"Tell me, if an elderly person can't treat everyone equally, they'll end up with no children to rely on when they're old. It's all their own fault."
"This is so embarrassing! I'll never be able to face anyone after this. Just you wait, this will be widely publicized."
"I knew I'd be back in a couple of days, how could this happen today? It's so unlucky, I'll have to cleanse Little Potato of bad luck tonight."
"Then you'd better be careful," Qian Xiao quickly whispered a reminder, as this matter was very important at this time.
"You don't need to tell me, just watch, every family will have to do this for their children."
The older folks say that such violent deaths are the most gruesome, especially since it happened in the village; everyone must feel uneasy. However, things aren't as strictly enforced in their village as they are in the city, so since everyone acts this way, no one will report anyone else.
Qian Xiao was speechless. Who would have thought that such a person would eventually turn on his own parents? The follow-up to this matter wasn't heard until a week later, when his third uncle came back to visit his grandparents and aunt and told them.
Hearing the reason, Qian Xiao was speechless. It all started when Qian Wangcai was beaten up. Their son and daughter had become estranged from the old couple, who were still hoping to rely on their youngest son for their old age.
Who would have thought that their son would become so useless? Not only can he not get married and have children, but his leg is also severely lame. He's such a grown man, but he can't do anything and just relies on his parents to support him.
Year after year, the elderly couple felt they could no longer work. Even if they put in their best effort, they couldn't earn high work points, and the little they earned was barely enough to keep their family of three from starving.
At this point, the elderly couple came up with a crooked idea: to find a wife for their son so that she could take care of both them and their son, earn more food, and ensure that their son would be supported even after they were gone.
But Qian Wangcai disagreed. He wasn't even a real man yet, and if he married a wife, she would only make a fool of him. What if she couldn't stand the loneliness and cheated on him? Wouldn't that be even more shameful for him?
I don't know what the old couple was thinking, but they told Qian Wangcai that they would have Qian Wangcai's father take care of the wife when he married her, and that Qian Wangcai would raise the child as his son. When the son grew up, he could take care of Qian Wangcai in his old age.
Qian Wangcai was already gloomy because of his injury, and when he heard these words, he felt that these two old geezers were laughing at him and looking down on him. They didn't want to take care of him anymore and even wanted him to raise their son in the future. What a dream they had!
Qian Wangcai was not a generous or cheerful person to begin with. Besides, this idea would disgust any normal person, let alone Qian Wangcai. The more he thought about it, the more perverse it became. Just then, the old couple brought up the old matter again, saying that they had found someone suitable, a young widow with a child.
If the young widow can't have any more children after she comes, then raise the child she brought with her as her own. That way, the child will be filial to Qian Wangcai when he grows up, and Qian Wangcai will have an heir.
At that moment, all Qian Wangcai saw in his eyes were the smug smiles of the two old men and the smug expression on the old man's face. How could he not be smug? This wife was actually meant for him.
He remained silent, head bowed, making a silent protest, but the two old men wouldn't let him go. They kept urging him to agree, saying that even if he didn't agree, they would still do it this way and have the old man go and bring him back in a couple of days.
The two old men's repeated advice sounded like the whispers of demons to Qian Wangcai. He didn't know how he got to the kitchen; he only knew that he saw a kitchen knife on the chopping block and picked it up without thinking.
He swung his sword fiercely at the two old men sitting in the main room, discussing how to pick up the young widow in a couple of days. After all, he was a young man, and even with his bad legs, he could still catch up with the two old men.
The old couple's shouts attracted the neighbors. Coincidentally, Qian Xiao and his family had returned to the village today, bringing back a tricycle that could run on oil. Most of the villagers had gone to see the novelty, and none of the people nearby were home.
By the time the people who heard the commotion arrived, the elderly couple were barely breathing. It was only thanks to the efforts of several young men who managed to hold them down by Qian Wangcai that they were able to survive; otherwise, they would have been chopped into mincemeat by him.
He had been stabbed at least twenty or thirty times. When Old Zhang arrived, he shook his head immediately. This was a deadly attack. How could he save someone who had already died?
It is said that Qian Wangcai went mad after confessing in prison, but even if he was mad, he killed his own parents, so his final fate would not be to go to a mental hospital. The nature of the crime was too heinous, and only death could appease public anger.
"What were those two thinking? Qian Wangcai was already a bit twisted because he was no longer useful, and they even conspired to have the old man take Qian Wangcai's place and harass other girls. What's the difference between them and animals?"
"If you really want to leave Qian Wangcai an heir, why don't you adopt an orphan? As long as they treat the orphan well, the child will never go hungry when he grows up."
"Perhaps people felt that those without blood ties were unreliable?" People at that time still valued blood ties.
"Hehe~ Qian Wangcai is related to them by blood, but he still lost his life at the hands of his own son."
"Forget it, let's not talk about them. These things are too disgusting. It's a good thing no one has married into them yet, otherwise they would have driven them to their deaths sooner or later." Qian Xiao felt that talking about these things was dirty-mouthed.
“You’re right. It’s a good thing they’re all dead, so they won’t go around causing trouble for others.” Sun Kaicheng also felt disgusted by the story.
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Time flies, and it's already 1974. Little Potato has grown into a five-year-old. After half a year of persuasion, Little Potato finally decided to return to the county town to live with his parents.
Little Potato thinks the countryside is better. He can go out to play as soon as he opens his eyes, and there are many places to play. Being with his parents is not as free as being at his great-grandmother's house.
Little Potato stayed at Grandma Zhou's house and Grandma Qian's house in the village on a rotating basis. He could also secretly listen to the grandfathers in the cowshed telling stories. When his uncles came back, they would take him to buy delicious food. There was no happier child than him.
"Honey, are you done yet? If you're done, we're about to leave."
"Okay, okay, I'll be right out." Today was the day the couple would pick up their son, which they had agreed upon with Little Potato.
Qian smiled and hurriedly came out to lock the door: "Alright, let's go."
Five years have passed, and Qian Xiao, who is actually 26 years old, looks no different from five years ago. She still has a neat short haircut and a slender figure, and doesn't look like a mother at all.
Her personality hasn't changed at all. You could say that Qian Xiao hasn't suffered much hardship. When she was a child, the only thing she worried about at home was her stutter. When she went to university, Sun Kaicheng took care of her, and after she started working, the two of them worked in the same company.
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