...Old Qiu's family.
The sun was shining brightly today, and Mrs. Qian was sitting on a high chair, enjoying the sunshine.
Qiu Dayong took a nap indoors. Having eaten and drunk his fill, he was living a very comfortable life.
As Qiu Huihui washed the dishes in the kitchen, she watched Qiu Xiaobao playing outside in the yard, feeling extremely resentful and complaining frequently.
Qiu Dazhi sat alone in his room, looking down at his book, but he was troubled.
He sat there all afternoon without turning a single page.
Qian glanced at Qiu Dazhi sideways, clicked her tongue twice, and muttered under her breath.
"We've lost all our money, and we're still going to school."
Another day, after Madam Yang passes away, this courtyard will truly belong to their third branch of the family.
At that time, she will definitely drive Qiu Dazhi out.
Qiu Dazhi is unable to carry anything, and his family doesn't have the extra money to support him.
Turning her head to look at Yang on the kang (heated brick bed), Qian's eyes flashed with disgust.
Seeing that Yang remained motionless, Qian wondered to herself, could it be...?
Is he dead?
She got up, covered her mouth and nose, went into Yang's room, walked to the bedside, and reached out to touch Yang's breath.
Somewhat discouraged,
"What an old codger."
"What...what did you say?" Although Yang's eyes were closed, she heard these words clearly.
“I said, stop lying in bed all day and needing to be taken care of. Don’t think I don’t know you’re faking illness again.”
"I... I didn't." Although Yang was angry, she still had to rely on her unfilial third daughter-in-law to take care of her at her bedside, so she had to hold back her anger.
Otherwise, after Qiu Dazhi leaves, Qian will treat her even worse.
Just then, with a bang, the gate to the Qiu family's courtyard was kicked open by Qiu Dayu, startling everyone inside.
"Qiu Dayong, come out here!"
Because of his actions, the courtyard gate was nearly kicked apart.
Qiu Dazhi followed him out of the house. He guessed that his fifth brother was so angry because...
The matter of counterfeit medicine.
Madam Qian turned her head, stepped out of the house, and looked at Qiu Dayu with displeasure, "Dayu, what's wrong with you? Don't you know our wooden door? It can't withstand your kick."
Qiu Huihui glanced coldly at Qiu Dayu. This uncle only knew how to dote on Qiu Yan and her two siblings. It was the New Year, and he not only didn't give her a red envelope, but he also came to cause trouble.
Qiu Xiaobao stopped and made a face at Qiu Dayu, "Hmph, I'm not afraid of you."
Qiu Dayong's dream was shattered, and he was very unhappy.
He got out of bed, put on his shoes, and as soon as he stepped out of the room, he saw Qiu Dayu standing in front of him, looking like he was about to interrogate him. A surge of anger rose within him.
"Fifth brother, it's the New Year..."
Before he could finish speaking, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, and his entire body fell backward, landing on the ground with a throbbing pain in his buttocks.
Qiu Dayu withdrew his fist and said angrily, "You two, conspired to deceive my fourth brother, do you think we're all fools?"
Upon hearing this, Qiu Dazhi's expression changed. "Fifth Brother, that ginseng..."
Qiu Dayu nodded: "I had Xiaoyan confirm it, it's grassroots."
"Grassroots?" Qiu Dazhi's anger flared.
"Qiu Dayu, how dare you hit me!" Qiu Dayong helped himself up, raised his hand, and struck Qiu Dayu hard.
But Qiu Dazhi grabbed his arm. "Third brother, is what fifth brother said true?"
Qiu Dayong stepped back, feeling somewhat guilty for what he had done.
"No...no, that ginseng was bought by me personally from a quack doctor, how could it be fake?"
Madam Qian gave a stiff laugh. In her eyes, Qiu Dayu had always been carefree and thoughtless. How come he had suddenly become so clever?
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