Zhao Tiezhu didn't like the house in his hometown at all. It didn't matter if it was big, even if there was a spacious yard, but to him, it was still a poor mountain village and he didn't like it.
Zhao Liang looked at Zhao Tiezhu who stood up and said he didn't want the house, and he got angry just thinking about it. Even though rural houses are worthless, aren't they still houses?
Forget it. Not wanting to dwell on this issue, Zhao Liang sat dejectedly on the side, basking in the sun, feeling like he was about to fall asleep.
Just when he was in a daze, he heard the sound of brakes coming from the door, and Zhao Liang opened his eyes immediately. At this time, there was the sound of car brakes outside again. It must be Zhao Lei coming.
Zhao Liang rubbed his eyes and sat up, wanting to see how many gifts Zhao Liang had brought when he came to visit his uncle and his family.
He had heard Zhang Cuiying complain before, saying that Zhao Lei was biased in various ways, and would give the good things to the countryside, and would not be filial to his parents.
At that time, Zhao Liang was still wondering what good stuff it could be. Now, looking at the meat in Zhao Lei's hand, Zhao Liang was completely jealous.
Looking at the meat in Zhao Lei's hand, it was at least 16 kilograms. It was a lot. The last time he gave it to Zhao Tiezhu, it was only 2 kilograms.
Thinking of this, Zhao Liang couldn't help but grumble, "Old Third, how many gifts did you give to your family? Why did you give more to your uncle?"
This time, Zhao Tiezhu did not scold Zhao Liang and tell him to shut up. Looking at the meat on Zhao Lei's hand, the old man felt very unhappy.
"Zhao Liang, what did you do to show your filial piety during this Chinese New Year?"
"Don't say your money was stolen and that's why it's gone. In the past few years since you went to the northwest, I haven't seen you mail any money or things back."
"Besides, I gave you too much. I'm not putting pressure on you. When we first met, we agreed that everyone should get the same."
"After all, my parents treated their two older sons well, and they never paid any attention to me."
"My uncles and his family were kind to me. They gave me gifts when I got married, but my parents gave me nothing."
"When you asked me to hand over all my income, you said to save the money for when I get married." Zhao Lei spoke in a loud voice.
During the Chinese New Year, people don’t need to rush to work in the fields. Instead, they visit relatives and friends or bask in the sun outside.
Zhao Lei is the most promising young man in the village. He drove here a few days ago, so of course everyone wanted to watch the fun, and that's what they heard.
They had long known that Zhao Tiezhu was a biased child, but they had no idea of the details. Now when they heard Zhao Lei complain like this, there was an uproar.
When Zhao Tiezhu heard Zhao Lei bringing up old matters in such a loud voice, he felt overwhelmed. Now, he really regretted not stopping him before.
"But dad gave you a wedding house." Zhao Liang was unwilling.
"Yes, the wedding room, a wing room, and an ear room. The money I gave to my parents is enough to buy three main rooms."
"Don't tell me that when I eat at home, I only eat leftovers."
"All the delicious food is yours."
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