Father-in-Law 05

"Who are you?" The woman looked somewhat confused.

"The child who hit your kid is my grandson." Fang Zhiyi wore an expression of embarrassment. "As you can see, I don't even dare stay at home most of the time. After all, an old useless thing like me just eats without working..."

The woman, upon hearing this was the grandfather of the child, initially felt a surge of anger, but after listening to his words, a sense of sympathy welled up inside her.

"Uncle, it's alright, don't worry about it. That man... is your son-in-law?"

Fang Zhiyi nodded.

"He..."

Fang Zhiyi gave a bitter smile: "There's nothing I can do about it. I'm truly sorry."

The woman quickly stopped him: "Uncle, you're a reasonable person, I can see that. I can't take this money. All I wanted in the first place was an apology from them, but I never expected..."

She looked at Fang Zhiyi and seemed to understand why that man had been so unreasonable earlier.

What kind of a decent person could it be, who would even drive his own father-in-law out of the house?

She ended up comforting Fang Zhiyi for a few moments before hurrying off, resolved in her heart to never have anything to do with this family again.

"Take the money, buy the child something to eat." Fang Zhiyi chased after her and tried to stuff the money into her hand. The woman insisted on refusing, but her favorable impression of Fang Zhiyi increased considerably. What a pity, this old man is truly pitiful.

Watching the woman leave, Fang Zhiyi immediately put his hands behind his back and continued upstairs. Opening the door, he saw Chen Cai in the middle of instilling the idea that "you can't lose a fight" into his son. Chen Cai, seeing him, immediately greeted him: "Old brother, back so early today?"

Fang Zhiyi smiled. Of course, if I didn't come back early, how could I have caught this show?

"Oh, what's all this about?"

Although Fang Zhiyi had changed, Chen Xiaoqun was still a bit afraid of this old-fashioned stickler.

Chen Cai, however, animatedly recounted the earlier events, even managing to frame his own unreasonable behavior as being exceptionally eloquent.

Fang Zhiyi secretly gave Chen Xiaoqun a thumbs up. Seeing that his grandfather actually thought he had done the right thing, Chen Xiaoqun couldn't help but puff out his chest with pride.

For dinner, Fang Zhiyi still didn't cook, even proactively letting Chen Cai choose the dishes, which Chen Cai thought was just fine.

"I told Xiaoqun's school teacher that he won't be doing homework anymore." Fang Yunyun, returning home from work, looked tired. Besides working, she also had to manage the child. The teacher seemed to have noticed she was the one handling things now, so any issues were brought to her, especially the daily problem of Chen Xiaoqun not finishing his homework, which gave her a headache.

Fortunately, her thinking aligned with Chen Cai's: they believed homework wasn't that important either way.

What was rare was that Fang Zhiyi didn't object either, but this made Fang Yunyun feel even worse inside. So, he does know what makes a child happy. When I was little, he was deliberately so strict on purpose, all because he didn't love me!

During the meal, Chen Xiaoqun picked at his food, but the table was unusually quiet. Fang Zhiyi deliberately sat a bit farther away to avoid getting splashed with oil. He didn't stop Chen Xiaoqun's picky eating; on the contrary, while Chen Cai was drinking, he stood up and served Chen Xiaoqun several pieces of braised pork.

"Eat! Eat more meat to build strength!"

Chen Xiaoqun smiled until his eyes narrowed into slits.

Grandpa is so good. I wish he could stay like this forever.

The next day, Fang Zhiyi, for once, didn't go out. Because it was the weekend, Chen Xiaoqun slept in naturally and didn't have to do homework either. He was quite happy. After casually eating some snacks for breakfast, Chen Xiaoqun began his day of play.

As his courage grew, his movements became rougher. By accident, he knocked his grandfather's often-used stainless steel teacup onto the floor. Picking it up, he found the rim was dented.

When he looked up, Fang Zhiyi was standing right in front of him.

"Grandpa... I..." Having caused trouble, Chen Xiaoqun started searching for excuses in his mind.

Fang Zhiyi snatched the cup over, examined it carefully, glanced at the nervous Chen Xiaoqun, and suddenly praised him: "Impressive! You've got quite some strength! Do it again for Grandpa to see!"

Chen Xiaoqun was somewhat incredulous, but seeing his grandfather's encouraging look, he took the cup and slammed it down again just like before. Another part of the rim caved in.

Fang Zhiyi picked it up, looked it over, and gave a thumbs up: "Not bad!"

Chen Xiaoqun grinned.

The noise woke up Fang Yunyun and her husband, who were sleeping in. Coming out and seeing the smiling grandfather and grandson pair, Chen Cai was very satisfied and decided to take his wife on a countryside outing today to find some inspiration.

Who would have thought that upon hearing they were going out to have fun, Chen Xiaoqun would also throw a tantrum, demanding to go along. In the past, because he had homework and extra classes, Fang Zhiyi would always persuade him not to go. But now he knew Grandpa was on his side, so his courage instantly grew considerably.

"I want to go too! I want to go too!"

Chen Cai, looking at his crying and fussing son, felt inexplicably annoyed. Taking this little rascal along would surely ruin his and his wife's alone time. He looked to Fang Zhiyi for help, but Fang Zhiyi "happened" to be bending over looking for something, paying no attention at all.

"Alright, you can come with us." Fang Yunyun still had her son in her heart.

"Great!" Chen Xiaoqun cheered. Fang Zhiyi straightened up at that moment and praised him a few more times.

Chen Cai, reluctantly, took his wife and son out the door, while Fang Zhiyi went downstairs to stroll around the residential complex.

The couple rarely took their child out, so they were inevitably unprepared. Especially since Chen Xiaoqun kept wanting snacks one moment and needing the bathroom the next, leaving them flustered.

Finally arriving at their spot, Chen Cai had just sat down on a simple chair, ready to look at the beautiful scenery before him and compose a couple of lines of dubious poetry, when he heard his son's cheers behind him.

He frowned. Wasn't this disrupting his creative train of thought?

Fortunately, Fang Yunyun was by his side holding his hand. He was satisfied and began to conceive his "art" again.

"Look, darling, this sunflower field, these white clouds, this big tree... I feel my inspiration bursting forth!" As soon as the words left his mouth, he saw his son, in the midst of this beautiful scenery, dropping his pants to pee. Instantly, all artistic atmosphere vanished.

"What are you doing?!"

Chen Xiaoqun flinched, turned around, and saw his dad. He wasn't sure—was Dad yelling at him? He had never yelled at him before.

"Why so loud?" Fang Yunyun was also surprised.

Chen Cai realized he might have been too agitated and said with an awkward laugh, "I was afraid he wouldn't hear me if I spoke softly." He then waved at his son, "It's fine, go play!"

Only then did Chen Xiaoqun relax, finish peeing, and continue running wild.

"Someday, I want to buy a house just like this, with sunflowers planted all around the entrance. How beautiful." He gestured, describing his dream to Fang Yunyun, who also immersed herself happily in the pie he was painting in the sky.

"By the way, didn't Old Brother say before that he was going to transfer the property title to you?"

"That's right."

"You know what, instead of transferring it to you—since everything we have will be our son's anyway—let's just transfer it directly to our son."

"Whatever you say!"

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