I'm back in 1990

Chapter 563: What Needs to Be Cut Off, I Will Cut Off Personally

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Given the current situation, Huang Xiaochuan had no choice but to bite the bullet and go for it!

However, being caught in the middle is really unpleasant. You have to carefully consider your words and solutions before speaking, otherwise you'll end up irritating one person or another.

Huang Xiaochuan was caught in the middle, understanding his father's clear-headedness, yet unable to disregard his mother's feelings and the bonds of family.

The thought of this source of trouble only fueled Huang Xiaochuan's growing disgust for Fan Yingrong.

Having lived two lives, Huang Xiaochuan naturally knew what his father, Huang Erhe, was thinking and what his mother, Zeng Lijuan, was thinking. The simplest solution was to have Huang Erhe divorce Fan Yingrong, but it was inappropriate to bring it up now. Their children were already so grown up. Adults make mistakes, and children shouldn't have to bear the consequences.

Moreover, if Huang Zedi finds out when he comes of age that it was his own uncle who suggested that his parents get divorced, who knows how much he will hate his uncle!

If only they had been separated before they even met, it would have been a pity that Huang Xiaochuan was in Shanghai at the time and couldn't be there for them.

Huang Xiaochuan has a major character flaw: he can't bring himself to be ruthless towards his family. He's been like this for two lifetimes, but this time he plans to change.

"Dad! I know what you're worried about. You're afraid that Fan Yingrong will turn the three of us brothers into enemies in the future! Don't worry about that. With me here, she can't cause any trouble."

Old Huang sighed: "You're young, so you probably don't know what kind of person your second sister-in-law is. Back when your second brother and sister-in-law got married, it caught us completely off guard. Tell me, is this the kind of thing a virtuous wife would do? The in-laws' families are also very important. Your eldest brother and you both found good matches, and it turns out that's true. I get along very well with both of my in-laws' families."

But what about Fan Yingrong's family? Your mother and I traveled a long way to attend the wedding, only to be treated like ordinary relatives. Just thinking about it makes me furious.

What does this show? It shows that your second brother is no good either. His parents were treated so badly by his wife's family, and he didn't dare to utter a word. I was disappointed in him at that time. Who would have thought that after Huang Zedie was born, he would change his name and surname and keep it a secret from us. Although the root of the problem lies with Fan Yingrong, I have seen through Huang Erhe. In his heart, seniority, inheritance, and morality are all nonsense. It's not as effective as his wife whining and shedding a few tears. What use is a son like that to me?

If it weren't for your uncle pleading for him, I would have expelled him from the family tree long ago.

Have you noticed something else? That couple has received so many benefits from you and your mother, has he ever expressed his gratitude? Especially Fan Yingrong, did she even say thank you once? If they knew how to be grateful, I wouldn't treat them like this.

Your elder brother and sister-in-law refused to accept this because they were content. But are Huang Erhe and his wife content? They didn't even offer a word of thanks; how can you expect them to be content?

What do you think they wanted to come to Shanghai for? They're just after your money. If you don't give it to them, they'll be the first to turn against you. And if you do give it to them? On what grounds? You're the youngest in your family, not their father who's obligated to support them for life!

Huang Xiaochuan knew that what Lao Huang said was right, but since he still had his loving mother by his side, he could only agree with Lao Huang in his heart.

As expected, Zeng Lijuan retorted: "Look at what you're saying. The three brothers have varying abilities. What's wrong with the more capable ones helping their brothers? There's a saying, 'Brothers working together can move mountains.' Even after we're gone, his two older brothers will still help him. Does Xiao Chuan really expect others to support such a large family business?"

Old Huang sneered, "You're just being wishful! Does Xiao Chuan need his two older brothers to help him? He's gotten to where he is now, what have his two older brothers done for him? On the contrary, they've benefited a lot from him. It's not that I feel sorry for Xiao Chuan, but you can't just keep fleecing one sheep, can you? You'd better give up on this idea as soon as possible."

Besides, Xiao Chuan's business has been built up entirely by outsiders! Did these people cheat him? Do you think your youngest son's fortune came from thin air? When it comes to business, your other two sons combined are not even one ten-thousandth as good as Xiao Chuan. Don't pretend to know what you're talking about and give me bad advice."

Wow! As soon as Lao Huang said that, Zeng Lijuan exploded.

