Little Seven said angrily, "I really don't know what Mother is thinking. We are her sons, and we are the ones who will be filial towards her and take care of her in her old age. But she neglects us and spends all her effort taking care of Uncle's family. What is she thinking?"
It was natural for her sons to be angry. They were even a little jealous.
Little Eight, Gu Jinhui, rolled his eyes. "Forget it. It's been so many years. I have no hope of Mother coming to her senses. I think that over the years, Father has been too good to her and has spoilt her. She thinks that the Gu family has a good life and is always thinking of the Zhou family. Fine, let her go back then. This time, Grandmother will certainly flay her alive.
"Don't think about it anymore. When we were small, it was mostly Third Brother who took care of us. I think I was happiest when Older Cousin came to our house to take care of us. Mother has never really cared about us. I'm used to it!
