However, PingAn remained silent, crying incessantly. The words "mom" just now seemed like a misunderstanding to them.
Pei Jianguo quickly lost his patience and handed the child over to Wang Yue. "Mom, please help soothe him. I'm about to go crazy from the noise."
Wang Yue reluctantly stood up, dragging her weary body, and complained, "I told you Guo Momo wasn't a good woman, but you insisted on marrying her. Now look, she's run away, leaving you with such a mess—a disabled son. Who will take care of him in the future? Who would be willing to marry you and become a stepmother to a disabled child?"
Pei Jianguo weakly retorted, "Can you please not speak like that? Constantly referring to him as disabled. He's already 4 years old, he can understand."
After all, he was their only son, and Pei Jianguo felt a bit of tenderness for him.
"I'm not wrong. If he can understand, then he can understand. He's just a little kid, what can he do?" Although she spoke in such a manner, Wang Yue's tone lacked conviction.
Besides, she may speak harshly, but when it came to comforting and carrying the child, it had to be her. Since yesterday until now, he knew that crying child was irritating.
Wang Yue wasn't familiar with the little one. She rarely came over, and Guo Momo didn't allow her to interact with the child. Over time, PingAn, despite being young, also felt something. He didn't like his grandmother and that aunt.
When Pei Jianguo held him, his crying became a bit softer, but he had been crying for too long and couldn't stop.
Unfortunately, Pei Jianguo lacked patience and handed him over to Wang Yue after a short while.
Pei Yong stood at the doorway and happened to overhear their conversation. He felt a surge of anger.
He rubbed his throbbing brow and pushed open the door.
PingAn was still in Wang Yue's arms, and due to struggling, his whole body was twisted.
"Stop causing trouble, or Grandma will hit you!" After Wang Yue finished shouting, she heard the sound of the door opening and looked up to see Pei Yong. Her ironic tone didn't even register in her brain. "Oh, the busy man is back. Did you come back to pick up your precious grandson?"
She knew it was impossible for Pei Yong to take PingAn away because he couldn't juggle work and taking care of the child.
Pei Yong looked at Wang Yue, who was mocking him, and silently walked over, taking PingAn into his own arms.
The little one continued to cry and fuss, and Pei Yong used his broad palm to stroke his back, slowly comforting him.
When he looked up at Pei Jianguo, his eyes were filled with disappointment.
"What are your plans for this child in the future?"
Under his piercing gaze, Pei Jianguo guiltily lowered his head, unable to meet his eyes.
He always acted this way—always avoiding responsibility when it was time to shoulder it.
Pei Yong let out a sigh of disappointment. "Pei Jianguo, you're not young anymore. No one can clean up your messes forever. Do you understand? When you insisted on marrying, I helped you get a house. But after getting married, you didn't live a good life. Look into your own conscience and think, Guo Momo left without any reluctance to go abroad. Do you not have any responsibility at all?"
"What responsibility does JianGuo have? It's that wretched woman who doesn't know contentment and insists on keeping everything in her own hands endlessly. JianGuo has already listened to you and given her his salary. What else can he do? He's a man, and it's already tiring enough for him to earn money and take care of the family outside..."
"Shut up!"
Wang Yue's words were interrupted by Pei Yong's angry roar, causing her to shiver.
She instinctively wanted to retort, but the coldness in Pei Yong's eyes made her feel guilty in front of him for the first time.
"Pei JianGuo, I know I can't persuade you, but as a father, I still have to tell you that you live your own life. You're not young anymore, and you should know what you want." Pei Yong looked at the child in his arms, who had closed his eyes amidst crying and seemed restless, occasionally making a few whimpering sounds.
The last time he came back, this little child couldn't make any sound. He would shyly hide behind Guo Momo and occasionally look at him with wet, curious eyes.
Pei Yong gently touched his forehead with one hand, filled with regret. "I'll take PingAn with me. I'll take care of this child from now on, but this is also the last time. Dad will clean up this mess for you."
Pei JianGuo grew up to be the person he is now, and Wang Yue couldn't shirk her responsibility, but he was not innocent either.
So, Pei Yong repeatedly comforted himself, thankful that the child had a good character. With his support, they could still get by.
But reality told him that it was no longer possible.
What was missed was missed in the end, and his avoidance had harmed Pei JianGuo. He couldn't let PingAn grow up to be like this in the future.
Pei Yong walked far away with PingAn in his arms, and Pei JianGuo and Wang Yue didn't stop him. It was not only because they were frightened by Pei Yong, but also because they no longer needed to take care of PingAn, just one less burden.
After a long time, Wang Yue finally sat down on a chair and complained, "Let him take care of it. I want to see how he can take care of a child when he's busy all the time. Son, let's not be sad. If Guo Momo wants to leave, let her go. I want to see how well she can live abroad. Listen to Mom, let's find a good daughter-in-law and bring her back. The daughter of the director of the Horse Hospital is beautiful and tall. She looks like a perfect match for you. Mom will think about it. You should meet her someday. Guo Momo will regret it sooner or later..."
Pei Jing and Zhi Xia were in the house and heard the sound of the child crying from the yard, so they hurried out to see.
As expected, Pei Yong had returned, but he still had PingAn in his arms.
Zhi Xia was a bit confused and didn't understand what he meant.
Was he taking PingAn away? But how would he take care of him afterwards?
Zhi Xiaoyuguang glanced at Pei Jing and had no intention of interfering in the matter between the brothers. She believed that Pei Yong wouldn't have foolish thoughts like Guo Momo.
She also believed in Pei Jing and knew he wouldn't make things difficult for her.
Just as she was about to go back to the house and let them discuss things on their own, she noticed PingAn twitching his eyelids and then opening his eyes.
"Ah... wuwu..." a distressed cry came out as he desperately reached his hand towards Zhi Xiaoyuguang.
There was no one in front of him that he recognized, only Third Granny. He wanted Third Granny to take him to find his mother.
His mother hadn't abandoned him; she loved him the most. She wouldn't do anything to lose him.
Although he was young and couldn't speak, he understood a lot.
Grandma and Aunt didn't like him and his mother; they always spoke ill of them in front of Dad. They must be lying too. Mom didn't reject him; they were all deceiving him.
