This is all the Village Committee's fault! Why not just tell me directly? Why did you have to shout it out so that the entire Fang family would know!
He stood in the village committee office and stated his demands with confidence.
"I'm the eldest in the Fang family, and I should take care of this child." Fang Jianjun felt more and more that he was right. "Don't mention my mother. She's not in her right mind anymore. How dare you give her money? Don't you know what she was like before?"
The branch secretary looked at him and felt a little headache. The Fang family was really weird. As the uncle made a noise, some villagers gradually gathered outside to watch the fun. Who doesn’t like to eat melons?
He was about to speak when his eyes passed over Fang Jianjun and looked behind him.
Fang Jianjun reached out and took out a cigarette. He had made up his mind that even if he couldn't take the money himself, he would at least find a way to share some of it. Just as he was about to light the cigarette, a familiar voice sounded behind him.
"Fang Jianjun." The voice was like sandpaper grinding against iron. "Tell me again, what was I like before?"
Fang Jianjun's hand holding the lighter was suspended in the air, his face pale. He turned around and said, "Mom... why are you here..."
Zhao Yumei swung her cane, made of solid wood, and struck him on the calf. "I'm not even dead yet! Are you acting so arrogant? You keep saying you're taking care of Fang Zhiyi, but everyone knows you're after your brother's life-saving money. Do you have any shame?"
Fang Jianjun screamed in pain, but he could only dodge in the face of Zhao Yumei's beatings and scolding.
Fang Zhiyi was called up by Zhao Yumei to work early in the morning. Zhao Yumei packed up and said that she would go to the village committee to get a certificate, and Fang Zhiyi would follow her in the future. However, Zhao Yumei did not come back. Instead, some gossipy villagers passed by and talked about Zhao Yumei beating her own son. Fang Zhiyi became anxious. How could she not go to such a lively event?
He hurried ahead, and the villagers who were watching also tacitly made way for him when they saw him.
As Fang Zhiyi walked to the front, he saw the uncle holding his head and apologizing repeatedly.
"Mom, I was wrong!"
"I was wrong! I shouldn't have married a heartless thing like you! I'm also unlucky. I married into your Fang family. Your father is a confused bastard. You little bastards are more heartless than each other!"
"Oh, Mom, stop hitting me!"
"You want to fight back? You want to hit your own mother, right?"
Under the dual pressure of his uncle's words and the cane, he dared not do anything. But he suddenly saw Fang Zhiyi: "Zhiyi! Stop your grandma!"
Fang Zhiyi was stunned and felt a little regretful. If he had known earlier, he would not have stood so far forward.
Fortunately, someone was faster than him. A woman rushed over, crying, "Stop! Stop! Are you going to kill him?"
That was my uncle’s wife, and her two sons were following behind her.
Zhao Yumei raised her cane and pointed at him, "What does it have to do with you, little bitch, if I beat my son? Get out of here!"
The eldest aunt's eyes were red: "Hit me! Beat me to death and then hit him! There are so many people watching, aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"
Zhao Yumei sneered, "A joke? Your Fang family has long been a joke. You drove me to live in a dilapidated temple, and you're still thinking about the money your own brother earned from working for me. Now you're here to gossip about me behind my back. You're not afraid of being embarrassed, so why should I, an old woman, be afraid?"
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