"You old hag, who are you calling a know-it-all? You think you're more educated than me in this house? Back when you were sent to the construction site to break stones, who was there to share the hardships with you? If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have three sons, you wouldn't be living the life you have now. To put it bluntly, you would have been hanging on the wall long ago."

Zeng Lijuan's voice suddenly rose, which Huang Xiaochuan found very grating. Zeng Lijuan's face turned red with anger, and her chest heaved violently, as if she had suffered a great injustice. She looked around, then grabbed Lao Huang's teacup and smashed it hard on the ground.

Huang Xiaochuan was so frightened that he quickly tried to persuade his mother, "Mom! Mom! Calm down, calm down!" As he spoke, he grabbed his mother's arm, afraid that she would do something irrational again.

However, Huang Xiaochuan could also feel his mother's body trembling violently from his hands, so he quickly helped her sit down.

Old Huang wasn't much better off. His face was ashen, his lips were tightly pursed, and his eyes held anger, shock, and a hint of pain from being misunderstood.

He never expected his wife to be so uncomprehending and to bring up old grievances. He wanted to argue, but seeing the current situation, he could only suppress his anger and let out a heavy snort.

While supporting his elderly mother, Huang Xiaochuan also advised his father, "Dad, please say less!"

Upon hearing this, Zeng Lijuan assumed that her youngest son was on her side, and she immediately became more enthusiastic.

"I'm giving bad advice? I'm pretending to know what I don't? You, Mr. Huang! You're something else!"

"Put your hand on your heart and think about it. What have I ever done to wrong you in my life? I've worried myself sick for this family, for you and your sons. What have I gained? Just a harmonious family and all things going well! No matter how much of a scoundrel Huang Erhe is, he's still my flesh and blood, and Huang Zedie is my own grandson. And you, so heartless, are already scheming against me. So you think I'm just a fool?"

Huang Xiaochuan quickly intervened, saying, "Mom, what are you saying? Dad is just worried that Fan Yingrong will cause even bigger trouble in the future, which will not only implicate you and Dad, but may also damage the relationship between the three of us brothers. Dad may have spoken a bit harshly, but he is definitely not scheming against my second brother as you think."

As Huang Xiaochuan spoke, he was organizing his thoughts in his mind. Seeing the situation, he could only calm both sides down first, and then slowly persuade them.

"Mom, think about it. If Dad didn't care about you and our family, would he be so angry? He just wants the three of us brothers to get along well. He's just too concerned about that, which is why he got anxious and said some harsh words. Dad knows better than anyone what hardships you went through with him in the early years. I'm not trying to belittle him, but he doesn't even know what his own paycheck looks like. He either gives all the money he earns to you or spends it on the three of us brothers. What has he ever bought for himself? He just bought some wine, and in the end, it all ends up in our stomachs."

As Huang Xiaochuan spoke, he winked at his father, Lao Huang. Lao Huang understood his youngest son's meaning, took out a cigar, fiddled with it in his hand without saying a word, but showed no intention of lighting it.

Zeng Lijuan continued to pour out her grievances: "Care? Is that all he cares about? Pushing his own son and grandson away? Have you even considered my feelings?"

Looking at his father, who was ashen-faced, and then at his mother, who was in tears, Huang Xiaochuan felt a tightness in his chest. He was caught in the middle and felt extremely uncomfortable.

He took a deep breath, calmed himself down and thought it over. He decided that he couldn't just let things slide like this, otherwise this scene would repeat itself countless times in the future. All of this was thanks to that woman. She was really something, causing so much trouble for her whole family before she even arrived.

Huang Xiaochuan stood up and made his decision, his tone carrying an unwavering firmness.

"Mom, stop crying. Dad, calm down too. To be honest, I'm the one caught in the middle, suffering the most. I want to tell you now that I've had enough of this."

He looked at Zeng Lijuan and said, "Mom! Don't worry, I know what you mean by harmony in the family brings prosperity, and I don't want or want my brothers to turn against each other."

Then he turned to Old Huang and said, "Dad! I know what you're worried about. I know what kind of person Fan Yingrong is. I know her well. You're afraid she'll cause trouble in the family, you're afraid she'll be greedy, and you're afraid she'll alienate my second brother from us. I understand all of this."

At this point, Huang Xiaochuan paused for a moment, then continued, "But my mother is right. No matter what my second brother is like, he is still my second brother. Maowa is the most innocent one in this whole affair. We can't turn them away because of Fan Yingrong."

