He was truly envious.

The third son is living the life he's always wanted.

People, in the end, all they ask for is harmony within their family.

"Second Brother?"

Seeing him sitting there for a long time without saying a word and just staring blankly, Zhao Dashu couldn't help but ask.

What's wrong? Did yesterday go too far? Are you seeking comfort from him?

The shock was immense; being disciplined by one's own son would be like the sky falling down.

If you ask him, his second brother and the others brought it on themselves. Why not just sever ties with the family and kick the unfilial son out of the family? Why did they have to divide his land and house? Are they out of their minds?

Should we exaggerate and say "Well done!" to Zhu Zi?

Zhao Dashu was kind enough not to upset him further today. His second brother is a very strong-willed person, and he'll probably remember this ordeal for the rest of his life. He's already in poor health, and with all this worry, he's probably going to have another sleepless night.

Sigh, it's all tears when I talk about it.

The couple didn't know how they taught their children; they ruined them one by one.

The only one who was the dumbest probably wasn't very bright, so he didn't quite understand what was being said, which is why he hasn't gone astray yet.

"Third brother, your second brother has come here today to ask you for a favor."

Zhao Dayong found it difficult to talk about, mainly because he felt embarrassed.

In my entire life, I've only ever schemed to take things from others, but I've never asked anyone for money.

"you say."

You're not here to complain?

I was originally thinking that if my second brother came to complain, I would set up a table for him to eat and drink, so that he wouldn't feel stifled, even though we could only eat vegetarian food.

Now it seems, I should just ask the old man for a drink tonight; my second brother is more resilient than I thought.

"I want to...I want to..."

Zhao Dashu: ...He's so annoyingly fussy, who does he want to drive to his death?

"You want to sever ties with Dazhuzi?"

Zhao Dayong froze again. No, he didn't want to sever ties with his own son; after all, he was his own flesh and blood, and he couldn't bring himself to do it.

If he severs ties with his family, Dazhu's life will be over.

Just like Sanzhuzi, the third son has already abandoned them, and as his father, he can't!

"No, I want to borrow money from you."

ah?

Did you want his wallet?

Second brother has no money? How could that be?

"My eldest brother said that the old house should be split in half between our two families, and whoever wants it can buy it. Just now, my sister-in-law and your second sister-in-law asked the village chief, and he said that the old house can be sold for thirteen taels of silver."

so what?

"Thirteen taels, six and a half taels each for you and your elder brother, and you only need to give your elder brother half."

Zhao Dashu couldn't understand why his second brother was bringing this up. It wasn't like he couldn't afford it; he was joking!

Is he trying to show off that the old house belongs to the two of them, while he probably just picked it up from the Zhao family?

But judging from his appearance, he was half-dead and didn't show any sign of being proud.

"Well, just give him half." Zhao Dayong was inwardly miserable. "I only have three taels and six qian right now, not a single coin more. Third brother, could you... could you lend me some? Besides you, I don't know who else I can borrow money from."

Zhao Dashu was completely confused. Three taels and six mace?

"You only have three taels and six qian left, yet you still bought Mother's house? Second brother, what happened to all the money you've worked so hard to earn over the years?"

See? He knew that no one would believe him if he said he had no money.

"All the money we earned before was spent on Sanzhuzi. Later, Dazhuzi got married and spent some money on him too. Then Erzhuzi got married... Sanzhuzi was restless for the past few years. He would steal some of the money that was saved at home."

The lion's share went to Mother; back then, didn't each family contribute several dozen taels? Everyone toiled in the fields; money was hard to earn.

"But we can't have saved nothing, can we? After Mother passed away, our family received a share."

"Yes, a portion was divided. I also thought the family was wealthy. But yesterday, when my sister-in-law was making a fuss about demanding half of the old house's silver, my second sister-in-law finally told me the truth."

Over the years, she secretly gave Dazhu and Sanzhu a lot of money. Sanzhu came home only for the money. Your second sister-in-law said she didn't know why, but whenever she gave Sanzhu some money, Dazhu would immediately know and would ask her for it back.

In the end, all the money the family had went into their pockets. Now, that's all the money left in the house. They said they gave the extra few dozen copper coins to Dazhu last night, afraid he'd go hungry living alone.