The Dalang brothers who were caught off guard by their names all shrank back and became timid.

Dalang stammered:

"Why don't we take him back..."

Old Yang raised her hand to signal him not to say anything more:

"I have no money. As your grandmother, I will not feel at ease if I let you go without preparing enough money for you.

What's more, you are not only his sons, but also the grandsons of the old Fu family. The reason you can live to this age is thanks to your family, not just those two bastards.

Their kindness is not worth your life's sacrifice. What's more, you have been ordered around by them since you were young. They have never treated you as their sons.

That's treating you like farmhands who can't be fired without paying.

In their hearts, you are not as good as the one they picked up!

You are still pretending to be filial to them, but there is really nothing you can be filial to them for. Don't forget, in order to save those five taels of silver, you have already severed ties with them!

Now it’s a favor for you to call him dad, not your duty. Your current identities are just the grandsons and nephews of the old Fu family, not anyone’s sons!

It's enough for a family to have such a fool and marry such a foolish wife. If there are four stupid grandchildren, I will be so angry that I can't close my eyes even if I die."

Old Mrs. Yang made it very clear that she would not agree to let the child take Fu Erbai away.

But what are the alternatives?

Wulang and Liulang are still a little confused. They were fine a few days ago, but now they have become like this.

To be honest, they definitely didn't want their eldest brother to leave, nor did they want their second brother to leave, nor did they want their father to leave, but their father always made mistakes and made a mess of the family...

Erlang squatted on the ground, scratching his hair in annoyance, not knowing what to say.

Dalang's eyes were red, but he still couldn't make up his mind:

"If I don't leave, I can't really kill him..."

That's for sure. Even if Qin Mingyi could really protect them, they couldn't kill anyone. This would be handing evidence to someone else.

If he doesn't die, there are ways to vent our anger and stop him from doing evil, but because of Dalang and the others, no one is willing to speak first.

Even Fu Sibai and Wang, who hated Fu Erbai, Xiao Yang and Fubao the most, were unwilling to take the lead and just watched silently.

This is also why Old Mrs. Yang let Dalang and the others speak first. After all, he is their father, and if someone else speaks, it will inevitably create some estrangement.

But these children can’t say anything, so it’s definitely not an option to just ignore it.

Dalang also understood, and after hesitating for a few times, he said cruelly:

"As long as he doesn't die, we will follow our family's instructions on how to deal with it!"

It is much better to have this, Old Yang said:

"There are two ways. One is that I write a letter of severance and throw him away. From now on, no one in the family can ask about it or anything like that.

The other one had his legs crippled and his tongue gone, but since he could still crawl, the old man and I broke the hands of this rebellious son.

Buy some mute medicine so that he can no longer speak.

They threw him back into his room and gave him a bowl of rice and a bowl of water every day. Whether he lived or died in the future depended on his fate.

Just pretend that he has not been found, and there is no need to let anyone know about him in the future.

It is impossible to hide a madman, but it is easy to hide a disabled person who cannot speak.

When someone asked him about it, he just evaded the question.

Even if he was discovered, everyone here knew that he was crazy and ran away. They would say that he was injured outside and offended someone, and we hid him to prevent him from getting into trouble again.

It is normal for a disabled patient to look a little disheveled, and others can't say anything.

Since he wants to live a good life so much that he is even willing to harm his family for his own sake, then let him have nothing. Otherwise, let him watch others have everything but he has nothing.

Tell me, which one do you choose? "

The Jinyiwei who hid the records on the roof felt a chill on the back of his neck and whispered to his companion:

"It would be a waste of talent for this old lady not to go to the Imperial Prison!"

But the house was not over yet.

Fu Sibai said: "The first one is not good. If he learns to read secretly and goes out to scribble, it will bring trouble. He can still speak even if he loses his tongue.

Even if we really throw it away, we have to cripple his hands and give him a mute drug."

Wang was also worried: "We are all soft-hearted people in our family. Even if we keep him at home, seeing him looking so pitiful all day long, we may not let him have some benefits out of our past friendship.

If you ask me, even if we really let him stay, we have to decide how much food and water to give him every day, and then we can take turns to feed him and leave, and no one is allowed to say a word to him."

The gentle and kind Zhao hesitated:

"That's not good. We see each other so often, and we're so familiar with each other that it's inevitable that one day you'll feel sorry for him and won't be able to help but say a few bad things about him.

Otherwise, if you destroy his face, it will make him look awkward and people will naturally not want to care about him. "

Fu Sanbai: "If you see him trying to talk, he will be destroyed."

Two people on the roof: How fresh! These days, I have seen many living Buddhas, but this is the first time I have seen a living King of Hell, and in the same room!

What kind of family is this! They are so cruel that they not only break arms and legs, but also destroy the face?! How big of a mistake is this?

"Oh! Is it that serious?" Old Futou expressed the thoughts of the two people on the roof.

The whole family looked at him silently.

Fu Dabai: "Why don't you think back to what he has done? Has he tried to kill us directly or indirectly many times?"

The old man muttered:

“That’s what I said, but we are a family after all, so I won’t say anything else, and there’s no need to ruin your reputation.

If we are discovered later and we can't prove who he is, don't say we caught someone else and harmed him."

It would be much more normal for him to say that.

The family thought about it again and again and decided that the second option was the better choice.

Dalang and the others thought that if Fu Erbai's arms and legs were broken and he was given a mute drug, he would not survive if he went out, so they agreed with the latter option.

In their eyes, although he lived a very painful life, he could atone for his family's sins, and they could also take care of him.

At least when he died they could get a coffin and bury him so he wouldn't end up being left exposed in the wilderness.

Although what the family did sounded cruel, Dalang and the others had no reason to object.

Fu Dabai said that he would go buy the mute medicine right away without waiting for dawn. Then, as soon as he left the house, a voice on the roof said:

"Hey brother, don't go, use this, it's a specialty of the Imperial Prison, it works great.

We're leaving first, and we'll get together again after you join the Imperial Guards!"

A bag of medicine was thrown into the yard, and Fu Dabai immediately clasped his fists toward the roof and said, "Thanks, brother!"

No one answered, and no one knew whether the person was really leaving or just pretending to leave.

He took the medicine back, mixed it with water and gave it to Fu Erbai. It really worked. Old Yang hit his arm with a sledgehammer and he couldn't even shout.

That’s because there was no woodshed at home, so they sent him back to his room and left him on the kang.

Looking at his limp appearance, this is how his life will be. He won't be able to cause any trouble anymore.

Everyone at home was hungry. Fu Dabai and the others who had just returned also needed something to eat, so we simply cooked a big pot of noodles and had a midnight snack together as a family.

But no one mentioned giving it to Fu Erbai. Even the most filial and kind-hearted Dalang was heartbroken by the fact that the thing was smashed and robbed on the road and didn't want to care about him anymore.

Who knows what he has lived in his life...

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