He could write calligraphy, knew martial arts, had excellent grades, and had even skipped grades—polite too.
Looking at the child, one could assess the education in this household.
"It's been so many years, yet the couple from the third family still remember it with such clarity."
At first, they had merely concealed the matter.
They had truly thought the third son would lie bedridden for life, and since his wife hadn't mentioned leaving, she and Little Huzi would inevitably have to depend on the eldest and the second son from now on.
So when the matter came to light from the two daughters-in-law, she subconsciously ignored it.
"Such a significant matter, they would surely remember it quite clearly. If the second son's wife hadn't run away, would it have taken six years for the second son to stand up?"
"This is fate," lamented the mother in the end.