My Beloved Super Fierce Wife
Chapter 728: Knowing the charm of being pampered at a young age in 728

Chapter 728: Knowing the charm of being pampered at a young age in 728

Gu Yingzhou was also startled and nearly laughed out loud.

Be a pretty boy?

What an utterly absurd statement.

"Pretty boy?! Hahaha." Zhou Mei was so amused she laughed, "Do you think it’s easy to be a pretty boy? They have high standards, and with your face looking like a shoe horn, who would want you!!"

"Don’t you have any idea what you look like?!"

Lin Tang saw her sister-in-law going on a rampage and was at a loss for how to intervene.

She had never realized before that Lin Zhiming harbored ambitions of living off a woman.

That he knew the allure of being supported at such a young age was quite unexpected to Lin Tang.

But even though being kept might be pleasant, it could also include the risk of biting into a stone, painful.

This value system did not correspond with societal development and was indeed unacceptable.

"Zhiming isn’t seriously considering this, is he?" Lin Tang whispered conspiratorially to Gu Yingzhou.

Gu Yingzhou smiled faintly, shook his head, and said quietly, "No, he’s just getting carried away with his parents; he’ll be fine in a couple of years."

"I think he really doesn’t want to go to school," Lin Tang said with a laugh.

She never felt that not going to school equated to not having prospects.

Life is just a few decades long, being comfortable with oneself is what truly matters.

The Lin Family wouldn’t lack for capable members without Zhiming; even if he did nothing but lie around all day, life wouldn’t be much worse.

Shoe horn face? Lin Zhiming was fuming.

If he was a shoe horn face, then what about his mother?

Wouldn’t that make her a giant shoe horn face...

Seeing Zhiming’s face turning green with anger, Lin Tang was at her wits’ end.

Turning to Zhou Mei, "Sister-in-law, could I have a few words with Zhiming in private?"

She had realized that Sister-in-law and Zhiming simply couldn’t be around each other without bickering non-stop.

However, she also understood the saying, "Deep love begets fierce anger."

It was all for the child’s future!

Zhou Mei also didn’t want to be around Lin Zhiming, fearing her anger would get the better of her, and readily agreed, "Alright, you two talk, I’ll go for a walk."

Having said that, she left the Lin Family.

Lin Zhiming watched her departing silhouette and pursed his lips.

Lin Tang affectionately patted his head and laughed, "If you’re embarrassed, why argue with your mom?"

"..." Lin Zhiming, somewhat unable to maintain his dignity, grumbled defensively, "Who told my mom to nag me every day."

Lin Tang shook her head, "Let’s not talk about that for now, let’s discuss your issues. If you really don’t want to go to school, that’s okay too. People don’t necessarily have to excel in studies to live well."

After consoling her nephew, she continued, "But you must have some goal or dream, right? What do you want to do in the future, what kind of person do you want to become? Or, what do you like, what do you want to learn..."

"Just like your mom enjoys researching sauces, your third uncle loves cars, I have a passion for pharmaceuticals... What about you?"

She needed a goal to begin making plans for Zhiming.

Lin Zhiming thought for a moment and realized his mind was a complete blank.

He had no idea what he enjoyed doing, what he could do.

"...I don’t know," Lin Zhiming hung his head low.

Lin Tang had also been through her teenage years; naturally, she understood the confusion of that age.

She said, "If you can’t answer right away, there’s no rush. You’re only in your teens; you’re still young. Thinking too much is useless anyway, perhaps when the time comes, you’ll suddenly know..."

Seeing his aunt not blaming him, Lin Zhiming fiddled with his hands, his expression uncomfortable.

After a moment of silence, he shared some heartfelt thoughts.

"...I can’t do anything."

"I’m the dumbest in our family; I don’t know what I can do. My mom says all I’m good for is eating, drinking, and playing—like a spoiled heir in a drama."

The more Zhiming spoke, the dimmer his expression became, and he continued, "I’m not academically inclined, nor do I have Zhixuan’s gift for drawing. I can’t do anything, my mom probably isn’t wrong."

He had always been carefree and cheerful—Lin Tang was seeing this side of Zhiming for the first time.

She stood up, patted Lin Zhiming’s shoulder, and encouraged him to stand up straight.

"What nonsense are you saying?!"

"Your mom is wrong!"

Hearing this, Lin Zhiming looked up, a faint hope in his eyes.

"Everyone is good at different things. You see, Zhicheng excels in studying, Zhixuan can paint, it’s just that they matured earlier than you. You are merely a late bloomer. Why dismiss yourself so quickly?"

Lin Zhiming felt something was off and asked hesitantly, "...Is that really so?"

"What else?" Lin Tang retorted, bending her index finger and tapping his forehead, producing a ’thud’ sound.

"Auntie, that hurts!" Lin Zhiming whined.

"If you know it hurts, then stop worrying needlessly," Lin Tang said sternly.

She truly hadn’t anticipated that the excellence of Zhicheng and Zhixuan would bring pressure on Zhiming to deny himself.

Her expression turned serious. "The next thing I’m going to say, I want you to remember it..."

Lin Zhiming met his aunt’s serious gaze, his expression suddenly becoming earnest.

"...Go ahead, auntie."

Lin Tang spoke, "A person goes through countless stages from birth to growing up. Along the way, they will undoubtedly meet all sorts of people and experience different situations, including both successes and failures. You can’t possibly predict what you’ll encounter until you reach those moments. It’s normal to have doubts; who hasn’t been through that age?"

"I was also very confused when I was your age. Some confusions cleared up as I got older. You needn’t think too hard."

"Besides, you think you can’t compare to ’others’ in anything? Nonsense! You’ve fallen into a spiral of self-doubt, and it’s this mindset that blinds you to your own talents. I think you’re great..."

"Firstly, you’re diligent; you see what needs to be done around the house and you just do it..."

"Secondly, you care for your younger brother and sister; you’re an exceptionally good big brother. Little Feifei and Zhixuan have turned out so well, thanks in part to you..."

"Moreover, you’re kind-hearted and upright. When confronted with injustice, you think of ways to resolve it without being rash—your mind is active..."

"Aren’t these all your strengths?"

"The most important point is that you have a good way with words. When you argue with someone, you always hit where it hurts..."

Lin Tang struggled to comfort her nephew, and by the end of it, she had completely let herself go.

Gu Yingzhou noticed something amiss and interrupted his wife with a light laugh, "Perhaps we should leave that last point out."

If sister-in-law heard Tangtang praising Zhiming for that, she would be so furious she might end up in the hospital.

"Ahem!" Lin Tang cleared her throat awkwardly, looking at Lin Zhiming, "Let’s forget the last point for now; you forget it too, huh?"

Lin Zhiming nodded obligingly, "...I’ve already forgotten it."

Lin Tang immediately gave him a thumbs up, "Look at that, isn’t that a strength too? Perceptive and sensible, just like a little cunning guy; shouldn’t you be as good as Zhicheng and Zhixuan?"

"There are plenty of capable people out there. If you were so discouraged by Zhicheng and Zhixuan that you couldn’t even stand tall anymore, you might as well shave your head and become a Monk. Completely isolate yourself from the world, and in your own universe, you’ll naturally be the strongest."

Lin Zhiming’s expression changed.

"I’m not becoming a Monk; I still want to get married," he retorted.

He had grand dreams indeed.

Lin Tang: "..." Your ambitions are truly grand.

They have never changed since you were a child.