Mr. Qiu said impatiently:
"I've told you eight hundred times, stop clinging to your hometown, stop clinging to your hometown, don't you understand?"
“My parents are still in our hometown. I can’t bring them to the city to take care of them, but can’t I at least send them a little more money?”
“My brother takes care of my mother at home, so isn’t it my duty to give them some financial support?”
“I gave you this much before you married into the family, and Ze’an’s mother didn’t say a word. She even asked me to give more. Why are you so petty? You can’t even compare to one of Ze’an’s mother’s fingers!”
Qiu Zean sneered inwardly. His mother didn't care because she was a well-bred lady who had seen mountains of gold and silver and didn't care about his paltry sum.
As long as his grandparents don't come to the city to cause trouble and urge his mother to have sons like they're giving birth to babies, his mother is willing to spend money to buy peace and quiet.
Aunt Zhou's family is dirt poor. Aunt Zhou's mother was a maid in the Min family. How could she be like her mother? His father really dares to think that way!
Sure enough, mentioning Qiu Ze'an's mother made Aunt Zhou even angrier, and she roared:
"You just said I'm not as good as her, and now you're bringing it up again. Tell me, do you still have feelings for that bitch? Tell me, tell me!"
Upon hearing his mother called a slut, Qiu Ze'an's expression immediately changed, and he retorted sharply:
“Aunt Zhou, I respect you as an elder, and I haven’t argued with you no matter what you say about me, but how dare you mention my mother?”
"This is the new society. If this were the old society, do you think you could still marry my father?"
“You’re betrothed as a wife and run away as a concubine? What kind of person are you, stealing? At most, you’re just my father’s maidservant. You don’t even deserve the proper etiquette of a concubine in front of my mother.”
Since she has no intention of saving face, Qiu Zean is not going to give her any face either.
He insulted his mother! This is truly intolerable! Even if the uncle can tolerate it, the aunt will have to fight back!
Aunt Zhou was so angry that she trembled all over when Qiu Ze'an said she was worthless, not even a concubine, but a maidservant.
Aunt Zhou roared:
"Who are you calling a thief? Who are you calling a concubine's maid? Who is performing the concubine's rites for your mother? It is your mother who is performing the concubine's rites for me. I was the one who met your father first. She stole my man, not me!"
Aunt Zhou hated it most when people said she was inferior to Min Qiurong. She had worked in the Min family.
Qiu Zean said disdainfully:
"Just because my mother was married through proper channels, she will always hold the title of the first wife. Even if you die, you'll only rise from a maidservant to a head maidservant. You'll never become a concubine in your entire life!"
Aunt Zhou gritted her teeth and said:
“I’m not a concubine. I’m going to be buried with Old Qiu when I die. Just for that reason, I’m a million times better than your mother.”
"Your mother is a coward. She lost her man to me when she was young, and she could never go back to Lao Qiu's side until she died."
At this point, Aunt Zhou became proud. What good was it for Min Qiurong to be so capable and well-bred? She still couldn't keep her man and had her home stolen by her.
She'll never be able to be buried with her man, even in death; she'll never be as good as her!
Hearing this, Qiu Zean wanted to laugh. With a father like that, whoever wants to be buried with him can be buried with him.
Even if his mother went abroad and never came back, given her personality, she would never want to be buried with Qiu's father.
Moreover, Qiu Ze'an glanced at his father without making a sound.
Is such a piece of trash even worth fighting for burial rights? Is it an honor to be buried with garbage?
When the topic of burying them together came up, Qiu's father's expression changed. Fearing that Qiu Ze'an might misunderstand, he reassured Qiu Ze'an, saying:
"Don't listen to your Aunt Zhou's nonsense. Your mother and I separated because of external factors, we had no choice."
"If the situation changes in the future, and I can find your mother, I will still..."
Qiu Zean was disgusted and interrupted:
"Father, you don't need to say anything more, let's leave it at that for today..."
After saying that, Qiu Ze'an, with a sullen face, put the envelope given to him by his father in his pocket, rummaged through the things that Aunt Zhou had handed over, wrapped them in a tablecloth, slung them over his shoulder, and left.
Watching Qiu Ze'an's retreating figure, Qiu's father felt a pang of sadness, realizing his eldest son was still heartbroken. He glared at Aunt Zhou resentfully and gritted his teeth, saying:
"You just can't stand to see our father-son relationship being good, can you? I'm not letting this go!"
Qiu Zean was simply too lazy to argue with Aunt Zhou at home. He had already achieved his goal, so there was no need to get entangled with Aunt Zhou any further.
Besides, he also had to go to the old house his mother left him to hide all his things, so he didn't have time to deal with his father and Aunt Zhou.
With all that he's stirred up, they'll have a good fight tonight!
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