"Even if, for the sake of adoption, you sever ties with Chuyi?" Uncle Xia stared intently at his sister, asking word by word.
Mother Xia was at a loss for words, raising her eyes slightly, "I, I didn’t..."
Uncle Xia’s chest heaved violently, and finally, he couldn’t hold back anymore. He slammed his cane heavily on the ground and shouted loudly, "Foolish!"
The loud noise startled everyone present, making them shrink back.
Mother Xia’s tears retreated in fear. She trembled as she called out, "Brother..."
Seeing her , Uncle Xia became even angrier, shaking his head, shaking his head, and shaking his head again.
He sighed heavily in the end.
After his sigh, he spoke slowly with a heavy tone, "I was wrong."
He started by blaming himself.
"I was wrong, I shouldn’t have indulged you."
For the first time, Uncle Xia felt immense regret for indulging Mother Xia all these years.
"Sister, all these years, you favored sons over daughters, always regretting not giving birth to a son for your husband, I know."
"You cried day and night, centered only around the Xia Family, I know that too."
"Even when your husband had just passed away and you didn’t have the heart to take care of the children, I understood."
At this point, Uncle Xia paused, seemingly recalling the days when, as an unmarried man, he helped his sister raise her children.
Luckily, Chuyi, that child, was obedient, smart, and understanding.
He looked at Chuyi with affection, then continued, "But I always thought, after all, Chuyi was your only child, and after spending so much time with you, you would naturally come to love her."
"Even if you often were confused and paid more attention to the other Xia children than to Chuyi. I always thought, as long as one day you came to your senses, you would be good to Chuyi."
"But, until today, I finally realized I was wrong, terribly wrong!"
Uncle Xia gritted his teeth, unable to resist intensifying his tone, "Your heart went with your husband! There’s simply no room for your daughter Chuyi!"
"I..." Under such harsh rebuke from her brother, Mother Xia could only cry continuously, unable to speak in defense.
Uncle Xia shook his head in great disappointment, saying, "Zhao Chunxiao, you’re beyond help now."
He directly called out Mother Xia’s name.
"Brother!" Mother Xia called him out in shock.
Uncle Xia waved his hand, indicating she need not say more. He said, "Since you’re determined to adopt a son, I won’t stop you."
"However, once you have a ’son,’ you will also have what you believe to be your reliance."
"Then, Chuyi and I will have the same attitude; after today, I will no longer take care of any of your matters."
Uncle Xia’s words, neither light nor heavy, struck like a thunderbolt, shocking everyone present to their core.
Especially the people of the main house, their hearts were a mess.
Does Uncle Xia mean that he, too, would follow Xia Chuyi’s example? If Mother Xia adopted a son, he would sever ties with her as well?
The people of the main house panicked.
At this moment, Xia Chuyi stood in place, looking at her uncle, not knowing what to say.
She knew best how Xia Uncle felt about Mother Xia.
Back in the day, Uncle Xia and Mother Xia relied on each other, supported each other, and only then survived into the New China.
She softly called out, "Uncle..."
All her words were spoken in silence.
Uncle Xia gently shook his head at her, gesturing that she need not be sentimental.
"Brother!" Mother Xia called out again, her voice extremely shrill.
This time, Uncle Xia did not soften his heart.
"Two paths, I’ve laid them out here, sister, you choose for yourself."