Old Deng is reborn in the 1980s, and he starts by severing his father-son relationship!

Hearing the noise, Chen Jianye thought it was someone calling him, so he hurriedly reached out to hook his cloth shoes under the bed. Just as the toe of the shoe touched his foot, he suddenly realized something was wrong. He was the second oldest in his family, and his father was also the second oldest. So he silently pulled his foot back.

Chen Deshun sighed and followed in Shen's footsteps.

The corridor outside the ward was filled with a faint smell of disinfectant, which made him feel a little heavy-hearted.

In her past life, Old Lady Shen had given subtle and overt reminders about the education of her children.

The eldest son was selfish, the second son was hypocritical, the third son was a scoundrel, the fourth son was dull-witted, the eldest daughter was clueless, and the second daughter was too shrewd... However, he never paid attention to it at the time, always thinking that the children would naturally become sensible when they grew up, and he didn't take it to heart at all.

It wasn't until later, when family conflicts accumulated and finally erupted, brothers turned against each other, and children became estranged, that it was too late to intervene.

Grandma Shen stopped and stared intently at Chen Deshun: "Harmony in the family brings prosperity in all things. Did you see that just now? Do you think they were born from the same mother? Is that family harmony?"

Chen Deshun sighed softly, feeling only disappointment towards his children: "They've all grown up, their wings have hardened, and they each have their own thoughts. I can't control them anymore."

Grandma Shen narrowed her eyes slightly. She could tell from Chen Deshun's words that he clearly didn't want to get involved anymore. Looking at his expression, which showed no sign of feigning reluctance, she was stunned and very surprised.

What was Chen Deshun like before? He was a true slave to his children, working himself to the bone in the factory and even looking for odd jobs after get off work, all so that his children could have a better life. How could he be so willing to let go now?

Grandma Shen stared into Chen Deshun's eyes, took half a step forward, and whispered, "The sapling is crooked. Don't just blame the wind and rain. You have to check if the soil around the roots was not properly compacted in the first place."

Chen Deshun opened his mouth, wanting to say something to defend himself. He wasn't indifferent, but... The words were on the tip of his tongue, but looking at the white hair at Old Madam Shen's temples, he couldn't utter a single word, only feeling a deep bitterness in his heart.

"Don't be unconvinced." Old Mrs. Shen seemed to see through his thoughts, and her tone became more serious: "I've told you before, harmony in the family is the foundation of everything. Harmony in the family isn't just about not arguing or making a scene. Harmony in the family is the root of everything! Think about what that root is."

Chen Deshun remained silent, recalling Old Lady Shen's words in his mind, and scenes of the chaotic days in his family in his previous life flashed before his eyes.

"You put your energy into the factory and into earning money to support your family. But you haven't loosened the soil around your roots, nor have you watered it thoroughly."

Grandma Shen peeled back the layers of the problem like an onion: "When they were little, they would fight over candy, and you would just say 'give in a little,' and that would be the end of it. But now that they're grown up, they each have their own agendas, and you feel that 'children are no longer under their father's control,' so you just wash your hands of it and don't want to get involved."

"The bond between people is like the crops in the field. If you don't weed and fertilize them from time to time, will they grow into distinct plants without spreading or branching out? If you let them grow wildly, in the end, the tall ones will cover the short ones, and the roots and vines will secretly become tangled in a dead knot, and no one will have an easy time."

Seeing the complicated expression on Chen Deshun's face, Old Mrs. Shen shook her head: "Alright, that's all I'll say to you, so you won't find this old woman annoying later."

"Mom, what are you saying?" Chen Deshun quickly explained, "How could I find you annoying? It's my own fault for not doing a good job."

In all honesty, he really didn't mean it that way. Now that he's been given a second chance at life, he can't just ignore his mother's words.

Grandma Shen waved her hand, no longer dwelling on the matter, and pulled him to sit down on a bench against the wall in the corridor: "Now that we've finished talking about family matters, tell me about the Huang family. What are your thoughts on that?"

Chen Deshun glanced at Old Madam Shen. He wasn't going to hide this from her, so he told her everything that had happened and his plans.

Upon hearing this, Old Mrs. Shen's face instantly darkened. All trace of her motherly demeanor vanished, replaced by a stern expression, clearly indicating she was suppressing her anger: "You're right! We can't let the second and fourth sons get away with this! We'll do it your way. If they don't meet our demands, not a single member of the Huang family will escape. They'll all be sent to jail!"

She rubbed her chest, which felt heavy, but what chilled her heart the most was her eldest granddaughter, Chen Limei.

I knew she was clueless, but I didn't expect her to be this clueless. She actually helped outsiders against her own family. She's so biased towards outsiders that she's almost dislocated. She might as well change her surname to Huang!

Just now he was advising his son to discipline his children, but after hearing about Chen Limei's "glorious deeds," he realized she was even worse than Chen Jianguo.

Suddenly, she began to understand her son's hardships, and her gaze towards Chen Deshun held a newfound sympathy.

Alas, what a misfortune for our family, raising such troublesome brats.

"Excuse me, are you family members of Chen Jianye and Chen Sanqi?"

At that moment, a doctor wearing a white coat and a blue mask walked over.

"Yes, that's us."

Chen Deshun immediately stood up, thinking something was wrong: "Doctor, is something the matter?"

The doctor shook his head: "It's nothing serious, just their hospital bills..."

"Oh!" Chen Deshun understood immediately before the doctor finished speaking.

When he arrived at the hospital, he intended to pay the bill immediately, but the elderly couple were so eager to see their grandson, and with Song Gong'an's meddling, they forgot about it. Now, after being reminded by the doctor, they immediately remembered.

"I'll go now." He made sure to bring all his documents and money today.

Watching Chen Deshun's hurried departure, Old Mrs. Shen turned around to go back to her ward. She had only taken two steps when the ward door creaked open from the inside.

Chen Jianguo pulled the old man along, and cautiously peeked out, his eyes quickly scanning the corridor.

"What are you two doing out here?" Old Mrs. Shen asked, looking puzzled.

The old man glanced at Chen Jianguo and said, "Jianguo has something he wants to discuss with us."

"What's going on?" Old Mrs. Shen instinctively felt that it wasn't good news and that he was definitely up to no good.

Little did she know that Chen Jianguo, seeing that Chen Deshun was not around, was seizing the opportunity to badmouth him.

"Grandpa, Grandma, I have some amazing news to tell you!"

With a fawning smile, Chen Jianguo approached the elderly couple, his voice low but barely concealing his excitement: "My company is sending me out for further training, and I'll get a promotion when I come back! I'm a college graduate; at the very least, I'll be a section chief when I return, and if things go well, I could even rise to the bureau level! The country is desperately short of talent right now, and anyone who gets to go out for further training is a key candidate for the organization's development!"

Anyway, my grandparents are from the countryside and don't understand the intricacies of the system. Exaggerating their knowledge will surely make them happy.

If the elderly couple stands by his side and he takes the opportunity to sue Chen Deshun, wouldn't the savings account be returned?

The elderly couple were indeed intimidated. They didn't know anything about further education or rank; they were just quite interested in the "section chief" and "department-level" titles that Chen Jianguo kept mentioning.

"What kind of official is this section chief you mentioned? And what about the bureau-level official?" the old man asked curiously.