Chapter 1004: Chapter 688: Without a Son, It’s Truly Lonely (Revised)
Yin Shixiu said this, and Ma Xingchang stopped asking questions, and bid farewell to the Yin Family while holding the sleepy Ma Siyuan, who had already closed his eyes.
This fire would only spread to one person.
Who would have incurred such great resentment from Yin Shixiu?
Ma Xingchang carried Ma Siyuan down the stairs, pondering this question along the way.
As the car left the Yin Family, a specific person immediately came to Ma Xingchang’s mind—Yin Shiqing.
This pair of brothers from the Yin Family, just earlier this year when sitting and playing chess with teacher Bai Fengmao, Bai Fengmao inadvertently used them as a metaphor.
In this world, the things that cannot withstand tests and impacts the most are emotions, friendships, love, and even family ties.
Although Yin Shixiu and Yin Shiqing grew up under the same roof, because of the true nature of Yin Shiqing’s identity, the relationship between the brothers is merely superficial.
Yet privately, neither could tolerate the other.
Brotherly discord is not a serious ailment, but... discord to the point of life and death is extremely rare.
Bai Fengmao once warned him, in official circles don’t form brotherly ties with anyone, once involved in officialdom, even family and relatives must be guarded against, those who can be trusted from the heart...
should not exceed the fingers of one hand.
Ma Xingchang drove the car, the teacher’s earnest teachings echoing in his ears.
However...
Too few people can be trusted, really isn’t something to be celebrated.
In the night, the neon lights of Beijing flashed, the shops on both sides of the streets were still brightly lit, customers and shopkeepers haggled over a kilogram of fruit, over a little change.
In thousands of homes... which one does not have human warmth?
Every home has its noise, even if it’s just a dog barking, begging for food from its owner.
Glancing at Ma Siyuan sitting strapped in the child seat on the passenger side...
If he didn’t have a son, how lonely would he be?
Ma Xingchang absentmindedly glanced at Ma Siyuan, unaware that the sleepy Ma Siyuan had hazily awakened, meeting Ma Xingchang’s gaze.
For a moment, Ma Xingchang was caught off guard, a hint of awkwardness revealing in his expression.
"Dad..."
He replied dryly,
"Awake?"
"Hmm..."
Ma Siyuan responded softly, Ma Xingchang didn’t find anything unusual, just continued driving...
Privately, the father and son seemed to have nothing to say to each other.
The car was as quietly as it was before Ma Siyuan woke up.
Ma Xingchang focused on driving, occasionally glancing at the rear-view mirror while turning, inadvertently saw Ma Siyuan’s flushed face,
"What’s going on? Your face is so red?"
"Dad... I want to... go pee..."
Ma Xingchang was taken aback, then sighed lightly,
"Then speak up, why hold it in without saying?"
Ma Siyuan secretly glanced at Ma Xingchang, didn’t speak, unsure whether he didn’t dare or didn’t want to say...
The car stopped nearby, Ma Xingchang got out and holding Ma Siyuan, was about to head to the nearest restroom when his stride suddenly halted...
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