"Uncle, no, you're not a member of the Yu family anymore."
Yu Dazhu, you're just an outsider, what right do you have to speak here?
What business is it of yours what happens to the Yu family!
Don't think that just because your son made a little money, he can act like a tyrant in Zizhu Village!
Yu Dabao said bluntly, showing no regard for Yu Dazhu.
“Yu Dabao, if it’s just a matter for your Yu family, then of course it’s none of our business.”
However, the rumors you two brothers spread have damaged our family's reputation, and of course we have the right to speak out.
Pan Cuiping couldn't bear to see her friends being bullied.
"Aunt, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want."
What do the rumors circulating in the village have to do with my brother and me these past two days?
As the saying goes, flies don't land on eggs without cracks. If your family is clean and upright, why would others say such things?
There's no smoke without fire; there must be something like this for such rumors to spread.
No one would be foolish enough to admit to accepting a favor, especially gold bars.
Yu Erbao emphasized the words "gold bar" very clearly.
The villagers sighed upon hearing the word "gold bars" and began to discuss it.
"My goodness, Wang Shi even has gold bars! I never knew she was so rich!"
"So, were the Yu family ancestors large landowners or officials?"
"That's possible. Otherwise, why would the two sons from the third wife insist that Wang Shi left behind gold bars?"
"I think it's impossible. The Yu family has been farmers for generations. How could they be the descendants of officials?"
“My grandfather’s generation said that the Yu family had always been poor peasants, very poor, and there were very few educated people.”
"I've also heard my grandfather say that the Yu family has never produced an official, let alone a scholar!"
The villagers' opinions were divided, with one side siding with Da Bao and the other with Er Zhu and his group.
"You're talking nonsense, you little brat! Just because you've studied a few more years than others doesn't mean you can spout nonsense."
Everyone knows that when Old Lady Wang died that day, when Yu Erzhu and his wife were counting her belongings, apart from a little over a hundred yuan in the drawer, there wasn't a single penny left.
Yu Dazhu and his wife didn't touch anything; how could they possibly take anything from the Wang family?
A dozen or so villagers witnessed it, and Yu Erzhu and his wife found nothing else.
Zhou Jianguo couldn't help but swear.
“Village chief, we didn’t say that Yu Dazhu and his wife took the gold bars at the time.”
However, it's also possible that Yu Erzhu and his family secretly divided the money among Yu Dazhu and his wife.
Otherwise, how could such rumors have spread?
Yu Erbao retorted.
"My second brother is right. Yu Erzhu secretly gave the money to Yu Dazhu's family."
Otherwise, how could the Yu family have made their fortune in such a short time?
Building houses and getting engaged and married off—don't all of this cost money?
"You're kidding me!"
Yu Dabao persisted.
"Yu Dabao, Yu Erbao, what nonsense are you two brothers spouting!"
The money my family used to build our house and pay for my wife's wedding was all earned by my son Chengyuan and Ping'an through hard work.
The villagers can all testify to this.
The two brothers worked from dawn till dusk, buying and selling vegetables and crayfish. Our family also caught and sold crayfish ourselves.
Every penny they earned was hard-earned, and it's completely different from what you're thinking.
Pan Cuiping passionately defended her two sons.
"Auntie, your son has become rich overnight just by selling some vegetables and crayfish, these insignificant little things."
"Nobody would believe that; only these naive and ignorant villagers would."
Yu Erbao's self-righteous expression makes him hard not to dislike.
"Da Bao, Er Bao, stop making false accusations."
Yu Dazhu is your uncle, you must have misunderstood them.
They are such good people, how could they possibly want any of your Yu family's property?
"That's right, we all saw it that day. Old Mrs. Wang didn't leave any inheritance at all."
Yu Dazhu and his wife are the most honest people in the village; how could they possibly covet your things?
“Their family has long since severed ties with your grandmother, Wang, and is no longer part of the Yu family, so naturally they have no idea what Old Lady Wang has.”
Several villagers testified on behalf of the Yu family's eldest son.
“You’ve received benefits from the Yu family’s eldest son’s branch of the family on a regular basis, so of course you’re biased towards them.”
Since such rumors have been circulating, it's highly likely that the matter is true and unlikely to be fabricated.
Folks, don't easily believe their nonsense.
Yu Dabao began his persuasion.
"Yu Dabao, say it again if you dare."
Believe it or not, I'll tear your mouth off.
Pan Cuiping, protective of her son, walked up to Yu Dabao and shouted sternly.
“You’re his mother, of course you’ll speak up for him.”
Your first wife's family is no good to begin with.
Although I wasn't home, I know that your eldest son's family has bullied my mother quite a bit, and even bullied my grandmother.
My second brother said that your first and second branches of the family are in cahoots; don't think I don't know.
"Yu Dabao, you're spouting nonsense! When has our eldest son ever bullied your mother?"
It's clearly your mother who comes to my house to cause trouble every time, and she even slanders my Xiangcao.
They tried to steal our business, but in the end, they all suffered the consequences.
Now, one of them is charged with hooliganism, and the other with murder; everyone in the village knows that.
The villagers nodded in agreement.
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