"I didn’t say anything. I’m just worried about leaving the pastries in this room. The rats here are big enough to make off with them. These were bought by Jianjun for his grandparents, and the child’s filial piety shouldn’t be wasted."
After saying this, she called Qin Jianjun to leave with her.
Qin Jianjun noticed the tense atmosphere between his mother and his aunt, which left him even more confused.
He knew his mother didn’t think highly of his aunt because of previous incidents involving her and their fourth aunt, but he’d never seen them so openly at odds.
After all, his uncle is his father’s own brother.
Is his mother really going to take the box of pastries away?
Is it appropriate to take away what he brought for his grandparents?
Seeing him look bewildered from one person to another, Mrs. Qin spoke up, "Jianjun, keep it with you. When I want to eat, I’ll come to your room to get it. It’ll be a chance to see my eldest grandson."
"Okay, sure, Grandma."
With Mrs. Qin’s words, Qin Jianjun finally felt relieved.
Outside, Qin Jianjun saw Qian Chuncao directly returning to their room with the box of pastries, making his heart tighten again.
He quickly jogged forward, "Mom, I bought the same pastries for you and Dad as well. There are two more boxes, so even if Jianjun gets greedy, there’ll be enough for you."
Qian Chuncao laughed angrily, "Do you think I took these pastries back just because I don’t want your grandparents to eat them? Am I that petty in your eyes?"
"No... no."
"To tell you the truth, I’m not afraid of your grandparents eating them; I’m afraid these fine pastries will be eaten by unrelated people. Your old aunt has been causing trouble ever since she got pregnant. She’s already had such a big argument with your second grandpa’s family, even asking your grandma to get strawberries from them. As if our Qin Family depends on her womb for descendants. If I didn’t bring these pastries to our room, they’d be taken by Ma Suyun in no time."
He guessed that perhaps his mother was worried about his aunt having some.
This was a five-jin box of pastries with plenty inside, and he thought it wouldn’t matter if his grandparents gave his aunt a piece or two.
But hearing his mother’s words, it seemed that’s not entirely the case.
He worked in the city and seldom called home. Even when he did, no one told him these things.
"How could my old aunt be like this? Doesn’t my old uncle do anything about it?"
Who constantly fixates on eating from the elders’ portion?
As younger generations, shouldn’t they be the ones showing filial piety to the elders?
"Deal with it? Many of these things are your uncle’s ideas. You’re grown now, and there’s no need to hide things from you. Do you know how your uncle lost his job?"
Qin Jianjun nodded, "I know, Uncle spread false rumors about Aunt, and did things behind her back."
His uncle spread rumors, and Aunt caused him to lose his job.
He thought Uncle brought it upon himself, and it seemed their accounts were settled.
"Right, they always say others wronged them without looking at what they’ve done themselves. Why did your second aunt go to the city with her big belly before? It was your uncle causing trouble behind the scenes. Do you think your second uncle would give them strawberries?"
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