Mo Yan stood up, patted her pants, and looked at Da Bao with great satisfaction, "Keep it up, you have a heavy responsibility."

Da Bao was dumbfounded: "..."

This is not what he expected. Here is a bright, big house, and there is that tofu shop where he makes money every day, and finally, there are all the lands in the family.

"Sister, are you kidding me? Don't we still have this house, the tofu shop, and all that land?"

Upon hearing Da Bao's words, Mo Yan laughed even more heartily. She grabbed his hand and gently squeezed it, causing Da Bao to howl in pain, "Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch..."

“Da Bao, don’t go too far. This house was built by my sister who went up the mountain to collect herbs every day, and then made tofu. She only started selling tofu after she came back.”

My sister has worked tirelessly from dawn till dusk all these years, going up the mountain whenever she has time, and that's how she got the house she has now. What does that have to do with you?

Da Hua was furious. She and her siblings knew very well how hard their older sister had worked to raise them.

At that time, my older sister was only a teenager, raising her and her eldest child alone, with her newborn son Xiaocao and her youngest child in her arms.

Since Father passed away, Mother has lost her pillar of support and soon passed away as well. If it weren't for my older sister, the younger children would never have grown up.

During the Lunar New Year, everyone else had meat, but their family was only visited by debt collectors. Grandpa and uncles would bring them some food, but it wasn't a long-term solution. Without their older sister, they wouldn't be where they are today.

"Dahua, that's enough. He won't understand if you keep saying that."

Da Hua was a little confused and didn't quite understand what her sister meant.

Mo Yan picked him up and gave him a good beating. After she finished, she looked coldly at Da Bao on the ground and said, "Do you understand now?"

Da Bao: "..." It hurts, it hurts, it hurts.

Mo Yan clapped her hands, then looked at Da Hua, "See? This is the right way. We need to reason with him, and after we're done, we need to teach him properly and make a deeper impression on him."

Da Hua nodded, her eyes shining. She had learned something!

Da Bao couldn't get up anymore, so he lay on the ground and asked, "Sister... can I not separate from the family?"

"I think I still want to make a move." Mo Yan was preparing to act.

"Split it, split it... I'll split it, okay?"

Da Bao felt that every part of his body was different now, and even the clothes hurt when they touched his skin.

"Yes, very good, get up."

Mo Yan nodded in satisfaction and looked at him on the ground.

Da Bao: "..."

"Sister, I can't get up..." It hurts so much.

"No, you can get up, otherwise I'll have the feather duster ask you to get up."

The next second, Da Bao scrambled to his feet and asked, "Sis, can I go back now?"

He just wants to go back now, he doesn't want the money, he doesn't want anything else, he just wants to lie down.

"No, I haven't finished speaking yet, why are you running away?"

Da Bao: "..."

"Go out and find something to do tomorrow. Even if you can't find anything, you have to do it, even if it's just picking up trash."

Furthermore, you should raise your own wife and children. Don't let her come to me. I'm not your parent, and I have no obligation to raise your wife and children for you.

Finally, get out.

Mo Yan looked toward the door, and Da Bao, as if hearing heavenly music, quickly ran out.

"Sister, he can actually run!" Da Hua was truly amazed; she had thought Da Bao really couldn't get up.

"Of course! Okay, go to sleep now. Don't you have to go to work tomorrow?"

"Sis, I'm not tired, I just think you're amazing."