Song Xiaoru said in a soft voice, "I know you've always held a grudge against our third uncle and his family, but so many years have passed, and after all, he is our third uncle, our elder. Now that he's inviting us over, we should try to get along with relatives. Let's try to make things better."
Song Xiaodong snorted, "I don't see it getting any better. Maybe they just want to show off in front of the relatives again."
A twitch flickered at the corner of Song Xiaoru's mouth as she said, "Dongzi, don't always think the worst of people. Besides, back then everyone's circumstances weren't so good. It's their right not to help us; we can't expect them to do so."
Song Xiaodong put down his chopsticks and said, "Sis, I'm not that petty, but whenever I think of how they fought over the inheritance and forced us into this tiny house when we were both under ten, forcing us to rely solely on ourselves, I just can't accept this so-called kinship."
