Back to the 70s: My Childhood Sweetheart Spoils Me Rotten-Chapter 733 - 735: The Style Is Not Right

Looking at Zhuge Zhi, who seemed suddenly pumped up as if he had taken a shot of adrenaline, Gong Ruini was dumbfounded, "What’s going on here?"

Zhao Guangran was also quite bewildered, "A complete change."

Suddenly recalling the face-changing art from Sichuan that her grandmother once mentioned, "Could this be that face-changing?"

Poor child, to think of that, but this is a bit far from face-changing.

Zhao Xuran withdrew his gaze from the old man who followed them into the courtyard, "He must be in better spirits."

"Yes, he’s in better spirits. Maybe he thinks Grandpa Zhuge will come up with the money to buy that big mansion." It’s really strange that no one from the Zhuge family has come to ask for help yet.

No one expected they’d send such a heavyweight figure. That’s how it should be; sending just anyone would trample all over Zhuge Zhi’s dignity.

Zhuge Zhi buying a siheyuan was indeed quite imaginative, Gong Ruini was speechless, "The pity is that he doesn’t know this house was bought by us; otherwise, they would all go crazy."

"When the time comes, let uncle handle the paperwork. Don’t let the Zhuge family know; otherwise, it’ll be another round of trouble." That group of people now is like a pack of mad dogs, seeing nothing but money.

As long as business is discussed, it’s about money. There’s no trace of so-called aristocratic demeanor.

Seeing his elder brother come over, Zhuge Zhi was also dumbfounded, "Brother."

Ever since their fallout last time, Zhuge Zhi hadn’t seen his elder brother in a long while. Even when he bumped into those nephews and nieces on the street, they acted as if they didn’t know him. It’s a lie to say it didn’t hurt.

So why was his elder brother here now? Could it be for some brotherly heart-to-heart talk?

Before Zhuge Zhi could fully recall the scenes from childhood when his brother used to play with him, his brother spoke up, "Old Third, I know you’re doing well these days..."

Ah, here to cry poor and ask for some help, which deflated the previously excited Zhuge Zhi. He just looked at his brother.

Listening to his brother talk about recent events at home, Zhuge Zhi felt a calmness in his heart, as if hearing about unrelated matters.

"Old Third, what do you think we should do?"

"This house is just going to waste, and I don’t feel good about it." After talking for a long time, the old man finally realized Zhuge Zhi didn’t make a sound, which made him anxious.

The reason he sought help from Zhuge Zhi was to play on his compassion. But if even he is willing to let it go, then this issue might have no resolution.

"What can I do? They have their parents to educate them." Zhuge Zhi was very cold. It wasn’t like he hadn’t warned them before, but who took his words to heart among his brothers?

If they hadn’t put in the effort to discipline them back then, they shouldn’t regret the way their children turned out now.

"But..." Eldest Zhuge certainly knew this reasoning, "I also regret not listening to you back then."

"But Mom loves the eldest grandson." The elder brother argued.

To curry favor, of course, it’s better if the elder likes the eldest grandson. Zhuge Zhi just listened silently.

Seeing the silent smile of Old Third, the elder brother had a feeling that no one would help with this matter.

No, can’t just give up like this. Once given up, that’s really conceding defeat.

He tried to rally himself, "Old Third, you don’t want our parents crying down below, do you?"

"I don’t even know how I should face the ancestors once I’m dead."

"There are plenty of decadent descendants in this world, big brother, you’re just one of them." Why buy this house? You can’t chase them out, and they might take even more.

Zhuge Zhi looked impatient, "Big brother, don’t say you don’t have anything left in your hands. You should still have something. It’s more important to think about how to educate your grandchildren."

"As for your sons, they’re already wasted. You can’t let your grandchildren continue to become wastrels." Zhuge Zhi didn’t want to say too much.

But recalling the girl holding a box, hoping Gong Ruini could lend a hand, even though he wasn’t sure if she’d end up a thankless wretch, he thought help if possible.

It’s a bitter truth to say their sons are wastrels, but as a father, it’s always painful.

Zhuge Zhi saw his elder brother’s unhappy expression, realizing he had again said something he shouldn’t have. He thought he’d understood everything after saying so much, but it seems not. It was all just in hopes of getting him to shell out money.

Since that’s the case, there’s no need to say more, "Big brother, do they know you’ve come here?"

"I..." No matter how unwilling, he knew he couldn’t stay here any longer.

Lingering would only invite embarrassment and various bad remarks about the children.

As he reached the doorway, the elder brother paused, "No matter what, I have sons to see me off. No matter how bad they are, they’re still my sons."

"They made some mistakes, but those are small errors."

After saying that, the old man left angrily. Hmph, since no one showed a good face to him as the elder brother, why should he show a good face to Zhuge Zhi as the younger brother?

Ha ha ha, that’s his elder brother, always so muddled. With such a father, how can they expect his descendants to be promising?

Zhuge Zisu, listening outside, was thoroughly incensed. Although he wasn’t the grandfather’s biological grandson, he was undoubtedly well-treated.

When he was adopted, Zhuge Zisu knew the responsibility he would bear in the future. He didn’t care how they used to provoke his grandfather, but now that his grandfather had a grandson, continuing to be sarcastic like this was taking themselves too seriously.

If he didn’t retaliate now, who knows what would be said next time, "You, stop."

Hearing a child’s voice, the elder brother was very puzzled, "Who are you?"

"I am Zhuge Zisu, my grandfather is Zhuge Zhi. You’re my grandfather’s elder brother, so you’re my Great Uncle, right?"

"My grandfather has someone to send him off."

"He’s not without care."

Ah, this is the grandson Old Third took in? The elder brother didn’t expect to see such a child today, and he was quite fair and chubby, with such spirited eyes.

Even though he favored his own children and thought highly of them, he had to admit that the grandson Old Third took in was quite good-looking.

Zhuge Zisu let out a burst of energy but seeing the other party not make a sound, he was a bit at a loss, not knowing what to do next.

"You’re quite good, take good care of your grandfather." He wanted to say this kid was impolite, but for some reason, looking at this kid made him think of many things.

If that hadn’t happened, would Old Third’s own grandson be this grown-up too? Old Third knew how to educate kids, so the kids he raised should be like this boy, right?

But there are no ifs, some things happened and there’s no way to fix them.

Turning his head towards the room, he then strode off.

Ah, he’s just leaving like this? Gong Ruini was stunned. Just now, he was so aggressive, clearly showing he wouldn’t let you off easy, but how did the atmosphere change like this? Somewhat hard to comprehend.

"There’s a problem." Zhao Guangran thoughtfully stroked his chin.

Isn’t that stating the obvious? Even a fool knows there’s a problem here. Is it necessary to reiterate it?