Chapter 803 My mother will not let you go even if she becomes a ghost
Li Zhuang's eyes were bloodshot as he cursed, "What's the big deal? You're accepting a thief as your father. You'll get your comeuppance sooner or later!"
Hearing this, Li Zhi couldn't help but sneer, "I usually tell you to read more, but you don't listen. You keep scolding me with the same two sentences, and even though you're not tired of saying them, I'm tired of hearing them.
Either change to something new, or shut up."
"you!"
"What do you mean? You stare at me with your big eyes, and you think anyone is afraid of you."
Li Zhi turned around and glanced at Song Yanxi's face. Seeing that she was not angry, he continued, "You keep your ears perked up like decorations all day long, and you can't even understand a single word people say.
Whether the prince and the princess go to the border town or not, your mother is so sick that she will die sooner or later.
Who knows, we might not be able to resist the Liang army’s invasion.”
He changed the subject and said, "If it weren't for the princess, your family would be so poor that they couldn't even afford a coffin. Do you think you would have to rely on your big face to handle your mother's funeral?"
Li Zhuang: "You're talking nonsense!"
Too lazy to scold him, Li Zhi said directly: "Your mother was reluctant to pay for medical treatment and medicine, and she spent all your father's pension on you. Do you admit this or not?"
Seeing that Li Zhuang wanted to refute, he said, "My brother and I heard what you said in your sleep before.
Touch the fat on your belly and swear to heaven that all the good things in the house have gone into your stomach.
But in an instant, the blood color on Li Zhuang's face disappeared.
His lips trembled and he stammered, "I...I didn't!"
But the past scenes kept appearing before his eyes, and a voice in his ear shouted at him: "It was your greed that killed your mother."
Li Zhuang loudly retorted: "I didn't kill my mother, it was these outsiders who killed her.
Killing someone means paying with your life. They are the ones who deserve to die!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the surroundings suddenly became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Song Yanxi looked at him coldly, and could not connect this face with the dejected face when He Chunhua entrusted her son to him.
Maybe Mr. Liu was right, some children are born to collect debts.
I wonder if Sister Chunhua, if she is still alive, would regret having indulged her child when she sees what he has become like now, even though she was worried about him before her death.
She was reluctant to eat or wear anything, and she always cared about her son.
Even when he caught a cold, he just found a folk remedy and used the money he saved on medicine to support Li Zhuang.
Song Yanxi only found out afterwards that He Chunhua's original illness was not serious, she just looked a little haggard because she missed her deceased husband.
Old Liu felt sorry for her as it was not easy for her to raise the child alone, so he took her pulse and prescribed two simple medicines for her to take good care of the child.
But after a few months, when he saw her again, the cold had spread to her lungs, and she would cough non-stop at the slightest touch of wind.
Even so, she was still worried about her son and had to do laundry and cook for him every day despite her sick body.
Old Liu couldn't bear to see this, and advised her several times to have a good rest. From time to time, he would send her the meat and vegetables he had saved, hoping to improve the meals for the mother and son.
For a poor family like them, as long as they have enough food to eat and warm clothes to wear, there is no difficulty that they cannot overcome.
But He Chunhua's health was getting worse and worse.
Mr. Liu doubted the medicine he bought and even suspected that his medical skills were not good enough, which was why the condition did not improve.
Until one day, he arrived at Li's house just in time for dinner.
There were two bowls of rice on the table.
One bowl is of hot white rice with meat and vegetables piled on top.
The other bowl contained clumping brown rice that had been left over from who knows when.
When Mr. Liu entered the room, he heard He Chunhua say, "Zhuangzhuang, Mom doesn't like to eat meat, you eat it yourself.
Listen to your mother, you are in the growth stage now, you need to eat more so that you can grow into a man in the future."
As long as one is a human being, how can he or she really not have the desire for food?
Not to mention, He Chunhua is still a patient, and it is absolutely impossible for her to eat food without any meat or fish.
In an ordinary family, the child would know that this was a lie from his mother as soon as he heard it, and would refuse to eat alone no matter what.
So when Mr. Liu heard this, his first reaction was that this was a sign of humility between mother and son.
But what did he see?
Li Zhuang hesitated for only a moment before picking up his chopsticks and devouring the food. As he ate, he mumbled, "Don't worry, mother. When I grow up, I will definitely become a great general to protect you!"
Just a few empty words made He Chunhua's eyes red.
Ever since her husband passed away, this son has become her only hope in the world.
So she pushed all the good things she could get in front of Li Zhuang.
Perhaps at first, he was still filial and knew that he shouldn't do this.
But when he got used to enjoying it, these became a matter of course for him.
Anyway, he could coax He Chunhua with a few sweet words, and then lie on her and continue to suck her blood with a clear conscience.
If He Chunhua and her husband had not passed away, and the Li family had no other reliable relatives to entrust the child to, Old Liu would have secretly not wanted Song Yanxi to take him back to the Yan family.
If a person doesn't have the slightest bit of gratitude towards his own mother, don't expect to get any return from him even if you treat him with all your heart.
Coincidentally, Song Yanxi never thought about what she could get from him.
She was just thinking about letting him grow up in the Yan family because she was thinking about what she promised He Chunhua.
It's just a matter of food, which means nothing to them, even if it's just to give them peace of mind.
It’s a pity that Li Zhuang disappointed her so much.
He is stupid, foolish and selfish. He thinks that by putting all the blame on others, he can gain benefits from the guilt of others towards him.
But he forgot one thing.
Not everyone in this world is as stupid as He Chunhua, allowing such an ungrateful beast to drag them down and kill them.
Li Zhuang couldn't convince himself, so he placed all his hopes on He Suowei.
He opened his mouth: "Uncle..."
He Suowei clenched his fists and said, "Shut up!"
Facing his eyes full of pain, Li Zhuang swallowed and wanted to explain.
He's so-called fist was one step faster than him.
He punched Li Zhuang in the face, but he still felt unsatisfied. He rushed forward, grabbed his collar, and angrily asked, "You beast, that's your own mother, how dare you?"
Li Zhuang opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, tears streaming down his face.
He said in a panic: "Uncle, don't listen to their nonsense, we are the closest people!"
Veins popped up on He Suo's forehead, "Shut up!"
He stared with bloodshot eyes at Li Zhuang's face, which was so fat that his eyes were almost invisible, trying to find similarities with the bright smiling face in his memory.
But no matter how he looked at it, he only saw the word "greed".
How could such a person be worthy of being his elder sister's son?
Sensing the murderous intent in his eyes, Li Zhuang panicked and said, "You can't kill me, or my mother won't let you go even if she becomes a ghost!"
He Suo looked up at the sky and suddenly laughed, his shoulders shaking with laughter.
But Song Yanxi clearly saw tears rolling down the corners of his eyes.
As if realizing that these words would be useful to him, Li Zhuang suddenly felt more confident, and a gleam of light flashed in his small eyes.
He coughed lightly and asked sarcastically, "Uncle, should you take the imperial examination this autumn?"
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