Chapter 23 The Demon Pill Stepfather 23
On the way back, when they met, Yang Xiangui mocked his son for no longer being close to his parents, and even harbored resentment.
I should have known better than to send them to their place for meals.
Ji's mother nervously rubbed her hands together, glancing out the window every now and then.
Zhou Qing stayed with her grandmother, telling her not to worry.
Yang Xiangui sat on the sofa and sneered, "You outsider are so filial, it makes us look heartless."
"I don't know if you're genuinely worried, or if you're just concerned about the old man's money."
Zhou Qing looked up, her tone sharp: "Whoever is thinking about me knows best. You all say I'm an outsider, so what can I possibly gain?"
"If you're concerned about something, you'll assume that others are concerned about it too."
Yang Xiangui laughed in anger, stood up and cursed, "You brat, how dare you talk to me like that?"
"Don't you know whose food you eat and whose lodging you live in?"
Ji Huaisheng looked up as if to say something, but was interrupted angrily by Ji Dapeng: "Enough!"
"Can you shut up? Are you afraid others won't see your true colors?"
Ji Dapeng's expression was somewhat similar to that of the scoundrel Ji Huaizhi. I had never noticed before that the two uncles and nephews even had similar features.
"How dare you speak like that?" Ji Huaisheng was already angry; his own son dared to insult him, his father.
"How do you expect me to talk? How do you talk to your own parents?" Ji Dapeng stared straight at them: "You guys can't stand it either?"
Mrs. Ji couldn't hold back her tears any longer: "Get out of here!"
"Get out of here, you two! We're not dead yet!"
Of course, neither of them would leave. They were thinking about something else entirely: Dad's mind was no longer clear, so shouldn't the family property be divided?
Otherwise, Ji Huaizhi would have taken all the things in the house.
The two remained seated on the sofa: "No, we need to check on Dad."
No sooner had he finished speaking than Ji Huaizhi led his men in.
Ji Huaisheng stepped forward: "Dad, how are you?"
Ji Huaizhi shoved him away without holding back, and Ji Huaisheng plopped down on the ground: "Are you crazy, Ji Huaizhi?"
"roll."
"you!"
Yang Xiangui helped the man up, ignoring Ji Huaizhi, and called out "Dad," but Ji's father didn't react at all.
"grandfather."
Ji Dapeng walked towards his grandfather, but his father pushed him away, saying, "Xiuyuan, who are these people? What are they doing in our house?"
Ji's mother cried even harder. Xiuyuan was her name; he had only called her that when he was young.
"Why are you crying? Did they bully you?" Father Ji glared fiercely at everyone present, his hands behind his back.
"What's wrong with Dad? Is he out of his mind?" Ji Huaisheng was stunned.
"Grandpa, what's wrong? It's me, Dapeng, Grandpa. Don't you recognize me?"
Father Ji shook off his hand: "How can anyone want to be someone's grandson?"
Yang Xiangui tugged at her husband's arm, and Ji Huaisheng snapped out of his daze, understanding the meaning in his wife's eyes.
She looked at Ji's mother and then at Ji Huaizhi: "Dad's mind isn't clear anymore, and Mom is getting old. I think we can talk about retirement and property issues now."
“We’re not dead yet, and you can’t even sit still?” Mother Ji pointed at him: “You beast.”
Ji Dapeng looked at his father in disbelief: "Are you really crazy?"
Ji Huaisheng glared at his son: "I'll deal with you when we get back."
Ji Huaizhi tossed the medicine in his hand onto the sofa: "Take Grandpa and Grandma to their room."
"No, take out the family savings book." Ji Huaisheng looked at his mother: "Mom, you don't mean to give it all to Ji Huaizhi alone, do you?"
"This isn't how you show favoritism!"
Ji Huaizhi dragged him out, and Yang Xiangui hurriedly followed, shouting, "Let go! Let go!"
The cries of Ji's mother and the roars of Ji's father still echoed behind them.
"Ji Huaizhi, let go. Do you think I don't know what you're thinking? I'll leave the house to you because you're my brother, but all the money in the house has to be given to me."
"Mom and Dad want to be with you too..."
Ji Huaisheng was dragged along and couldn't stand steadily.
The commotion they made attracted the attention of those around them.
Ji Huaisheng was thrown to the ground, clutching his lower back in pain: "You!"
Ji Huaizhi immediately grabbed him and beat him up. Yang Xiangui came down and screamed when he saw this. This time, Ji Huaizhi hit him particularly hard, and Yang Xiangui called for help.
Some people advised Ji Huaizhi not to act impulsively, saying that they were all brothers and couldn't talk things out instead of resorting to violence.
Ji Huaizhi beat him so badly he couldn't get up and then told him what had just happened.
His parents are still alive and well, yet he wants the family fortune without ever asking his father a single question; all he talks about is money.
Yang Xiangui stood up and roared, "Otherwise what? Now that Dad is in dementia and doesn't recognize anyone, don't you just want all the family property to be yours alone?"
“Mingming’s dad was fine before, but after you took them out to play, they came back like this.”
"It's all your fault that Dad is like this!"
Ji Huaizhi kicked Ji Huaisheng directly in the stomach, the force of which made the fat on Ji Huaisheng's body tremble.
He was in so much pain that he vomited.
"Ah! Huaisheng!"
“I, Ji Huaizhi, am indeed a scoundrel, but I am not as ruthless as you. I really underestimated you. You two are both incredibly cunning.”
After hearing this, no one around could offer any advice.
I just felt sorry for Old Ji and his wife.
Those who are close to Lao Ji should go up and check on him to see what's wrong.
"And what about you? Do you dare say you have no interest in your parents' inheritance?" Ji Huaisheng couldn't beat him, so he could only glare at him fiercely.
"What thoughts could an unmarried man like me have?" Ji Huaizhi sneered as he squatted down, lowering his voice to stare at him: "You better watch out lately."
Ji Huaisheng roared, "Are you threatening me?"
"What are you going to do? Do you think I'm threatening you?"
Ji Huaisheng and Yang Xiangui were indeed frightened, fearing that he would stop at nothing to gain his family fortune, and what if they killed him?
Over the years, people around Ji Huaizhi have forgotten that he used to be a scoundrel. They haven't heard any news of him causing trouble for a long time, and they've all forgotten that he used to be the most reckless fighter when it came to brawling.
"Stop arguing!" Ji Dapeng ran down and called out, then turned to look behind him: "Grandpa."
Mr. Ji was surrounded by his friends as he got down, while Mrs. Ji was supported by Zhou Qing.
"Dad, Grandpa's all better," Zhou Qing called out to Ji Huaizhi.
The group looked at Ji's father, whose face was grim, and found that his eyes no longer held the same unfamiliarity they had in the morning.
“Don’t come here again. I’ll pretend I don’t have a son like you.” Ji’s father said to Ji Huaisheng, “Your mother and I are old and can’t walk anymore. We don’t need you to take care of us.”
“I failed to teach you properly. One of you is treacherous and unfilial, and the other is causing trouble outside. I failed to teach you properly, and now I am getting my comeuppance.”
"You're all biased! You don't acknowledge me anymore! You just want to give everything in the house to Ji Huaizhi!" Ji Huaisheng roared.
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