"Dad, Mom, big brother, Chuyi... Iâm sorry!" At this moment, Second Young Master Ou said, "Back then, if it wasnât for my mistake, my sister wouldnât have been taken by traffickers, and our family wouldnât have been separated for so many years..."
Xia Chuyi: ... She seems to have heard this many times before?
Ou ZhenTing replied, "Alright, alright, your sister is back, whatâs the point of saying all this now?"
"I think you should fix that problem of thinking with your hair instead of your brain!" Ou ZhenTing bared his teeth and scolded his second son.
Ever since Ou Cong took it upon himself to submit the exchange application form for Xia Chuyi, Ou ZhenTing found his second son increasingly disagreeable.
"Dad, why do you always say that about me?" Ou Cong protested, "My decision was right from the beginning, see, didnât Chuyi end up deciding to go?"
"It shows that Chuyi wanted to go from the start!"
"So, Dad, your initial decision had issues!"
"Hey, you little rascal!" Ou ZhenTing couldnât take it anymore, pointing at Ou Cong, "Get over here, letâs see if I wonât beat you up!"
Ou Cong was used to being hit, so he quickly darted away, hiding behind Xia Chuyi, smiling ingratiatingly at her, "See, sister, isnât your second brother the one who cares for you the most in this family?"
As for Mrs. Ou and Ou Jun, they couldnât bear to listen anymore.
"Second son, what are you saying? Do you not want to have New Yearâs Eve dinner?" Mrs. Ou frowned, speaking displeasedly to her second son.
"Dad, Iâll help you catch him." Ou Jun was more direct; he put down his chopsticks and rolled up his sleeves, ready to seize Ou Cong.
"Oh come on, brother, how can you be Dadâs accomplice?" Seeing Ou Jun was serious, Ou Cong immediately ran, but no matter how he ran, he couldnât run out of the house, could he?
In the end, Second Young Master Ou was caught and got a beating on New Yearâs Eve.
Xia Chuyi couldnât help but laugh as she watched.
But because of this, the house was much more lively.
The slightly melancholic atmosphere vanished.
After finishing the New Yearâs Eve dinner, Xia Chuyi started making phone calls one by one to send her regards.
The first call she made was to Ling County.
The moment the phone connected, even before the first ring had finished, the other end picked up.
"Hello, is that Chuyi? Is it Chuyi?" Xia Chuyi heard Aunt Xiaâs anxious voice on the other end.
Xia Chuyi could imagine her uncle and aunt waiting by the phone for her call.
"Yes." Xia Chuyi responded softly, "Itâs me."
"Uncle, aunt, are things okay on your side?"
Then, Xia Chuyi carefully inquired about the specific situation in Ling County.
"Everythingâs fine, you donât have to worry." Aunt Xia said, "Today is New Yearâs Eve, spend more time with your parents over there, donât let them feel like youâre always thinking about us here."
Then, they kept urging Xia Chuyi to hang up.
Though they said that, over in Ling County, Uncle Xia and Aunt Xia couldnât bear to hang up.
Meanwhile, not far behind Xia Chuyi, Ou ZhenTing watched Xia Chuyi speaking so affectionately with the people in Ling County and looked at her with complex feelings.
Ou ZhenTing felt somewhat jealous.
The missing twenty years are difficult to make up for.
Yet at the same time, thereâs some relief.
Thankfully, in those earlier years, Xia Chuyi had people over there who treated her well and were close to her.
In short, Ou ZhenTingâs feelings were very complex.