Zhao Dashu smiled. His wife had been spending a lot of time with his daughter, and she had developed a knack for speaking.

"I understand, it's just that I heard it suddenly and it's a bit hard to believe. I'll be fine in a while."

We've lived together for decades; I never imagined his health would be so poor.

"My second brother is too harsh on himself and others. He has devoted his whole life to Erzhuzi and Sanzhuzi. He has let himself down and let others down as well."

"I think you're really amazing now, my dear wife. You make such great sense these days."

Song choked. Who was she doing this for? Wasn't she just trying to comfort him?

What a scoundrel!

Mrs. Song was relieved; he didn't seem too heartbroken. Even though his mother-in-law had just passed away, and he suddenly heard that his second brother was also dying, he was just feeling a little sentimental.

My husband is so carefree, let him be sentimental. He'll be fine in a couple of days.

Song got up to attend to her own business, but Zhao Dashu stopped her, saying, "Wife, I'm feeling down right now, aren't you going to comfort me?"

"Do you need some comforting? You seem to be doing quite well."

Zhao Dashu: ...

Unable to rely on his wife, Zhao Dashu turned to his daughter.

"Xiaoyu, what do you think about this?"

Zhao Xiaoyu didn't care at all. It's his own body, and if he doesn't even take care of it, what can others do?

What do doctors hate most? People who don't cherish their own bodies.

Several years ago, the doctor advised my second uncle that his health was not very good and that he must take good care of himself, and advised him not to think too much.

But did he listen?

If you're willing to risk your life, what can others do?

"I have no opinion. As long as Uncle is happy, that's all that matters. It's none of our business, right?"

That's true, but Zhao Dashu is conflicted. After all, they were born of the same mother.

“Your grandma just passed away, and now your second uncle is like this. I’m not feeling very comfortable about it.”

"Oh, so what? What does Dad want?"

Zhao Dashu choked. Yes, what did he want? He didn't even know what he wanted.

“Daughter, do you think I should tell your second uncle? If I don’t, I feel he will continue to ruin himself. If I do, I’m afraid he will end up like your grandma and scare himself to death.”

The two gods, knowing their days were numbered, probably couldn't accept it calmly.

If someone told him that he would die in a few years, he would probably fight that person to the death and kill that person first.

Afterwards, I couldn't sleep for nights on end, afraid that I would die the moment I closed my eyes.

Zhao Dashu suddenly understood his mother's feelings. Everyone told her she was about to die, and she was already being kind by not hitting people with her shoe sole.

How could one not be afraid? How could one not be terrified?

Zhao Dashu was caught in a dilemma; speaking out was wrong, and remaining silent was also wrong.

"Go ahead and tell me." Zhao Xiaoyu thought it over carefully and decided it was best not to keep it a secret. "After you tell me, your second aunt will definitely take good care of your second uncle."

The two of them had a very deep relationship. Second Aunt definitely couldn't accept Second Uncle leaving so early. Perhaps their attention would be entirely focused on Second Uncle's health afterward, while they would pay less attention to Dazhu and Sanzhu. This might not be a bad thing.

Those two are utterly hopeless. If my second uncle hadn't known how badly his health had deteriorated, he might still be stubbornly clinging to his two fine sons, hoping they would get married and live a peaceful life, and trying every means to torment himself to make up for their injustice.

Zhao Dashu thought his daughter made a lot of sense. She knew her second brother well, and he would definitely do it.

Both of them are ruthless; they are ruthless to others, but even more ruthless to themselves.

"Sigh, in our family, only my eldest brother and I are the most open-minded. Dad and my second brother are both stubborn. Even if they're wrong, they won't change their minds once they've made up their minds. They're incredibly stubborn."

“Having a big heart is a blessing. Dad is very blessed, isn’t he? Grandma is also quite blessed. She’s lived a pretty comfortable life all these years.”

If we're talking about hardship, their family used to be the hardest off, but now it's the second uncle's family that's suffering the most.

My second uncle's misery was self-inflicted. Like my grandfather, he was reluctant to spend money, extremely stingy with himself, and wanted to leave everything to his children, especially the most useless one.

The father and son were remarkably alike; one died without regret, leaving all his money to his uncle. The other, knowing his illness was serious, also remained unrepentant until his death.

He worries day and night, but I don't know what he's worried about. Will worrying make the child better? Probably not.