The room was empty; the quilt on the mattress was tattered and smelled of years-old sourness.
Li Lao Er and Zhao Da Hua: Don't be surprised, they built it.
Their feet were stuck on the threshold; was it necessary to go inside and take another look? The next second, someone went in to check for them.
It was Li Laosan, his eyes red and he looked like he'd gone mad.
"Where are my things? Where are my things? Where did the blanket go? Where did the money go? And where did my wife's toad oil go?"
Li Laosan searched high and low, turning the pages meticulously, but found nothing.
"Brother Guowei, my little dress is gone."
At inappropriate times, Li Fuyi would awkwardly intervene.
Little skirt,
All eyes turned from Li Laosan to Li Fuyi. So dark-skinned—was Li Fuyi wearing a little skirt, or was the little skirt wearing her?
Honestly, the short skirt doesn't suit Li Fuyi.
One advantage is that the little skirt won't be overshadowed.
"Fuyi, it's okay, I'll buy you more in the future."
Yang Guowei comforted her, saying he knew how much Li Fuyi loved her little dresses, and now they were all gone; he couldn't imagine how upset she would be.
"Guowei, I believe in you."
Her eyes were practically glazed over. If there weren't other people around, Li Yiyi would have suspected that Li Fuyi was about to fall into Yang Guowei's arms.
Do not look at what is improper.
I understand. Luckily, this isn't a no-man's-land.
“Lucky sister, I will buy it for you too, I will buy more for you.”
The missing dresses were all bought by Li Wuchi for Li Fuyi. He said he wanted to buy them, and Li Fuyi didn't suspect a thing. She smiled happily at Li Wuchi.
"Brother Wu Chi, thank you."
Not overly sweet, but still sweet; having found his purpose, Li Wuchi no longer lived in fear, worried that Li Fuyi might one day abandon him.
Yang Guowei's face instantly darkened. Instead of blaming Li Fuyi, he resented Li Wuchi for seducing Li Fuyi.
Zhou Gangshu wasn't having an easy time either. Of the three, he was the least advantageous; he lacked skills, talent, money, and connections.
He lowered his head dejectedly, and by sheer coincidence, Li Fuyi saw him.
"Brother Gangshu."
Those encouraging eyes instantly revived Zhou Gangshu.
In an instant, what was originally a serious matter suddenly became absurd in the presence of the three people.
"Who, who took my things?"
They searched every rat hole, but found nothing they had missed. Furious, Li Laosan stormed out of the house.
[Yes, we're back on track.]
Aunt Hua and the others stood to the side, trying to make more room so as not to affect Li Laosan's performance.
"Father, tell me, did you take it?"
The first house they rushed into was Old Man Li's, which was no different from Old Man Li's—both were dirt poor.
"Third brother, it wasn't your father who took it, but it's what you should have taken."
After making sure everything was hidden, Li Lao Er and Zhao Da Hua finally came out.
They heard what Li Laosan said, but so what? The family division documents were there, and they were entitled to take them.
"Li Lao Er, you took things from my room."
The two brothers confronted each other in the courtyard, while the elder brother, Li, watched from the side.
[Let's fight! Let's fight!]
Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way!
I can tolerate this awful song this time, except for one thing: Li Laoda and Jiang Yuting can put up with it.
"Third brother, what do you mean by 'take'? Let me tell you, it's what you should give. Don't think you can get away with it by pretending to be deaf and dumb all these years."
He didn't even glance at Li Laosan; he was like a paper tiger. Li Laoer wasn't afraid of him at all.
"Third brother, what are you saying? What do you mean by 'take it'? Do you know that this is theft?"
That's enough.
As soon as he finished speaking, Old Man Li was met with the first loud shout from Old Man Li.
"Father, what do you mean by stealing? Have you forgotten what we agreed on when we divided the family property?"
When the family separated, they brought up things from a long time ago.
Both Old Man Li and Li Laosan were taken aback, realizing they had forgotten about this matter.
“Dad, it’s clearly written in the family division document that you will take care of your old age in our family, and the third and fourth sons will give us grain and money every year. The fourth son is working on a sewing machine. I won’t hold him accountable for this, but what about the third son? He’s not dead yet, so why can he pretend that he doesn’t know anything?”
Though he said it aloud, his heart was filled with gratitude towards Boss Li.
If it weren't for Li Laoda, he would have completely forgotten about this, letting Li Laosan live a carefree life for nothing.
They were both raised by Old Man Li and Old Woman Li. If they were to support Old Man Li, he should share the responsibility too. What kind of person would he be, shouldering it all alone?
"Father, you haven't forgotten about the third son, have you?"
Old Man Li and Old Man Li dared not say they had forgotten; once the topic of elder care was brought up, even those who were right became wrong.
Just like Li Lao Er said, Li Lao San isn't dead, so why aren't they giving him food and money?
"Second brother, take out the third brother's things. I'll live with the third brother from now on."
Seeing Li Lao Er's reckless and arrogant demeanor, Old Man Li seemed to see Li Lao Da's foolish side again, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.
Boss Li: It's normal to feel uncomfortable.
Li Laosan and Wang Yiting didn't want Li Laotou to come with them, but thinking about what Li Laoer had taken, they remained silent.
Old Li still won't give up!
No matter how outrageous the third wife's actions are, her heart still belongs to the third wife.
However, this time, it was a miscalculation.
The Li Lao Er of today is not the Li Lao Er of the past. Having learned his lesson, he must be reborn.
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