Old Huang gripped his cigar tightly and asked, "Then what do you suggest we do? Just let your second brother and his wife leech off you? Let them treat your mother like a fool? Let Fan Yingrong cause trouble in our family?"

Huang Xiaochuan's eyes were sharp, and his voice carried a resolute tone: "My money didn't come from thin air. How I help in the future, how much I help, and to what extent I help are all up to me. I won't be like before, giving my mother money whenever she asks or taking the initiative to do so."

He then looked at Zeng Lijuan: "Mom! It's true that you love your son and grandson, but loving them doesn't mean indulging them without limits. Without rules, there can be no order! We must set rules for my second brother and his wife. They want to come to Shanghai, fine! But what they do here, where they live, and how they make a living—all of these must be done according to the rules. They can't do whatever they want, and they can't just cry poverty and play the victim in front of you. If they can't do these things, or if they still want to try to be clever and scheme against you, Dad, and me..."

Huang Xiaochuan's eyes flashed with coldness: "Then don't blame me for disregarding brotherhood. I will personally sever ties where necessary, and they will bear the consequences themselves. Mom! Don't blame me for being ruthless. For our family to continue to be harmonious in the future, I have to be ruthless and play the villain."

Huang Xiaochuan's words clearly demonstrated his authority as the family's economic pillar and actual decision-maker to Lao Huang and Zeng Lijuan. They also showed him his bottom line and methods for dealing with his second brother's problems in the future, indicating that he would not be as soft-hearted as his elderly mother.

The living room fell silent. Zeng Lijuan had never seen her youngest son so decisive before. She couldn't even hold back her tears and just stared blankly at her son.

Old Huang saw coldness and decisiveness in his youngest son's eyes, and his anger involuntarily dissipated.

Zeng Lijuan was startled by her youngest son's words, "I will personally break what needs to be broken." She looked up at her youngest son, who seemed to have changed overnight, opened her mouth, but ultimately said nothing.

After saying these words, Huang Xiaochuan knew that this was just the beginning, and the real problems were yet to come. Soon, Huang Erhe and Fan Yingrong would arrive, and this time he would have to harden his heart and face the character flaws he had inherited from both his previous lives, and manage the family well.

That afternoon, Huang Erhe, along with Fan Yingrong and Maowa, arrived at Shanghai Railway Station. After exiting the station, they searched around for a long time but couldn't find anyone to pick them up.

Fan Yingrong complained, "Erhe, what's going on? Didn't you tell your mom when we'll arrive?"

Huang Erhe was still searching everywhere for the person who would never appear to pick him up.

"I already said it! I made it very clear. My mom even specifically told me that my brother would send a car to pick us up."

Huang Erhe simply pulled out his phone from his pocket: "Never mind, I'll just make a call first!"

Just then, the phone rang in the Huang family's living room. Zeng Lijuan guessed it was her second son calling. She wanted to answer but was afraid that her father would get angry, so she looked at him. Huang Xiaochuan was sleeping upstairs. He had stayed up all night and had been bothered by his parents all morning. He couldn't take it anymore and hadn't even eaten lunch. He had been sleeping until now and hadn't gotten up yet.

Looking at Zeng Lijuan, Old Huang was both amused and annoyed. His youngest son's words today gave him a new understanding of his son. He had to admit that he was indeed getting old. The saying "the student surpasses the master" was absolutely true. However, Old Huang felt more gratified than anything else. He was gratified that the Huang family had a successor. With such a son, he had nothing to worry about.

"Go ahead and pick them up! Don't forget what Xiaochuan told you, don't be soft-hearted. They're not three years old anymore, and they still need someone to pick them up. Is it that hard to take a taxi? Do they lack that little bit of money? You've given them plenty of money every now and then over the years, haven't you?"

Hearing Lao Huang say that, Zeng Lijuan gritted her teeth and picked up the microphone.

"Hello!"

"There are plenty of taxis near the train station. You can just take a taxi. It's not like you don't know the address. Why would you need someone to pick you up?"

Zeng Lijuan spoke a few indifferent words into the phone before hanging up.

Huang Erhe was so shocked that he forgot to press the answer button. He heard the dial tone indicating that the other party had hung up.

Fan Yingrong asked expectantly, "What did your mother say?"

Huang Erhe swallowed hard: "My mom said no one's picking us up, so we have to take a taxi ourselves!"

Fan Yingrong's voice suddenly rose eight zhang (approximately 33 degrees): "What?"