Chapter 1838: Heartbroken for Being a Minority

"I cannot agree with what Uncle said."

Su Xuewen was incredibly bold, fearless, and spoke his mind bravely.

Chen Chen Guanlou did not mind the other person contradicting him; expression leads to communication, and communication solves problems. Being able to express inner thoughts is ten times better than staying silent and unable to communicate.

At least then one could know what the other was thinking in their heart, allowing one to treat the root cause.

"So, what do you think?"

"Feelings should be exclusive and faithful..."

"Forget it!" Chen Chen Guanlou was very disdainful; he was the one who could not agree. "Giving up an entire forest for a single tree is utterly foolish."

"Not everyone wants to live Uncle's life."

Chen Chen Guanlou snorted coldly, his expression disdainful. "You are still young and have experienced little, so you do not know how wonderful my life truly is. In five or ten years, when you have experienced more, look back at the words you spoke today, and you will wish you could slap yourself twice."

"I do not know what I will become in the future, but at least now, in this very moment, I firmly believe that one should treat feelings seriously and earnestly, with exclusivity and faithfulness..."

"Enough, enough, put away that act. For thousands of years, your kind of rhetoric has been spoken countless times by romantic souls in every era. However, facts prove that romantic souls are romantic souls, and are talked about with delight, only because they are rare. Thus, in real life, my kind is the mainstream."

"Uncle not marrying seems non-mainstream!" Su Xuewen muttered.

Chen Chen Guanlou picked his ear. "What nonsense is 'non-mainstream'?"

He almost suspected his eldest nephew had been possessed by a modern soul.

Su Xuewen hummed. "The mainstream is marrying and having children, establishing a family and career. Uncle refuses to marry no matter what, and even if he had children, he would refuse to raise them; this act is unacceptable to society. If they say I, as a romantic soul, will be mocked, then what Uncle does will likewise be discussed and ridiculed. Both Uncle and I are non-mainstream."

Having finished speaking, he sighed. He felt heartbroken for being a minority.

Chen Chen Guanlou laughed in anger. "Fine, fine, say whatever you want. Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?"

Su Xuewen nodded, then shook his head. "I was hungry for too long, so I don't feel hungry for now. Uncle need not worry about me; I will pull myself together very soon."

"How soon? Can you give me a time? Your mother is worried to death about you. With you in this state, I cannot give her an explanation."

"Mother is just worrying for no reason." Su Xuewen complained quietly, but he could not escape Chen Chen Guanlou's ears, who directly gave him a slap on the shoulder.

Su Xuewen felt the pain and felt aggrieved.

Chen Chen Guanlou kept a stern face. "If only you would strive a bit, stop being sentimental and acting like you want to die day in and day out, looking like you cannot live without Huang Dongxue, then your mother would be too lazy to care about you. Do you think disciplining children is a very easy task? Let me tell you, disciplining children shortens one's life by at least ten years! If only you, this blockhead, had not been born, your mother would definitely have lived ten years longer."

Su Xuewen rubbed his aching shoulder while defending himself. "If I had not been born, my mother would still be nagged by Grandma and looked down upon by Eldest Aunt. Since I was born, Mother's days have become much easier."

Chen Chen Guanlou hummed twice, his gaze searching everywhere, looking for a handy tool to give his eldest nephew a good beating. Searching here and there, the room contained nothing but books and chests, and the few ornaments were fragile porcelain.

He could not even find a handy tool; it made him furious.

If you don't beat them for three days, they'll tear the roof tiles off the house.

"If you dare say this to your mother, I will kill you."

"I dare not! I only say it in front of Uncle." Su Xuewen was sensible and quickly acted humble and submissive.

Chen Chen Guanlou suppressed his anger. "Eat?"

Su Xuewen did not dare say no; he was afraid of being beaten. Uncle hit too hard.

He decisively showed weakness, nodding. "I am hungry!"

"Good that you know you are hungry. Wait."

Chen Chen Guanlou left the bedroom, and in a short while, led Su Xuewu in. Su Xuewu carried a wooden tray, on which sat a bowl of porridge and two dishes of pickles.

"Eat! Only when full do you have strength."

Su Xuewu added, "Brother, there is minced meat in the porridge; it is delicious. I have already eaten five bowls and am still not full. It is a pity Mother won't let me continue eating, saying it will upset my stomach. How could such delicious meat porridge upset the stomach? I could eat five more bowls."

Chen Chen Guanlou, listening from the side, was torn between laughter and tears. He reached out and rubbed the little fatty's head. "Your mother won't let you eat because she worries you will keep getting fatter. Look at your belly, look at your build; you must be worth two Su Xuewens. Little fatty, you need to control your diet."

Su Xuewu felt aggrieved; for him, the happiest thing in this life was eating. Not being allowed to eat was the most painful thing in the world.

"Uncle, but I am hungry!"

"Hungry my foot! You ate five bowls and are still hungry; did you reincarnate as a hungry ghost?" Chen Chen Guanlou was furious; he always lacked patience with children, especially boys. If things did not go his way, he wanted to use corporal punishment.

Su Xuewu felt aggrieved and did not dare to refute.

Chen Chen Guanlou kept a stern face and snorted coldly. "You ate so much, yet you still feel hungry because you have stretched your stomach. A stomach the size of a fist, you stretched it to the size of a basket; how can you not be hungry? From now on, eat three or five fewer bites every meal to shrink the stomach first. When the appetite is small, eating two or three bowls will make you full."

Su Xuewu went "oh," feeling unhappy in his heart, but he did not dare to refute.

Seeing the little fatty's pitiful appearance, Chen Chen Guanlou suddenly felt reluctant. He thought: Was I too harsh on the little fatty? Children loving to eat is natural.

But when his gaze fell on the little fatty's protruding belly, his softening heart instantly hardened again.

The little fatty must lose weight; diet must be controlled.

"Su Xuewen, when you have free time in your daily life, manage Xuewu; do not let him eat recklessly. What if he gets sick from it?"

Getting the three highs at such a young age, and in this era there are no miracle drugs; that would be terrible!

He also specifically looked at the little fatty's neck; fortunately, the neck was normal in color, with no signs of thirst disease. The little fatty's fatness came from eating meat and rice, which was not quite the same nature as getting fat in modern society from eating fried food, drinking beverages, and eating late-night snacks.

Su Xuewen agreed weakly, eating the meat porridge slowly. With food going down his stomach, he came back to life, gaining a bit more spirit.

Chen Chen Guanlou took the opportunity to ask him, "Still sad? Do you want to continue being sad?"

Su Xuewen put down his bowl and chopsticks and said solemnly, "I am still sad, just not as sad as at the beginning. I need some time to recover."

"Why do you do this? The one who refused to marry was you, the one who regrets is you, the one who is sentimental is you. What do you want?" Chen Chen Guanlou could not stand his eldest nephew's appearance of being trapped by love; although sincere, it was very annoying!

At the beginning, he would be moved by a young person's true heart; true feelings are rare.

Now, he only hoped that out of sight, out of mind!