Li Xiangdong lived a wealthy life until sixty, with a house full of children and grandchildren, but one day he was sent to the heavens by the two green hats his wife gave him.
When he opened ...
Over the past few decades, Qian Shiren has frequented all sorts of glamorous and decadent places in Hong Kong, where he is surrounded by young and beautiful women who fawn over him and act coquettishly.
He's heard those questions like "Do you love me the most?" or "Have you missed me?" so many times he's practically sick of them.
Women, they're all just playing along. They can say "I love you" or "I want you" off the cuff without thinking.
But the old woman in front of him asked him in such a desolate tone.
Have you ever thought about how I've been living all these years?
He suddenly couldn't speak.
Memories from decades ago suddenly assaulted his mind.
In a chaotic world, in impoverished villages, amidst starving people, and in a barren yet vibrant youth, a girl with long braids offered herself the greatest tenderness...
Qian Shiren looked at the aged woman in front of him, and an indescribable tenderness welled up in his heart. "Su Fen, you've worked so hard all these years."
Zhao Sufeng's eyes, covered with crow's feet, were dry and burning, but she didn't shed a single tear.
After a long pause, she said in a hoarse voice, "If you take over Hanzhong, how will I live my life?"
Leaving aside whether her husband, Li Zhaowang, would skin her alive, the gazes of her other children and fellow villagers could kill her.
Qian Shiren frowned and thought for a moment, "I can take you away and go to Hong Kong with our son to enjoy a comfortable life. But I can't marry you, I already have a wife..."
Zhao Sufeng's psychological support, built up over decades, collapsed in an instant.
She walked up to Qian Shiren and slapped him with all her might.
"This is what you owe me!"
Qian Shiren was furious and was about to retaliate, but when he saw Li Hanzhong behind Zhao Sufeng, he held back his anger.
Li Hanzhong supported his trembling mother and coldly said to Qian Shiren, "I will not acknowledge you. Forget about it! Also, if the things we said in this room today get out, I will kill you."
At this time, Li Hanzhong was unaware that the matter he wanted to keep secret had already become the talk of the town.
It turned out that Zhu Hairen arrived at Li Xiangdong's house just as they arrived.
Zhu Hairen and Zhao Sufang had a falling out before, and the two families had stopped communicating. Zhao Sufang was quite surprised by his sudden appearance today.
However, since he was a guest of honor and it was their daughter's big day, Zhao Sufang and Li Jin received Zhao Hairen with great courtesy.
Zhao Hairen and his wife Qin Lingdi came to confront Qian Shiren.
They've kept Zhao Sufeng's secret for so long, and now the people of Lijiapo are getting richer and richer, but Zhao Sufeng is keeping her fingers tighter and tighter, and less and less of her ill-gotten gains are being revealed, which has caused great dissatisfaction among the couple.
Just then, the poor boy from back then returned home in glory. After discussing it all night, Zhao Hairen and Qin Lingdi decided to exchange Zhao Sufeng's secret for a lot of money.
During their conversation, they were surprised to learn that Qian Shiren, who was already a wealthy man, didn't even have a child!
Zhao Hairen was overjoyed and said that he could give Qian Shiren a son for only five hundred yuan.
Qin Lingdi patted him anxiously, "Two thousand! Two thousand!"
"Yes! Give me two thousand, and I'll not only give you a son, but also a daughter-in-law, a granddaughter, and a grandson!"
Qian Shiren rolled his eyes and gave a deposit of five hundred yuan.
And so, Qian Shiren found Li Jin's house, which led to the scene just now.
The couple, Zhao Hairen and his wife, who were staying at home, felt increasingly uneasy. They were afraid that Qian Shiren and Li Hanzhong would no longer pay attention to them after recognizing each other, and the remaining 1,500 yuan would be lost. So they rushed over.
Zhao Hairen and Qin Lingdi hadn't even settled in when Liu Jiangsu and Luo Hongkai, who had taken Li Yan to the convenience store to buy a snowman, returned.
Enemies meeting are bound to be filled with hatred.
Besides, it was the enemy who almost took his life back then!
At that time, the advantage was not on Luo Hongkai's side. He was forced by Zhao Hairen and his brothers to flee overnight with Liu Jiangsu, who was almost strangled to death.
Now, fortunes change, and Zhao Hairen can no longer afford to be so arrogant.
However, before Luo Hongkai could take revenge, Zhao Hairen struck first.
He ignored Luo Hongkai and Liu Jiangsu, and spoke to Zhao Sufang instead.
"Niece, how come you let all sorts of scoundrels into your house? These two adulterers are an eyesore!"
After saying that, he gave a disdainful snort.
Zhao Sufang was furious. "Who are you cursing! If you keep using such foul language, then get out of here!"
Qin Lingdi curled his lip, "Niece, you need to think this through. Your only family is the Zhao family! Everyone else is an outsider!"
Zhao Sufang couldn't help but shout, "Father your mother! Didn't you stop my mother from taking me away?! Do you think I'm too young to remember?"
Li Yan, sitting next to me, was eating ice cream with starry eyes, while her mother was yelling in the street—it looked really fierce!
Li Ying scooped her up and chased away the eavesdroppers outside, saying, "Stop standing there like a dummy, hurry up and go! Go, go, go!"
Inside the house.
Qin Lingdi, like an innocent old white flower, said, "Your mother was unfaithful. The clan chief wanted to strangle her! It was your uncle and I who kindly let her go! Besides, what good could you possibly gain by going with her? How could you be so ungrateful?"
Liu Jiangsu was still angry when she recalled the past. "Why did the clan leader strangle me? Didn't you lie and pin Zhao Haiyi's death on me, and even say that I committed adultery?"
Zhao Hairen didn't take it seriously, saying, "That's what your daughter told me, so you can't blame us."
"My daughter?"
"Yes, it's your daughter, Zhao Sufeng!"
Even though she had already guessed it, the fact that it had been confirmed still made Liu Jiangsu feel a deep sadness.
Zhao Sufang was a little confused. Zhao Sufen did like to take advantage of others, but she wouldn't be so heartless as to frame her own mother.
What benefit would she gain from doing this?
She saw her mother's chest heaving and was worried that she would upset her.
"You're talking nonsense! Get out of here! Don't stay in my house! My second sister would never do such a thing..."
Zhao Hairen sneered, "Your second sister? Your second sister isn't even your mother's daughter! They both know this perfectly well, so what's impossible about it?"
To prove his innocence and to show mercy to Liu Jiangsu, Zhao Hairen revealed everything that happened back then.
“Back then, your father worked in a shop in Bincheng and didn’t come home often. Your first wife passed away two years after giving birth to twin daughters. Your father raised the two daughters by himself until they were six or seven years old before he married your mother.”
"Later, your eldest sister died of chickenpox, but your second sister survived. Then, your parents had you."
"Back then, the world was in chaos. Your parents went back to Sister Zhao. The villagers had never seen your aunt before, so they all thought your mother was your father's first wife!"
Zhao Sufang looked at Liu Jiangsu with a puzzled expression, and Liu Jiangsu nodded slightly.
This is actually true!
Qin Lingdi continued, "Your second sister later got together with Qian Shiren, who lived across the street, and got pregnant. Qian Shiren's family had many brothers and was so poor that they didn't even have a thatched hut to stay in. Your second sister was pregnant but had nowhere to get married, so she got anxious."