Rebirth in the 80s: I Don't Want the Ungrateful Son Anymore

Because her son came to demand money and she didn't have any to give, Meng Shuyun was forced to death.

From disappointment, regret, and pain, Meng Shuyun awoke from a dream and was rebor...

Chapter 22 Mother, I'll take care of you in your old age.

She just closed the door, and that was it...

With a livid face, Su Dahai shouted into the courtyard, "Meng Shuyun, from now on, I and my two sons have nothing to do with you. If you starve to death, we won't even look at you."

"You've already taken the money. From now on, we're severing all ties. Even if you come crying and begging for forgiveness, we won't give you a second glance."

The courtyard was quiet, but a number of people came out to watch the excitement.

These past few days, the Su family has been quite lively. At the slightest sound, a whole bunch of people come out to watch.

Seeing Su Dahai's grim expression, Su Xiangbei immediately stepped forward and shouted into the courtyard.

“Mom, if you open the door now and give us the house, we’ll pretend nothing happened before, and I’ll take care of you in your old age.”

Seeing that his father's expression was really bad, Su Xiangyang hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Mom, just agree. We will still take care of you in your old age."

My sisters are all unreliable.

"A married daughter is like water spilled from a bowl; she's someone else's wife. But we are your own sons; you'll still have to rely on us in the future."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the tightly closed door suddenly opened, and a basin of water splashed down on his head.

The three people at the door were all soaked to the bone.

"Pah! You're making a scene at my doorstep first thing in the morning. Get out of here."

The three men, their faces ashen, slunk away.

Su Xiuju handed over a towel, "Mother, are you really not going to care about Xiangbei and Xiangyang anymore? They are my own children too. I was just angry and said things that didn't make sense..."

"You don't need to speak up for these ungrateful wretches; they're just saying nice things now."

I'm not even dead yet, and you dare to threaten me, your mother?

"Think about it, if I really get old in the future, will I have a good ending?"