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She carried a small stool over and sat down in front of Tang Zhinian.

Seeing his daughter’s serious look, Tang Zhinian straightened up. He knew his daughter’s nature. Perhaps because she grew up without a mother’s care, she was more sensible than most children, listened, but also had a lot of her own opinions.

She voiced her thoughts clearly, and was often seen as an adult in daily life.

“Dad, do you really despise Aunt Xiangcao?”

Tang Yuxin tilted her head and asked.

She wanted to know why her father disapproved of Zhang Xiangcao. Was it because she was divorced, because she had a child, or for some other reason?

“Kid, don’t think too much.” As Tang Zhinian ran his fingers through her hair, he was instantly put off by the mention of Xiangcao’s name, let alone her actual presence.

What is a widow doing with a child, clinging to an unmarried young man like Tang Zhijun?

“Dad, can you tell me?” Tang Yuxin tugged at Tang Zhinian’s sleeve. Her big eyes were sparkling. She was indeed very pretty, despite a slight tan, not as cute as when she was younger.

All kids grow up, but couldn’t she grow up pretty instead of growing uglier?

Regardless of her looks, Tang Zhinian still adored his daughter. Despite her tan, he thought she was the most well-behaved and beautiful amongst all the village kids. Were there any village kids who weren’t tanned?

Tang Zhinian was also holding back a belly full of rage.

“Just look at your second uncle,” he pointed outside. Thankfully, Tang Zhijun wasn’t there, or else he would have received a furious lecture from Tang Zhinian.

“Why does he insist on marrying a divorced woman with a child? Isn’t that the same as marrying a widow? In our village, families with more than one daughter are forced to have sterilizations. If they have another girl, they become such a family, and the Tang Family line would end.”

As Tang Zhinian voiced his concerns, his chest heaved with anger.

If Tang Zhijun really married Zhang Xiangcao, he would disown him. He would sever ties with Zhijun.

Tang Yuxin gripped Tang Zhinian’s tightly clenched fists in her small hands, and looked at him with dim, drained eyes.

“Dad, Uncle Zhijun can’t have children.”

Tang Zhinian was initially confused, but quickly shook with realization. “What did you say? How can your Uncle Zhijun not have children?”

Tang Yuxin bit her lip faintly. As a doctor in her previous life, she had dealt with many childless couples. Some divorced, some adopted, and they all made different choices.

However, Uncle Zhijun’s choice was completely unknown.

Because, Tang Zhijun himself was an unknown entity.

Sometimes she would wonder, perhaps there was some truth in the saying about divine justice. Yes, divine justice. Even though Tang Zhijun’s destiny had changed, his path in this world had not. He could not have children, he had no lineage, and would not have descendants. After his life, unlike others, there would be no traces of him left in this world.