And Xiaofeng, having left the Guan Family’s doorstep, was comforting Yang Ruxin at this moment, "Big sister, don’t be angry now, those are irrelevant people..."
"Xiaofeng has made progress, huh? He knows not to get angry with irrelevant people now." Yang Ruxin said with a smile, pinching Xiaofeng’s nose, "Since Xiaofeng knows this, big sister definitely knows it, too. I won’t get upset with those self-righteous people."
"What does self-righteous mean?"
"It means always thinking that what one thinks and does is correct, and everyone else’s thoughts are wrong..." Yang Ruxin stopped in her tracks, squatted down to look Xiaofeng in the eye, "Xiaofeng, remember, when you grow up no matter what you do, you must learn to listen to other people’s opinions. As the saying goes, ’Three cobblers combined outweigh Zhuge Liang.’ A single person’s scope is limited after all; only with the help of others can one gain comprehensive knowledge..."
"Xiaofeng will remember."
"But, listening is just for reference, you also need to learn how to distinguish which inputs are useful and which are not, then to take what is useful for oneself, and finally, to make the right decisions..."
Xiaofeng nodded, "I will try hard to learn."
"You are still young, you can learn it slowly." Yang Ruxin pinched Xiaofeng’s chubby face, "Let’s go." The little guy is becoming chubby just like Sini; the feeling in the hand is getting better.
Although the incident on the road was not very pleasant, it didn’t affect Yang Ruxin and Xiaofeng’s mood at all. The two strolled leisurely from one place to another, and, nearing noon, they finally arrived at the old house.
Xiaofeng’s originally smiling face became serious, and his grip on Yang Ruxin’s hand involuntarily tightened a little.
Yang Ruxin looked down at him and gave him a reassuring smile, "Stand tall, from the day we left the family, no one can insult or hit us anymore."
Xiaofeng’s eyes suddenly brightened, and then he nodded vigorously, "Big sister, I’m not afraid." His little face was resolute.
Yang Ruxin sighed. Look at this, this is what family is, this is what home is supposed to be—the warmest harbor from the storm. Yet now... to enter this once familiar home, we must muster all our courage. It’s sad to say, but the Yang Family really is a failure.
She pushed open the familiar courtyard gate with her hand, and before she could say anything, something seemed to fly straight at her.
Yang Ruxin instinctively pulled Xiaofeng into her arms to protect him, then kicked out at the object flying towards them, and heard an "Ah" followed by a "Waah," and someone started crying.
Yang Ruxin slightly raised her eyebrows, looking at Yang Ruohuai who was sitting in the courtyard crying his eyes out, her lips curled in a cold smile. It was clear, the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree. If she hadn’t reacted quickly just now, the rotten radish he threw would have hit Xiaofeng on the head. Although it’s just the tail of a radish and wouldn’t be deadly, it would still hurt.
Now she had returned his radish to his forehead just as it was; surely, it wasn’t pleasant, right?
However, seeing as this younger cousin of hers is so young yet already so sinister, it goes to show what he will grow up to be, surely outdoing the blue in blueness.
"Son, what happened here?" Feng Caie, hearing the commotion from inside, rushed out instantly. Seeing her son’s swollen forehead, she exclaimed in shock, "Oh my! Which black-hearted, vile person hit my child?"