Mei Langchi finally understood what was going on, and by this time, he didnât hide anything and directly said, "Yes, Hua Hua is not my son."
"Damn it, what are you doing? Isnât our family troubled enough already? Knowing he wasnât your son, you still brought him here for us to raise, deceiving us as parents. Have you ever thought about our feelings?"
Xie Lingzhi couldnât accept this fact. She had looked after the child for several months and had already treated him as her grandson, always praising her grandsonâs intelligence and well-mannered behavior to everyone.
When the child fell ill, she cared for him day and night. She had developed some feelings, and in an instant, she was told the child wasnât her grandson. She felt heartbroken!
"You rebellious son, I should have never wanted you, you beast. Look at all the things youâve done over the years. Every single one of them made us feel cold. In your eyes, is there still this family? Is there still me, your father?"
"Ha, I shouldnât be born? Then Han Yi, that bastard, should be, right? All the things Iâve done over the years, which one wasnât forced by you all? Which one wasnât related to Han Yi? When I went into reformation, Dad, are you daring enough to say you didnât know Han Yi played tricks behind my back? He can secretly harm me, but I canât retaliate? In your eyes, ever since Han Yi existed, which of my deeds ever met your expectations? You always compare me with Han Yi, always make me learn from him. Why? Why do I have to learn from him? Iâm not worse than him; itâs just that you never truly looked at me.
You say I donât have this family, say I donât see you as a father, then what about you? How many times have you cared about me over the years, asked about my business in the army, cared about what I needed or whether I was happy? Every time we meet, when have you not praised other peopleâs children, when have you seen my efforts?
In your eyes, Iâm always the one who canât meet your expectations, always the one who frustrates you, and now with your good son, you donât even look at me, always talking about how good he is, always telling me what I should do. Why do you control my life, why do you want me to follow his path?
I tell you, I refuse, I refuse to meet your wishes, I want you to see that Iâve never been the lesser one."
"You say I donât care about you, say Iâm dismissive of you, but what did you let me see? What should I do with what youâve done? Saying a few words is for your own good, asking you to learn from Xiao Yi is also for your own good."
"To hell with âfor my own good,â to hell with âdear brother,â I donât have one, your mother only gave birth to me, I donât need it, I donât need him."
"You bastard! Youâre just refusing to admit heâs your brother; even if you want to escape, you canât."
"Dad, when youâre demanding things from me, you should first set an example. When Grandpa suddenly introduced a brother to you, did you ever truly accept my third uncle in your heart? Did you? Search your heart, have you?"
Mei Langchiâs words made Mei Shuping lower his head silently, feeling somewhat ashamed; he wasnât good at this "Iâm already trying to accept it, Xiao Chi, you should also try to accept it, brothers united are as strong as iron. Only when you brothers are harmonious can our family be considered complete."
"You say it so easily, Dad, not to mention that third uncle, even you and my second uncle, I havenât seen how great you brothers are. You fight when itâs necessary, and you impose what you havenât done on your son; I donât need you to teach me."
"Xiao Chi, what kind of thinking is this? Dad knows he hasnât done well in some aspects, but Dad is actively correcting them. If you have any thoughts, you can communicate with Dad, but you never did; all these years, youâve never sought my opinion. I feel we, as father and son, communicate too little. In the past, you havenât endured hardship, your experiences were few, so you lack consideration in some matters, causing you to make many mistakes."
"The things Iâve done, are all well-considered; I donât think Iâm wrong. Why? Do you feel disappointed? Youâre unsatisfied with me, but thatâs also how you raised me; donât forget, Iâm the one youâve raised since childhood, your outstanding son isnât your achievement. From start to finish, the real letdown is you, not me. Itâs you who havenât fulfilled your responsibility as a father, who taught me as such. Now you want to deny it all and shirk responsibility, donât you think itâs late?"
"Xiao Chi, Dad knows heâs responsible, I admit my mistakes to you, but Dad is speaking sincerely to you, wanting you to know that what youâre doing now is wrong; you must know to change once mistakes are recognized. Why are you so stubborn? Do you know what your attitude is now?"
"Ha, this is my attitude, what, you feel embarrassed, unable to accept it? Iâm telling you, even if you admit mistakes and apologize again, it wonât undo your negligence over the years, wonât change your incompetence as a father. You want me to repent, ha, itâs too late!" After finishing, Mei Langchi turned and left the Mei Familyâs door.
"You..." Mei Shuping clutched his chest, pointing weakly at Mei Langchiâs figure. He couldnât say a word, never realizing the extent of his sonâs grievances toward him.
Xie Lingzhi slumped into a chair, cradling her face and sobbing. Seeing her son like this, she was heartbroken, yet powerless to bring him back.
She didnât know what to do.
...
Mr. Mei knew after he learned about this, he was clear-minded, wanting to persuade his son and grandson, but couldnât make family members understand, wanted to write it down to the children, but his hands shook too much to hold a pen.
Mr. Mei stayed in the hospital for a week before being discharged. The medicine wasnât advanced at this time, the illness could only be alleviated, fortunately, it was mild and not to the extent of being unable to take care of himself.