Everyone immediately started to criticize An Youcai.
"Now that you mention it, An Youcai is really wrong. He's already quite old, but he's been so careless all day that he hasn't let his father enjoy a single day of happiness. Even after he went to jail, he still caused trouble for the old man!"
"Why!"
…
An Youcai came back in the morning, around ten o'clock.
Following him were two policemen, one on his left and one on his right.
Before, An Youcai was always handcuffed in prison. Now, for An Youcai's face, he was not handcuffed but only handcuffed.
The police didn't expect that Mr. An San had passed away.
But they still took An Youcai into the mourning hall.
An Xin breathed a sigh of relief when she finally saw An Youcai coming.
Although Uncle San did not see his son for the last time when he was alive, now that An Youcai is back, it can be said that Uncle San has fulfilled his son's last wish.
The three people entered the mourning hall. The silly wife saw An Youcai coming back and wanted to call for help, but Su Yi next to her grabbed her.
"Sister-in-law, don't go over there."
"Oh..." Although the silly wife didn't know why, she still obeyed and didn't go over.
An Youcai was a prisoner, so it was unlikely that he could help Mr. An San keep vigil. He could only bow to express his condolences.
No wonder others say he is crazy and heartless, because he is!
If it weren't for him, how could Mr. An San be so depressed, crying every day, and suffer from depression that led to illness and death?
Not only did An Youcai not feel guilty about his behavior, but when he saw his own father's coffin, he acted nonchalant as if it had nothing to do with him.
Even impatience could be seen in An Youcai's eyes.
An Zhi respected Mr. An San very much. He was actually a mature and steady man, but when he saw An Youcai like this, he was so angry that he waved his fist and was about to go over.
"Brother." An Xin quickly grabbed him and said, "What are you doing?"
"What do you think I'm going to do?" An Zhi was furious. "Third uncle is already like this, and he's lost his own father! Look at An Youcai's face, what's his attitude? He acts like he loves everyone, so how can I not be angry?"
An Xin also knew this, and she was angry when she saw An Youcai's attitude.
"Don't forget that this is a mourning hall. Third Uncle's soul hasn't left yet. Even if An Youcai is no longer a good-for-nothing, he is still Third Uncle's only son. He is not a human being and does not know how to behave. We can't follow suit and let others laugh at us!"
This is a mourning hall. Beating people here is disrespectful to Mr. An San.
Even though An Zhi was furious, he still listened to An Xin.
Although the two policemen had nothing to do with Mr. An San, they also bowed three times to express their condolences.
But the third old man’s own son, An Youcai, didn’t seem sad at all. He just stood there with an impatient look on his face, not even bowing.
An Zhi couldn't help but speak, "An Youcai, you have to be conscientious. The person lying in the coffin in front of you is your own father. No one wants you to cry, but what does your attitude mean?!"
"It's none of your business!" An Youcai retorted impatiently.
"you!"
"Me what me?"
"How can you be so unfilial? He is your biological father!"
"None of my business?" An Youcai rolled his eyes. "Now that the old man is dead, does that mean I have to die with him to be filial?"
"An Youcai!" the police shouted at him.
An Youcai closed his mouth unwillingly.
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