After thinking for a moment, Old Man Huang finally headed towards the villa.
Upon hearing the news that the old man was coming, Old Mrs. Huang hesitated for only a moment before coming out to see her husband.
No matter how much you hate them, after living together for decades, you still can't let go.
But deep down, she couldn't let it go, and her words carried a hint of anger: "Why are you all alone? Where are all your precious kids? Did they run away because they think you're useless?"
These hurtful words made the old man's face turn pale instantly.
"Old woman, I know I made a mistake. Can you come back and continue living with me? Just the two of us."
Upon hearing this, Grandma Huang's feelings were very complicated. "They really abandoned you?"
Old Huang didn't reply, he just kept his lips tightly pursed.
"No way, does the eldest brother have that kind of guts?" Old Mrs. Huang asked in surprise. "You wouldn't have been so foolish as to give them all your silver, would you?"
“I had given it all away, but I felt that my eldest son’s wife was unreliable, so I took it back.”
"And now? How much is left?"
"One thousand taels, and the other two thousand are going to be used to treat Da Shan's illness."
Upon hearing this, Old Mrs. Huang gave her husband a subtle look.
Surprisingly, this person still had some sense and knew that the eldest brother's family couldn't be relied on.
"It's good that you still have money," the old lady nodded slightly. "Live a good life from now on and don't always think about going astray."
Upon hearing this, Old Man Huang was overjoyed, "Wife, are you willing to live with me?"
"Of course I don't want to. I'm already being good-natured by not seeking revenge for the past," the old lady waved her hand. "Don't even think about making a living. It's impossible. You're not a fool. You have money to spare. You can live comfortably in your old age."
The premise is to mind your own business.
She had come to realize that as long as Huangshan was alive, the eldest son's family would never have a comfortable life.
Thinking of this, she earnestly advised her husband, "Take my advice. Before you reach the end of your rope, quickly cut ties with them and find a place where no one knows you. Otherwise, you'll never be able to live a peaceful life again."
"I see."
A person who is not satisfied with two thousand taels of silver will eventually covet the remaining one thousand taels. Even if his wife doesn't say anything, he will find a way to hide it.
The old man felt very uncomfortable having to be wary of even his closest relatives, but he was helpless.
We can't be so foolish as to cut off our own escape route.
Seeing Old Man Huang's forlorn figure, the old lady felt a pang of sadness. "If there's anywhere you want to go, I'll have Ya Ya arrange it. I guarantee they won't be able to find you."
"Can I stay here?" Old Man Huang pleaded, tears welling in his eyes.
"No, there's no turning back once the arrow is released. Xiao Chuan and the others can't get along with you."
"I understand."
Old Huang lowered his head and dejectedly lowered his raised arm.
He stood silently below, staring intently at his wife for a long while. Once he was certain there was truly no room for negotiation, he slowly turned around and said, "Take good care of yourself from now on!"
As expected, once you've gone astray, there's no turning back.
After the old man left, Grandma Huang was in a bad mood and sat in her chair in a daze.
“Mother,” Jiang Nuan said cautiously, “Don’t worry, I’ve already sent someone to follow him, the old man will be fine.”
"Ya Ya, he regrets it."
"Um."
"He really regrets it."
“Yes,” Jiang Nuan sensed that something was wrong with the old lady and became even more cautious. “It’s really not easy for someone as strong-willed as the old man to admit his mistakes.”
I always thought the old man would stick to one path his whole life, but I never expected him to withdraw so decisively. It's really surprising.
I don't know whether to say he's rational or that he loves himself more.
Grandma Huang remained lost in her own thoughts and did not respond.
After a long silence, he suddenly asked, "Tell me, if everything goes as he wants, and the eldest son's family prospers while Xiao Chuan and the others live a life of mediocrity, will he still regret it?"
The old lady had thought that seeing the old man's regretful expression would make her feel happy and proud, but now, she felt none of that.
Instead, it evoked a sense of sadness and sorrow, even doubt.
She wasn't sure if the old man was remorseful because of his tragic end or if he had truly realized his mistakes.
If it's the former, then this current behavior is just a joke.
"There are no 'what ifs,' Mother, don't overthink it."
"What if?" The old lady was very insistent on this question.
“There’s no ‘what if’,” Jiang Nuan explained helplessly. “My elder brother and sister-in-law spoil their son too much, and Dashan’s personality is a bit awkward. Sooner or later, something will happen.”
However, if things really go as the old man wishes, even if his nephew causes trouble, he won't be harmed.
“That’s true, but I’m just not reconciled,” the old lady complained indignantly. “If you really cared about the bond between father and son, how could you be so heartless as to do all those things? Is your remorse now really just because you’re too down on your luck?”
Even knowing that she was being somewhat unreasonable, the old lady still couldn't stop thinking like this.
These words were very hurtful, and Jiang Nuan didn't know how to respond.
She always prioritizes results, and as long as the old man is willing to back down, that's fine, no matter what he thinks.
Clearly, the old lady values inner qualities more.
But people's hearts are complex, and sometimes it's really impossible to judge a person's psychology based on a single perspective.
The old lady was just asking casually, simply because she was unwilling to accept it.
Seeing that Jiang Nuan didn't speak, he didn't press her further, saying, "You go ahead and get busy, I'll be by myself for a while."
"It's okay, I'll stay here with you."
"No, I just want to be alone."
After failing to persuade her, Jiang Nuan had no choice but to leave and seek help from her mother.
When Grandma Jiang learned of this, she rushed over immediately. Seeing Grandma Huang's dejected look, she was furious. "You, at your age, what can't you let go of? Why do you have to think about all this nonsense?"
"I just feel so frustrated," Grandma Huang said, expressing her concerns. "If my husband had a smooth and happy life, would he be glad he was wise back then?"
"You said 'if' yourself, but it didn't happen, so there's no point in worrying about it."
"But I just can't get over this hurdle."
“What can’t be overcome? No matter what he’s thinking, he’s already suffered the consequences,” Grandma Jiang couldn’t help but purse her lips. “Besides, what’s the use of knowing these thoughts?”
Huang Mu is gone. He won't receive any apology or compensation. Even as a mother, you can't do anything for him.
The damage has already been done, and neither genuine repentance nor unavoidable circumstances can change the outcome.
“Yes,” Grandma Huang realized, “it really is meaningless.”
What's the point of worrying about these things now that the person is dead?
"Don't think about these things anymore," Grandma Jiang comforted her, holding her old sister's hand. "We are living a good life now. Huang Mu would be happy if he were alive. Let bygones be bygones. People should look forward and not live in the past."
Old Mrs. Huang took these words to heart.
After pondering for a long time with his head down, he finally nodded slightly, "I'll listen to you."
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