How could my grandson’s wife end up in the hospital, in this manic state of insanity?"
"Can’t you think about the consequences of every single thing you’ve done? You’ve entered other people’s lives without consideration—do you think it hasn’t changed them? Do you believe your interference hasn’t affected those people’s lives in any way? They aren’t saints; they can’t endlessly endure suffering and keep waiting naively. They only know how painful life has been for them, again and again. Now things have escalated to this point, with no resolution in sight. Take a hard look and figure out what needs to be done. If sothing like this happens again, I won’t hesitate to kick you out of this house. You’ve disappointed , and I can accept whatever you do to —I don’t care. But you cannot harm my family!"
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