From the day Mrs. Ye decided to keep He Thian at the Ye Family’s ho, there had been no shortage of behind-the-scenes gossip.
Relatives, friends, and neighbors all thought Mrs. Ye was a "Helping-Brother Demon," neglecting her own nephew while she, rely an aunt, decided to keep him.
If He Thian had been a sensible, obedient child, it would have been fine—it was just about having an extra pair of chopsticks.
But the problem was, He Thian wasn’t.
Though the Ye Family wouldn’t promote their dostic embarrassnts, everyone had eyes and ears.
And Mr. Ye asking people to find He Thian a job wasn’t a one or two-ti occurrence.
And those acquaintances he asked, so of whom were old colleagues, overlapped with several of the family’s social circles.
So, He Thian’s unreliable and top-grade antics were already well-known around the neighborhood.
People mocked Mrs. Ye even more, and by extension felt that Mr. Ye was a fool—nearly complicating his decades-old reputation for his wife’s cousin.
He wasn’t even sharing their surna, what was Old Ye trying to do?
He had his own sons after all.
Besides, even if he had no sons, Old Ye should have brought his own nephews instead, not let an outsider luxuriate at the Ye Family’s expense!
Neighbors and friends frequently gossiped, not to ntion the relatives from Mr. Ye’s hotown.
His brothers and sisters often called Mr. Ye, lightly insinuating or sotis outright calling him foolish for supporting his wife’s family child.
His brothers even discontentedly suggested, "Second brother, since your nephew is also unemployed after finishing school, why not let him co to the Provincial City to join you?"
If people from the He Family could stay at the Ye residence, it seed absurd that his own blood relatives couldn’t benefit the sa way.
Though Mr. Ye was a good-natured man, he wasn’t without boundaries or principles.
He still rembered the ti he was laid off and tried to borrow so money from his siblings, only to be turned away.
His car wash business was barely started with the money his wife tearfully secured from her father and younger brother.
Thus, Mr. Ye agreed to keep He Thian in their ho not only because he pitied his wife but also to repay a past debt owed to the He Family!
Besides, He Thian’s situation couldn’t really be compared to his own nephews.
Mr. Ye directly told his brothers, "I’m keeping He Thian because he’s lost his dad, and the He family has no other relatives left!"
His hotown relatives wanted to send his nephew over, and Mr. Ye wouldn’t refuse, as long as those nephews were in the sa situation as He Thian.
Eldest Uncle Ye, Third Uncle Ye:... What does that an? Is Laoer cursing us?
Mr. Ye’s single comnt had his hotown relatives returning scorned, and though he didn’t fully sever the relationship, it had certainly cooled.
Eldest Uncle Ye and others, angered, spared no effort in slandering Mr. and Mrs. Ye.
Especially hearing that He Thian was unambitious and often troubled the Ye Family, the hotown relatives felt even more convinced of Mr. Ye’s foolishness.
Though they didn’t care what their hotown relatives said, being constantly ridiculed like this was suffocating, both for Mr. and Mrs. Ye.
Mrs. Ye felt the greatest pressure because He Thian was her direct nephew.
They were mocked because she insisted on keeping her nephew at ho.
After being the butt of jokes for two or three years, "He Thian" finally made sothing of himself, and at the first opportunity, he bought gifts for his aunt and uncle.
Really, Mrs. Ye found her emotions at that mont indescribable.
Was this seeing the clouds part after guarding the moonlight?
Or was it a mont to breath freely with pride?
Ha ha, Mrs. Ye’s laughter was incessant.
And Mr. Ye, returning ho from the car wash and listening to his wife’s sowhat exaggerated tales, and seeing the brand-new appliances, also shared her happiness.
Excellent, the child finally knew ambition, but more importantly, understood gratitude.
With today’s developnts, who would dare mock him behind his back now?
What?
Am I foolish? Am I confused?
Hmph, you’re certainly not foolish, not confused, sparing yourselves from caring for a relative’s child.
But you don’t get to enjoy these latest, luxurious household appliances either.
Ouch, this massage chair is truly comfortable.
Mr. Ye lay on it, contemplating blissfully while thoroughly enjoying it.
When flaunting to forr colleagues and old neighbors who ca to snoop, he even intentionally remarked, "This Xiao Tian, sotis gives more heart than my own son!"
Old neighbors... suspected you’re insinuating sothing about us, but we have no evidence.
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