Yes, while the other children in the village were immersed in the joy and satisfaction of buying New Year's goods, his family was the only one who didn't buy any and even got into an argument!

"Grandma, you already have a new set of clothes, don't be so selfish!" Fan Dazhu said through gritted teeth, his eyes filled with hostility.

Mother Fan refused to back down, her drooping eyelids lifting as her chest heaved with anger: "Those are last year's clothes, made of coarse cloth! How can you call them new clothes? They're old already!"

This is a gift from your second uncle to your grandmother, so it naturally belongs to me. You can only take it if your grandmother gives it to you; if she doesn't give it to you, you're not allowed to even think about it!

She was even thinking of giving the fabric that her second son would give her as a gift next year to her eldest grandson, but he couldn't even wait until next year and started eyeing her fabric this year.

That's really great.

"Grandma, you're already this old. Cotton clothes are fine for you. Why do you need fine cotton?"

"Besides, dark red isn't suitable for older people, but I'll be eighteen after the New Year, and I'll be going to meet girls then. This fine red cotton fabric is perfect for making a wedding dress for me," Fan Dazhu said irritably.

He wasn't planning to make it for himself. Red cotton fabric is so expensive. He'd just send it as a betrothal gift to any pretty girl he fancys. How could anyone resist?

He didn't want to marry an ugly woman; he'd have nightmares every night if he did!

However, if you say you're making clothes for a young lady, Grandma won't agree; you can only say you're making wedding clothes for yourself.

Fan Erzhu realized that he would be seventeen after the New Year, and his build was similar to his older brother's, so he could wear the clothes after his brother finished wearing them. He quickly joined in the persuasion: "Big brother is right, Grandma. You have always spoiled us the most. Is a set of clothes more important than our marriage?"

Mother Fan was trembling with anger. This was fine cotton fabric, and this was all the fabric she had ever received. If she gave it to them, she would have nothing left.

How can I wear it out and show it off to the villagers?

"Oh~ Mother always says she loves her eldest grandsons the most, so why can't she even afford to part with a set of clothes?" Sun Jinhua said sarcastically from the side.

In the past, my son always sided with his grandmother and asked me to give in. I never thought they would have a falling out. It's truly an eye-opener!

Mother Fan was ridiculed by her eldest daughter-in-law, her face alternating between red and white, creating quite a scene.

Finally, she gritted her teeth and said fiercely, "Don't even think about it! You have no share in this. I'm not dead yet, and you dare to plot against me? If you really piss me off, I'll take the fields and forests and go live with my second son to retire!"

These heartless people! She gave up her second son's family's comfortable life just so she could leave them her share of land. And now, for a piece of fabric, they've shown such disgusting faces!

Sun Jinhua panicked for a moment and quickly gave her sons meaningful glances.

Fan Dazhu quickly admitted his mistake: "Grandma, I was wrong! Please don't go, I don't want it anymore, okay?"

“I don’t want it anymore. Let’s use this fabric to make clothes for Grandma.” Fan Erzhu followed.

Mother Fan snorted, flicked her sleeves, and stormed into her room.

As they watched Grandma enter the biggest and best room in the house, Fan Dazhu and Sun Jinhua exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with a sinister and cold light.

Fan Erzhu and Sanzhu remained silent, raising their eyes to look at the door that Grandma had closed.

Fan Sizhu inadvertently caught a glimpse of his mother and elder brother's sinister expressions and felt a chill run down his spine.

That's their grandmother, the grandmother who always tries her best to be good to them. What is this brother doing?