The old man still slightly favored Niu Lao Er's family because Song Lijuan was usually very harsh on him, so the old man was thinking of packing his bags and moving to Niu Lao Er's family.
However, Song Lijuan was not happy about it and had a big argument with the old man, saying: "Since you are willing to go to Niu Lao Er's house, then let Niu Lao Er take care of you. We will not serve you."
They then confiscated the old man's bankbook and threw his bedding outside.
The old man had no choice but to go find Niu Lao Er.
However, upon hearing that Song Lijuan had withheld the old man's money, Niu Lao Er's wife became unhappy and came to Niu Wen's house to demand the money back.
However, Song Lijuan was the kind of person who was stubborn and unyielding, and Niu Lao Er's wife had no choice but to make a scene. As a result, the two families fell out and stopped interacting.
Originally, Niu Lao Er intended to take in the old man, but his wife was no pushover either.
She was also threatened that if she dared to take in the old man, she would divorce Niu Lao Er.
Niu Lao Er is getting old, and he only managed to get married in recent years. So he can only watch helplessly as his father becomes homeless.
With nowhere else to go, the old man slept in his eldest son's pigsty. That night, he suffered from a sudden attack of anger and anxiety, and the cool night air further exacerbated his condition, ultimately leading to his death from depression.
What's even more infuriating is that Niu Wen and Song Lijuan discovered the old man had died in the pigsty the next day, but they didn't intend to miss this opportunity and started throwing a lavish banquet to collect money as gifts.
They then simply chose a random spot, bought a cheap coffin, and, together with the villagers, buried the old man.
When I heard this, I couldn't help but clench my fists tightly.
How utterly heartless must one be to commit such a heinous act?
Even his own biological father could be kicked out.
The poor old man worked hard all his life just to build houses and get married for his two sons.
Ultimately, he ended up like this because of this house and his daughter-in-law.
I felt angry too, but I forced myself to suppress my agitation and not let it flare up.
The master, however, appeared remarkably calm; perhaps he too was furious to the extreme.
The fig leaf was ripped off, and Niu Wen slapped himself hard in the face. His already haggard face looked as if he was about to die.
In my opinion, this kind of person deserves this fate!
I even hope that Master will not save him. This kind of person does not deserve to be redeemed or pitied!
The master watched as Niu Wen slapped himself repeatedly in the face, his tone completely flat and devoid of any emotion:
"Go and call your brother. I imagine they're not in much better shape either."
"I'm not here to save you, and you're not worth saving."
“But I want to save your father. His resentment will not dissipate. Even if he tortures you to death, he will suffer in the underworld.”
"He has suffered enough in this world, let him rest in peace after he dies."
Watching Niu Wen and the others slowly walk towards the backyard, I also breathed a long sigh of relief. If I could, I really never want to see those two people's faces again.
"Master, is it really possible that such a person will not face retribution?"
I feel my voice is trembling right now.
Is it anger? Is it empathy? Or is it a sense of disillusionment with the injustices of the world?
My master walked up to me and patted me on the shoulder:
"Although I really want to tell you that good and evil are rewarded accordingly, sometimes, God really is unfair."
“And we face these injustices all the time.”
"Having witnessed so much resentment, we must do our best to bring light to others."
"As I just said, I'm not trying to save them, but to save the old man who died."
"In our line of work, we not only redeem the living, but also the ghosts."
"It might be satisfying to let these two people die like this."
“But we cannot do that. When you first became my disciple, I told you that people in the Taoist sect should take it as their responsibility to maintain peace between the Yin and Yang realms.”
"To us, the living and the dead are the same. We cannot make the elderly who have already died suffer again just to feel relieved."
I nodded, but I still felt a little frustrated.
Fifteen minutes later, Niu Wen and Song Lijuan returned, followed by a man and a woman, presumably Niu Lao Er and his wife.
Both of them looked unwell, with bloodshot eyes, sallow skin, and pale lips.
Perhaps I am not as magnanimous as my master.
Even seeing all four of them in this state, I felt a little secretly pleased!
Their current plight demonstrates how much more pitiful their fathers were back then.
Having had a deep affection for my father since childhood, seeing this scene truly breaks my heart!
Niu Wen spoke tremblingly, not even daring to look up at his master: "Sir, I have called the second brother and the others."
"Look... at this matter..."
The master didn't speak, but closed his eyes, took a deep breath, ignored Niu Wen, and walked into the pigsty step by step.
I followed closely in my master's footsteps, and what appeared before me was a tattered quilt, and the pillow was even replaced by a green military uniform.
Even after the old man died, no one cleaned up these things.
This place is full of the old man's last traces, which is enough to show his situation at the time.
Faced with the infighting among their children, there was no affection whatsoever; decades of nurturing kindness were wasted.
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