Rebirth Counterattack with Space-Chapter 22 - I Dont Want to Call Him Uncle

“You little whore, laughing now, feeling proud, sooner or later you’ll fall back into my hands.” Chen Juxiang walked out of the corner, her face still swollen with bruises that hadn’t faded, venomously watching the three people as they walked away,

“Feeding an ungrateful brat, calling another man ‘Dad,’ have you forgotten your own father? Wait until I’ve coaxed you back, then see how I’ll deal with you. Pah, a loss of investment, just like your cheap mother, both are good for nothings,” she seethed.

Every time Chen Juxiang thought of the “struggle session” the whole family had given her when she came back that day, her hatred intensified.

She touched her still-aching face, thought of how her husband had beaten her mercilessly with his shoe in front of his son, daughter, and daughter-in-law without any hesitation; the concealed satisfaction in her daughter-in-law’s eyes; the way her youngest son and daughter didn’t come to stop their father, only hiding to the side and staying silent as she was being hit. Her eyes reddened with fury.

If only her eldest son was still around.

Thinking of her “obedient” eldest son, who wouldn’t dare to disobey her slightest command, who, when told to hit his wife’s head, would never hit her body instead, her eyes revealed a sense of longing. If her eldest son were still here, would her husband dare to beat her that badly? It seemed she had wasted her affection on the younger ones…

Chen Xiangju knew her eldest son very well. All that nonsense spoken by that little beast, that ungrateful wretch, that loss of investment, must have been fabricated—her eldest son could never have said such things to her.

Chen Xiangju’s surreptitious spying and harboring of malice were things Lu Aiguo’s family could not know about, but even if they did, they would likely only scoff in disdain, not taking it to heart at all.

They happened to run into Shitou on the road at this very moment.

Lu Yun blinked several times as she looked at the skinny Shitou, who seemed like a tender sprout of a teenager being called over by Lu Aiguo.

Indeed, people change dramatically as they grow.

Was this shy little boy in front of her mother really the same person as that cold, chilling man who seemed to make people shiver just by looking at him, the tall and imposing figure with an eternally cool and indifferent expression?

Thinking about the grown-up Lu Aijun, Lu Yun pursed her lips; this one couldn’t be the same person as that other one. There was more than one person nicknamed Shitou in the village, so it had to be someone else.

“I was just looking for you, Shitou. Do you have anything else to do? If not, come to the mountain with us. I’m worried I can’t protect these two by myself,” Lu Aiguo patted Shitou’s shoulder and pulled him towards the house, “and later your sister-in-law has something to say to you.”

“Sure, I don’t have anything else on. I’ll put the hoe back and then come to find you,” Shitou nodded, gave Xia Yuan an embarrassed smile, and ran off.

“Hurry up, don’t stick around for their meal, come to our house to eat. We’re short on time,” Lu Aiguo said as he hurried Shitou.

It was probably his last phrase “We’re short on time,” that did the trick; Shitou’s voice could be heard carried on the wind, “…Okay.”

“This kid.”

Lu Aiguo shook his head with a smile towards Xia Yuan, “You’ll understand after spending more time with him. This kid might seem shy around you, but he’s actually the most reliable and dynamic. Without him, our house wouldn’t be able to secure the funds for renovations so quickly. He’s a real talent. It’s a shame his uncle doesn’t know his worth, treating a pearl as if it were a mere fish’s eye.”

“Dad, why do you have Shitou call Mom ‘sister-in-law’? Doesn’t that mean I should call him ‘uncle’?” Lu Yun listened with a full face of confusion. Although Lu Aijun also had the surname Lu, his branch of the family seemed very distant from her father’s, weren’t they too distant to be considered relatives?

Lu Yun truly resented suddenly gaining an uncle, especially one who was hardly older than herself.

“He and I are friends despite the age difference, do you understand? If he doesn’t call your mom ‘sister-in-law’, should he call her ‘auntie’? Is your mom that old?”

Lu Aiguo himself actually had a headache over this form of address too. He and Shitou weren’t exactly like brothers, nor like an uncle and nephew, but after so many years together, he had gotten used to him calling him ‘bro’.

“I don’t care, I’m not calling him ‘uncle.’ I’ll just call him Shitou.” Lu Yun didn’t even know why she resisted calling Shitou ‘uncle.’ In her previous life, she didn’t dare to defy her father, so she would only reluctantly mutter a mosquito-like ‘Uncle Shitou’ when absolutely necessary. After uttering ‘uncle,’ she would feel all twisted up and uncomfortable for a long time.

“Fine, fine, call him whatever you want. He’s only fourteen this year, just eight years older than you. It is a bit unfair to make you call him ‘uncle,'” Lu Aiguo gave it some thought and didn’t insist further. After all, in his heart, Shitou was almost like a son to him, so he swiftly accepted Lu Yun’s request.

“That’s better.”

Lu Yun nodded in satisfaction. In her previous life, you showed disdain to this miss, this life I will reclaim what’s mine, with interest, and then share your surname. Someone secretly snickered and danced a little triumphant claw dance in her heart.

By this time, she had forgotten, and had not yet realized that in this life, she was actually about to change her surname on the household registration, though reluctantly, and take his surname after all.

Lu Yun didn’t know that her earnest, adult-like “That’s better” had touched the soft spot in both Lu Aiguo and Xia Yuan, making them both burst into laughter.

“You’re just spoiling her. What will you do if she gets so spoiled she starts climbing onto your head?” Xia Yuan began to worry.

“Then from now on, I suppose I’ll have to enforce a good beating three times a day,” Lu Aiguo said teasingly.

“I’m being serious with you, you… never mind, I can’t be bothered with you,” Xia Yuan said, giving up in exasperation.

Upon reaching home, Xia Yuan immediately busied herself with boiling water. Once the water boiled, she cracked precisely three eggs into it. The eggs were only slightly stirred, allowing them to form into large curds. She then added salt and sprinkled finely chopped green onions on top. The soup, with its tender appearance, looked very inviting.

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Xia Yuan also served up six plump meat buns in a coarse porcelain bowl and brought them to the main room.