But the most fundamental reason is that Jiang Chengzhou feels he has been getting too cocky lately.

He didn't really like the child when his aunt first got pregnant.

After talking with Yan Yuan, his aunt's reaction made him reluctantly accept the child.

But later, Jiang Chengzhou saw the hardships his aunt endured while pregnant.

The free clinic lasted for a month, but my aunt stopped going to the countryside due to health reasons.

Lin Zhilan never complained of being tired, but Jiang Chengzhou could see it.

My aunt is more prone to fatigue and drowsiness than before. Recently, her feet have been swollen, and she often has trouble sleeping.

He could see it, and Su Lang could see it too.

Because his wife was pregnant, Su Lang took over all the housework and wouldn't let Lin Zhilan do anything.

In the evenings, he would also give Lin Zhilan a foot bath and massage.

As a husband, he did a good job.

However, Jiang Chengzhou felt that because of this child, his aunt and uncle were very tired, and Linlin received less attention.

In his view, no one in the family benefited.

In my darkest moments, I even thought that it would have been better if my aunt hadn't gotten pregnant.

With my younger sister and him at home, that's enough.

But everyone was happy that my aunt was pregnant.

My uncle and aunt were happy, my maternal grandparents were happy, and Grandma Hehua and Aunt Chunhua were also happy.

Everyone was happy, even the school teachers congratulated him.

Jiang Chengzhou was unhappy.

One day, when he went to visit Li Xuan, Li Xuan congratulated him. Jiang Chengzhou couldn't help but punch him on the shoulder.

Li Xuan noticed that he was unhappy and asked him why.

Jiang Chengzhou knew that Li Xuan was tight-lipped, so he told the truth.

Li Xuan is straightforward and speaks bluntly, directly exposing him: "You're jealous of this child."

"I didn't!" Jiang Chengzhou retorted loudly.

But the louder he spoke, the more certain Li Xuan became.

"Having a child is your uncle and aunt's business; as long as they're happy, why do they need your approval?"

"I……"

Jiang Chengzhou was speechless for a moment.

He knows why.

When other parents want to have children, whether it's a second or third child, they don't ask for the opinions of their other children.

Jiang Chengzhou's friends, except for Yan Yuan and Li Xuan, all have younger brothers and sisters.

Nobody cares about big opinions.

But Jiang Chengzhou knew that his aunt cared.

That's why I wrote him a guarantee and agreed to his request.

Jiang Chengzhou asked himself, was he really jealous?

也许是的。

Jiang Chengzhou may seem carefree, but he is actually a very sensitive person.

He was certain that his aunt liked him.

His aunt had been very kind to him since the first day he arrived on the island.

He regarded Lin Zhilan as his mother in his heart.

But "treating it as" is useless.

He had no father or mother at home; it was his uncle and aunt who occupied that place in his heart.

Everything was fine before, and Jiang Chengzhou was immersed in this happiness.

Until my aunt got pregnant.

He had denied it all along, until Li Xuan finally broke the silence.

Perhaps not to the point of jealousy, but Jiang Chengzhou genuinely admired this child.

Jiang Chengzhou turned his head away, not wanting Li Xuan to see his reddened eyes, "But my aunt has worked so hard."

Li Xuan nodded, "Yes, it's tough, but it's her decision. You can be like your uncle and feel that she's working hard, so you should help her as much as possible."

"I will!" Jiang Chengzhou retorted, punching him again. "Can't you speak a little more tactfully?"

Li Xuan looked at him expressionlessly.

"Never mind," Jiang Chengzhou sighed, "You don't understand at all. Grandma Lotus is right. Your brain has become dulled from reading too much."

Li Xuan looked up, sat back down at his desk, and continued reading.

As Jiang Chengzhou was leaving, Li Xuan casually remarked, "Jiang Chengzhou, find something to do if you have nothing better to do. Stop thinking about these trivial things. You're just having too good a life."

Jiang Chengzhou raised his hoe and dug hard into the soil.

Li Xuan is right.

He's just living too well.

Because his aunt and uncle treated him like their own child, he developed a possessive nature.

More than feeling sorry for his aunt, he was probably more afraid that the child would steal away his aunt's attention and love.

Jiang Chengzhou spent the entire afternoon diligently digging sweet potatoes without ever complaining of being tired.

By the time he finished work in the evening, his palms had developed several blisters.

Even so, he didn't forget to tell Wang Xiuzhi, "Auntie, I've put the rotten sweet potatoes in a pile. I'll trade them with you for money."

Wang Xiuzhi quickly replied, "No need, no need. Even the rotten ones are edible. You've had a hard day, I'll have Uncle Han carry a load of sweet potatoes for you to take home."

"No need, as long as you don't blame me for ruining your sweet potatoes, I'll head back now."

After Jiang Chengzhou finished speaking, he washed his hands clean by the ditch, took a small stool in one hand and led Linlin home with the other.

Su Lang got off work late today and went straight to the cafeteria for her meal.

While eating, Lin Zhilan noticed that Jiang Chengzhou's hands were acting strangely. Her gaze lingered on Jiang Chengzhou's face for a moment before shifting away.

After finishing the meal, Su Lang got up to clear the dishes.

Just as Jiang Chengzhou was about to go over together, Su Lang called out to him, "Chengzhou, come here."

"Aunt, what's wrong?" Jiang Chengzhou stood still.

"Come here." Lin Zhilan patted the chair next to her.

Jiang Chengzhou hesitated for a couple of steps before sitting down next to her, his hands casually tucked into his pockets as if to look cool.

"Stretch out your hand."

"don't want."

"Hurry up!" Lin Zhilan snapped at him.

"Alright, alright, what's so interesting about hands?" Jiang Chengzhou helplessly clenched his fist and stretched out his hand.

Lin Zhilan pried his fingers apart.

When you open your palm, four bright blisters are clearly visible.

It's already broken; a piece of the outer skin has been peeled off, revealing the tender pink flesh underneath.

Lin Zhilan's emotions were already quite volatile during her pregnancy, and her eyes immediately welled up with tears when she saw the wound.

Jiang Chengzhou panicked and quickly said, "Auntie, don't cry. I'm fine, it doesn't hurt at all."

"It would be strange if it didn't hurt," Lin Zhilan glared at him with red eyes. "Sit here and I'll go get the first-aid kit."

Jiang Chengzhou dared not move.

Sitting in the chair, I felt a mix of sadness and warmth in my heart.

Lin Zhilan took out the first-aid kit from the cabinet and carefully disinfected and applied medicine to his wound.

Linlin also came over at this moment, and when she saw the wound on her brother's hand, her face scrunched up like a little old lady.

Jiang Chengzhou laughed, "It's okay, it really doesn't hurt."

"Ouch!" As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Zhilan pressed a cotton swab firmly against his wound.

"Does it hurt?"

Jiang Chengzhou grinned, "It hurts!"

Lin Zhilan then treated the blisters on his other hand, saying, "Why don't you not go to the fields tomorrow?"

Jiang Chengzhou chuckled, "Auntie, didn't you say that we should persevere in what we do?"

Lin Zhilan put the ointment back in the first-aid kit, glared at him, and said, "You've insisted for a whole day. Now I'm not insisting anymore. I've changed my mind and I'm not letting you go."

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