Cui Erlang's wife, Xiaobai, said, "Yes, Mother, some people say that the whole cart was full of fine rice and white flour, which you can't buy even if you have money. And the quilts were all brand new. The pastries were brought by the son of the county magistrate, the landlord Wang..."
After she finished speaking, a "hiss" was heard, and it was the sound of Cui Dalang's second son, Cui Facai, drooling and then sucking it back in.
Everyone fell silent.
Bai looked at Cui Fude and tentatively said, "Husband, what does that fool know? Such good grain, he'd just be wasting it."
Ms. Ou chimed in, "Does he deserve to eat such good food? Only Father deserves to eat good food and snacks, and only we, the wealthy, deserve to use such fine blankets."
Cui Fugui, the eldest grandson of Cui Fude, is a student whom the whole family has tightened their belts to support. He is studying at Baiyun Academy in the county town and will take the academy exam next month.
As the family talked, they all made up their minds: if you don't take what a fool has, you're a fool; if they don't take it, someone else will.
Cui Fude ate half of the rice ball and made up his mind.
"Are you sure he only has one little beggar over there?"
"Yes, everyone saw it, there was only one little kid, about the height of a thigh."
"No other powerful figures are coming?"
When the head of the Cui family brought the idiot to the hospital, he repeatedly instructed Cui Fude: "This man is an idiot, but he has a good identity. As long as he can survive for half a year, no one will care whether he lives or dies."
This means that this person has a high status and should be taking on certain benefits, but if no one comes to take them over within six months, the benefits will be taken by someone else, and no one cares whether they live or die.
So even though Trevor abused and maimed him, no one came to complain. His meals went from once a day to once every two days, then once every three days...
If you cripple him, tie him up in the old house, and let him fend for himself, who would take care of this idiot who has no blood relation to you?
Now a beggar is actually helping a fool!
Why is Landlord Wang so good to a fool? Even the rich don't have such a nice quilt.
“Go and get it back from him. If we don’t take it, do you think the people in this town will let them off the hook?” Cui Fude said. “Besides, he was sent by our master and he’s living in our old house. It’s only right that we go and take it.”
When the family heard what Trevor said, they all cheered.
Cui Facai didn't even wait for the bowls to be cleared away. He immediately put down his soup bowl and said, "Grandpa, I'll go get the quilt for my older brother."
Xiao Bai was extremely anxious and poked Cui Erlang's lower back with all her might.
Cui Erlang immediately said, "Father, we agreed that whoever gets it keeps it. We can't let everyone take it and it all go to our eldest brother. Fugui wants to study, but Jinbao also wants to study."
His son, Cui Jinbao, quickly said, "Dad, I don't want to study. Please give the blanket to my older brother."
Xiao Bai pinched him hard: "Why aren't you going yet? What's with all the nonsense?"
When Ms. Ou saw Xiaobai's actions, she snorted and thought to herself: Anyway, this family is decided by the father. Even if you manage to snatch it, it will be useless. In the end, the wealth will still belong to my family.
With people's hearts in turmoil, who could still eat such meager meals? They abandoned their bowls and rushed to the old house to grab grain and blankets.
Not one was left; they all went.
Inside the old house.
After searching around for nine days, Jiutian sighed and realized that there wasn't even a light in the house.
She rested her chin on her hand and thought for a while before asking Yin Jin'an, "Second Uncle, how do you usually spend your evenings?"
"have no idea."
How else could he survive? He was chained up, probably unconscious, I don't know how he got through it.
Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a headache coming on, and in the image he clearly saw a strange, devilishly beautiful young man—
Crying in fear in the dark, afraid of the dark, afraid of thunder, legs aching, hungry...
Countless times, whenever someone walked by on the road outside, he would shout loudly, but some people would sigh, and some would laugh and say, "That fool is tied up here now?"
No one came in to help him.
What exactly happened?
Who is this person who keeps crying?
It was him? Impossible!! Yin Jin'an may die, he may feel pain, but he will never cry out in pain, never show fear, and certainly never weep.
Besides, they don't even look alike.
He said to Jiutian, "Tomorrow, find a way to contact your rich senior brother and leave!"
"Second Uncle, I'm not leaving."
"Look, I can't do anything, I can't take care of you, and I'm even taking advantage of you by letting you take care of me."
"It's alright, you're my second uncle." Jiutian took out the pastries from the box, laid them out on Yin Jin'an's broken bed, and ate with him.
Yin Jin'an couldn't eat; he was feeling anxious.
Seeing that he wasn't eating, Jiutian said, "Second Uncle, are you afraid of the dark? Shall I bring you the moon?"
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