Chapter 301: Chapter 301: Each Has Their Own Fate

Yang Zhigang left in a huff. Seeing his younger brother’s sorry state, he couldn’t help but frown and ask, “What’s going on? You’re a grown man now, why are you still so clumsy and careless…”

“It’s all…” Sun Xiangcao was about to admit fault, when Yang Zhiwei tugged at her hand, stopping her.

Yang Zhiwei just chuckled bitterly, “Haha, it was an accident. I’ll be more careful next time.”

Yang Zhiwei wasn’t doing it for Sun Xiangcao, but rather for his own pride as a man. He didn’t want the family’s ugly matters to be known to others, especially not his elder brother.

But in Sun Xiangcao’s ears, she only felt that her husband was protecting her, and her heart was filled with even more mixed emotions and regret.

She quietly thought about how to make amends and how to be good to him…

A person’s thoughts can influence emotions, and emotions can likewise affect thoughts.

When you have negative feelings towards someone, all their flaws become magnified. When you like someone, sometimes their flaws can seem like virtues from another perspective, as if filtered through a lens.

Yang Zhigang, who had been a special forces soldier, never skipped basic exercises, even after transitioning to civilian life. His senses remained sharp, and he could clearly see the subtle glances between the two of them.

His younger brother was already settled with a career, had two sons, so Yang Zhigang just said a word and then stopped talking, knowing he didn’t have the authority to control too much and risk being annoying.

Yang Zhiwei was quite seriously injured, especially his chest, where his clothes had stuck to his skin. Though the affected area was small, the treatment was inevitably painful, making him cry out in agony.

Watching Sun Xiangcao beside him burst into tears, Yang Zhigang’s lips twitched uncontrollably; he really couldn’t bear to watch. To him, it was just… haha…

This accident temporarily quieted the internal conflicts within the Yang Family’s three households. Sun Xiangcao, feeling guilty, took meticulous care of the injured Yang Zhiwei. The anger Yang Zhiwei had originally intended to express was also temporarily suppressed because of his wife’s perceptiveness.

It’s just a matter of time and circumstance when things might fall apart again.

Far away in Nanhui Village, Wang Zhaodi and Zhu Zicheng were also discussing Wang Miaomiao. They always got the news a bit late, partly because they were busy, and also because no one from the Wang Family specifically notified them.

Zhu Zicheng had left the gear factory, selling his job to someone else, and earned a considerable sum. For that era, to abandon a stable job and engage in a risky business showed that he was a man of determination, no wonder he was the original protagonist.

Because of this, he had a fallout with the Zhu Family. He had sold his job without informing the two elders of the Zhu Family and had no intention to make it easy for his siblings.

The two elders nearly fainted with anger, their hearts ached as they pounded their chests and cursed him for being unfilial.

Zhu Zicheng didn’t care; he had long since come to terms with the fact that he was the least favored in the Zhu Family. His brothers didn’t have much affection for him, so why should he care for them?

Besides, there was only one job, and he had three brothers farming at home; it’s not the scarcity but the inequality that breeds resentment. If he gave the job to any one of them, he would face their complaints, so why bother…

The couple now worked together wholeheartedly for their small family, and their business thrived, growing stronger day by day.

They had already bought a house in town, and they returned to the village less frequently. But whenever they came back, many people would visit them.

And the affairs of the Wang Family would be gossiped about by those who worked in the same factory from the village.

“Miaomiao is really lucky,” Wang Zhaodi spoke with a barely detectable hint of jealousy in her tone.

“Indeed, not everyone can have twins. It’s barely been a while since the first child, and she’s pregnant again. If she has another set of twins, that would be something… enough to make others envious…” Zhu Zicheng joked casually.

Everything sounded so jarring to the sensitive Wang Zhaodi, “Are you envious? Huh…”

Wang Zhaodi’s cold laugh reached Zhu Zicheng, making him feel uncomfortable. After all, he was just joking, but she took it seriously and embarrassed him.

His wife had always been indifferent to the Wang Family, and if it weren’t for him continuously maintaining the relationship, the two sides would have long ceased contact.

“Of course, I’m envious. Zeng Er is already so big, but he doesn’t have any siblings to play with. It’s quite lonely for him.”

He restrained himself to avoid showing anger to Wang Zhaodi. Over the years, he’d understood his wife’s temper well, having argued with her many times, with wins and losses. But what does winning a marital spat yield?

It only loses affection and hurts the child.

For the sake of peace in the family, Zhu Zicheng’s temper had become more restrained over the years.

Mentioning the child made Wang Zhaodi feel a bit sheepish.

In the countryside, the more children a family had, the better. But in all the years since their marriage, they only had Zhu Zheng, a rather meager number.

And it’s not like she couldn’t have children. She had been so busy working on their business that she unknowingly miscarried when she got pregnant.

It’s impossible not to feel regret; no family would think having too many children is a bad thing.

The child came quietly and left silently, and for the sake of the business, Wang Zhaodi didn’t heed Zhu Zicheng’s advice to rest properly after the miscarriage, likely damaging her body. Later, when she got pregnant again, she miscarried again.

This time, the couple was stunned; Zhu Zicheng developed a knot in his heart, and Wang Zhaodi deeply regretted it.

But one’s health is one’s own responsibility, and regret afterward is useless.

Their business indeed grew larger and more successful, but what they lost… was also substantial.

“Why not go to a big hospital and get a check-up to nurse your health back,” Zhu Zicheng suggested after a long pause, “If the hospitals in the city aren’t good enough, we’ll go to Beijing where there are more hospitals and better conditions.”

He didn’t blame Wang Zhaodi, though he had mentioned it more than once, and she never listened. After a while, he didn’t feel like bringing it up anymore.

But she was, after all, his wife, and whatever she did was for the family. Zhu Zicheng felt conflicted and distressed, sometimes wanting to just let go and not care about anything, but… he couldn’t…

“Beijing is indeed our destination, but there’s no rush for medical treatment. How much money do we have on hand? I wonder if it’s enough to buy a house there… Zeng Er is getting older, it would be best if he could attend middle school there…”

Wang Zhaodi had her thoughts, and she always wanted to settle in Beijing, believing that the conditions there were the best. She didn’t want her son’s starting point to lag too far behind others. If not for elementary school, then middle school had to be there.

Especially since Wang Miaomiao was there; she didn’t want the gap between her family and theirs to widen…

She had a drive inside her.

“Buying a house?” It was the first time Zhu Zicheng heard her say this, and he couldn’t help but start thinking. He was a visionary and courageous man and wouldn’t dismiss his wife’s suggestion outright.

“Yes, let’s go to Beijing…”

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