Last night, Wu Buyu's parents had a huge fight that even turned physical.
His mother took his little brother, Wu Shanyu, back to her parents' house.
Only then did his father have time to deal with Wu Buyu, who had spilled his secret.
He grabbed a stick, only to discover that Wu Buyu had already retreated to his room and locked the door.
His father roared, "Wu Buyu, get out here!"
There wasn't a sound from inside the room.
His father kicked the door hard twice but failed to force it open.
He stood there fuming, gripping the stick.
Ever since he was little, Wu Buyu had given him no shortage of grief. He had been clever and sensible as a child, but at some point, he had suddenly started spouting nonsense.
That would have been bad enough, but whenever they took him out, he would wander off after strangers...
He had been beaten up.
People had also called the police on him for stalking.
Their eldest son had certainly caused them plenty of embarrassment.
Because of that, the couple had spent some time disciplining him harshly.
His father believed that the rod made a dutiful son.
So his approach to discipline had always been strict.
It had worked, to some extent.
After they corrected his behavior, Wu Buyu stopped spouting nonsense, but he became withdrawn instead. He barely spoke and wouldn't respond to anything they said.
On the rare occasions he did say something, it was always infuriating.
Why did their relatives keep picking on Wu Buyu?
Because many of them had been left speechless by his remarks.
By now, Wu Buyu was growing less and less inclined to speak. Sometimes, they wouldn't hear a word from him for days.
He didn't go to work.
Nor did he look