Dressed as a little fool: marry and have children

Chapter 415 Comfort

Seeing this, Xu Damao was furious. His face turned livid in an instant, and his eyes widened as if he was about to spit fire. He took a step forward, clenched his hands into fists, and his joints made a "crackling" sound due to the force. It was obvious that he had lost his usual calmness and rationality.

He had only one thought in his mind, which was to stop He Yuzhu and make him pay the price for his words and actions.

However, just as he was about to take that decisive step, a gentle but firm voice came from the side, stopping him abruptly.

He saw the third uncle Yan Bugui, holding a watering can, standing between him and He Yuzhu, with a look of helplessness and reproach on his face.

"Da Mao, what's wrong with you?" Yan Bugui's voice was not loud, but it carried unquestionable majesty.

He slightly turned sideways and signaled Xu Damao with his eyes to calm down, while also remembering to keep a distance from He Yuzhu to prevent the situation from escalating further.

"For the sake of our past friendship, I will stop you this time." Yan Bugui continued, his tone was a bit serious, "Think about it carefully, what problem can you solve by going up to argue so impulsively? It will only make things worse."

As he spoke, he patted Xu Damao's shoulder gently, trying to convey a little comfort and persuasion in this way.

But Xu Damao would no longer listen to any advice at this moment. He shook off Yan Bugui's hand and glared at him, as if he wanted to vent all his dissatisfaction and anger.

"Uncle San, you don't understand! He is insulting me, I can't just let it go!" Xu Damao roared, his voice trembling with excitement. His chest rose and fell violently, his eyes were red, like a wild animal about to lose control.

However, Yan Bugui did not back down. He knew Xu Damao's temper very well and understood that his persuasion might not be effective immediately, but he still decided to persevere.

"Da Mao, calm down!" Yan Bugui's voice was low and powerful, and every word was like a heavy hammer hitting Xu Damao's heart.

As he spoke, he walked closer to Xu Damao, his eyes revealing a bit of severity and worry, as if he was examining a child who was about to go astray.

Yan Bugui frowned slightly, his eyes stayed on Xu Damao for a moment, thinking secretly in his heart. He knew Xu Damao's temper very well, and he also knew that his behavior today was impulsive.

But then he thought about it again, because he still had some friendship with Xu Damao, especially the game he brought from the countryside when he was showing the movie. Thinking of this, Yan Bugui decided to try harder to see if he could make Xu Damao change his mind.

"You have to think about what you will face after you act impulsively." Yan Bugui continued, with a bit of helplessness and earnestness in his tone.

He stretched out his hand, wanting to pat Xu Damao on the back to comfort him, but ultimately stopped in mid-air and just sighed softly.

Xu Damao was brought back to his senses by Yan Bugui's scolding. He was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head, looking away, not daring to look directly into Yan Bugui's eyes.

He knew very well that his behavior today was indeed extreme. Although he had long harbored resentment against the He family, he would not behave so out of control in public.

"Uncle, I... I know I was wrong." Xu Damao finally spoke, with a hint of regret in his voice. He looked up at Yan Bugui, his eyes full of helplessness and confusion, "I just... I just feel so aggrieved."

Seeing this, Yan Bugui's heart softened. He patted Xu Damao's shoulder and said earnestly:

"Da Mao, everyone has times when they feel frustrated, but you can't solve problems impulsively. You have to calm down and think carefully about how to deal with it.

Besides, I have heard something about you and the He family. Although I don't know what happened in detail, it is better to resolve a feud than to create one. "

At this point, Yan Bugui paused, as if giving Xu Damao some time to think. He continued:

"Although I don't work in the steel mill, I also know how deep the water is there. You and He Yuzhu are the backbone of the factory. It's not good for both of you to get too estranged. Besides, you don't want your family to worry about you, right?"

When Xu Damao heard this, the warmth surging in his heart seemed to turn into a current, slowly flowing through his whole body, warming his heart that was cold due to anger and frustration.

He looked up at Yan Bugui, his eyes flashing with gratitude and complex emotions. Although he knew that the rift between him and the He family was deep and difficult to repair, the care and consolation from the third uncle made him feel a little warm and comforted.

"Thank you, Third Uncle." Xu Damao's voice was low and sincere. He bowed slightly to show his respect and gratitude to Yan Bugui.

After saying this, he turned around and was about to leave, but seemed to remember something and stopped again. He glanced at the onlookers around him who were either curious, indifferent, or sniggering, and a feeling of bitterness and resentment welled up in his heart.

"I'm fine. I'll go back first." He suppressed the discomfort in his heart and said to Yan Bugui again, with a firmness and determination in his tone.

Then, he ignored the strange looks, raised his head and chest, as if declaring his indomitable spirit and dignity to everyone.

He pushed the slightly worn bicycle and walked towards home step by step. Each step seemed so heavy and powerful.

When he got home, Xu Damao couldn't wait to close the door to block out the prying eyes and gossips. He breathed a long sigh of relief, as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders.

The room was quiet, with only his breathing and heartbeat echoing. He slowly walked to an old wooden bench and sat down. His body relaxed involuntarily, but his expression still looked lost.

He closed his eyes and replayed the scenes that happened today in his mind: the argument with He Yuzhu, Yan Bugui's persuasion, the onlookers around...all of this made him feel extremely tired and powerless.

He didn't know how to face all this, let alone where to go in the future. But at this moment, he just wanted to sit quietly and let his mind get a moment of peace and tranquility.