One More Jab

Xu Zeng found himself panting as the words poured out of him, a torrent of frustration and pent-up emotions bursting forth. He had gone from giddy to a tangled mess of feelings he had never dared to explore before.

His dad had moved to this village to keep him safe, but hadn't his ger dad also been true to the man he married?

His dad had been a devoted spouse, transforming their humble thatch hut into a sturdy clay house with tile roofing— the envy of the village.

He rebuilt the thatched hut the others lived in into a sturdy clay house complete with tile roofing. There were no brick houses in the village, but their house was one of three with tile roofing.

Livestock flourished under his care, ensuring a steady supply of food and income. Their home was adorned with luxuries that even the village chief couldn't afford.