Chapter 833: Chapter 833: Does This Second Uncle Think He’s Stupid?
If you dismiss Zhao Dingye’s family from this family dinner at the old house, the atmosphere would be quite pleasant.
Anyway, the little guy just pretended Zhao Dingye’s family didn’t exist.
Zhao Guqing showed no intention of speaking to the little guy.
From the moment he arrived at the old house, he hadn’t spoken a single word to the little guy.
He didn’t even greet him.
Perhaps because, in his view, the little guy was just a child and didn’t warrant too much attention.
The little guy happened not to want any closeness with him either, so he stuck closely with Zhao Guoxian.
Zhao Guoxian was happy to play with him.
Zhao Guoxian was a young man in his late twenties, usually absorbed in cooking.
Although he was the principal of Changping, Changping was still a school, essentially an Ivory Tower.
The outside world’s scheming and betrayal had nothing to do with him.
Zhao Guoxian never liked such calculations, which is why he went to Changping.
Additionally, Zhao Dinglian and Lin Ligge’s personalities and the family environment he grew up in molded Zhao Guoxian into someone who was carefree and didn’t like scheming.
Even in his late twenties, he still had a youthful heart, and he could easily play with the little guy.
Seeing the two of them playing together so well, Lin Ligge helplessly said, "Look at Guoxian, still like a child. I can hardly imagine him dating, let alone actually finding a family."
"When will this boy grow up?" Lin Ligge said helplessly.
Sun Qihui looked at Zhao Guoxian and immediately felt that her son Zhao Guqing was quite dignified in contrast.
So she remarked lightly, "It’s rare for someone Guoxian’s age to still be so innocent, playing with a 5-year-old child."
Lin Ligge’s lips pursed for a second.
Sun Qihui’s words had a sarcastic undertone, basically suggesting Zhao Guoxian was incompetent; at this age, calling him innocent was polite, while calling him an idiot wasn’t.
She didn’t mind Zhao Guoxian playing with the little guy.
Playing with such a naive and lovable child was better than hanging around with Zhao Guqing.
But Sun Qihui’s words were too harsh, almost outright saying Zhao Guoxian was incompetent, an idiot for playing with kids.
It was as if she insulted both Zhao Guoxian and the little guy, and Lin Ligge instinctively glanced at Ye Fei.
Ye Fei sensed Lin Ligge’s gaze and gave her a slight smile.
Ye Fei really couldn’t comprehend Sun Qihui’s thoughts.
On the one hand, Sun Qihui stepped in to mediate when things got tense with Zhao Dingye.
But on the other hand, her words were always barbed, making her hard to describe.
The most unsettling thing about Sun Qihui was her tendency to lace her words with thorns, without leaving any obvious evidence.
Even if she made you uncomfortable, there was nothing you could say about it.
So Ye Fei could only pretend not to hear her words or notice her presence.
Lin Ligge hadn’t expected Ye Fei’s reaction. Sun Qihui, feeling smug, believed she had successfully cornered Lin Ligge.
Then the old lady chimed in, "I like it this way. Guoxian might seem carefree and simple, but he actually understands very well."
"He’s clearer on things than many people. In my opinion, Guoxian is the truly wise one," the old lady said.
The old lady was broad-minded and wouldn’t get upset over trivial matters.
But she wouldn’t indulge Sun Qihui either.
So, her words were directed at Sun Qihui.
"Usually, Xiao Mo plays best with his great-grandfather. The two of them are inseparable when together," the old lady said, smirking at Sun Qihui.
If playing well with the little guy made Sun Qihui say Guoxian was incompetent,
then, what about the old man who played even better? Wasn’t he also incompetent?
Sun Qihui’s smile froze instantly.
Then the old lady added, "Guoxian is a good kid, happy to play with Xiao Mo, without putting on airs."
Zhao Guqing also glanced at Zhao Guoxian.
So, to win the old lady’s favor, he had to please that 5-year-old?
Zhao Guqing didn’t immediately approach the little guy.
That would appear too deliberate, making his intentions too obvious.
So he continued chatting with the old lady for a while longer.
After getting a glass of water, he naturally stopped beside the little guy and Zhao Guoxian.
He asked the little guy, "What are you two playing?"
The little guy thought to himself, why did he come to talk now?
Not interacting at all was just fine!
Now that Zhao Guqing came to talk, he had to deal with him.
The little guy sighed quietly, thinking it was too much to handle at five years old!
The little guy’s eyes rolled, and he said to Zhao Guqing, "Uncle, do you want to play with me too?"
Zhao Guqing nodded with a smile, "Yes, would you like to play with your uncle?"
The little guy thought no, but he flashed a sweet smile, "Alright, how about we catch bugs?"
Zhao Guqing: "..."
What is catching bugs?
The little guy pointed his chubby hand outside the window, "Catching bugs to feed the birds."
"Magpies often fly outside our window, but whenever I open it, I scare them away. So I want to catch some bugs, and next time they come, I can feed them, so they won’t leave."
Zhao Guqing’s mouth twitched and said, "Actually, feeding them millet or bread is the same, you don’t have to feed them bugs."
The little guy shook his head earnestly, "The birds outside are wild; you shouldn’t feed them domestic food. Feed them too much, and they won’t eat what’s outside, losing their foraging instincts, and they’ll starve to death."
Eating too much millet or bread is not good."
The little guy looked up innocently and asked, "Uncle, do you not want to play with me?"
Zhao Guqing thought he never liked playing with him.
But on the surface, he smiled and said, "Of course not. It’s just that today isn’t right, with the elders here, we should stay and chat with them instead of playing outside. Also, it’s too cold outside now, you might catch a cold."
"Even the bugs are hiding to hibernate."
The little guy kept smiling on the outside, but internally, he sneered coldly.
Clearly, this uncle thinks he’s stupid, coming up with this story about bugs going into hibernation.
Surprised, he asked, "Do bugs hibernate too?"
Zhao Guqing answered seriously, "Of course they do."
While saying so, his smile remained innocent.
Then he said to the little guy, "Let’s wait for a couple of months until spring."
