Two days later, I heard that Anbing's wife had really gone back to her parents' home and was no longer taking care of Anbing and the child. As for Anbing's son, they said he had gone out to work, but nobody knew where he went.
An Bing stared at the child, completely bewildered, and went to find Mo Yan.
Mo Yan saw them and sneered. "This is your grandson. You can interfere if you want, or it's none of my business."
"Mom, don't you feel any guilt at all? It's because of you that things have turned out this way, and that my wife has abandoned me."
If you could just think about things from my perspective, none of this would have happened.
Oh, so it's a case of moral blackmail.
"Then why don't you think it's your own problem? It's because you're useless, you're incompetent, and you're not capable of earning money that your wife left you!"
Why should I feel guilty? I'm practically half-buried, who knows when I might not wake up again? Why should I care about you?
"He has no ability of his own, yet he blames me here. How ridiculous!"
Seeing that Mo Yan really wouldn't take care of him, An Bing had no choice but to take the child back.
He stayed home every day taking care of the child. Anbing's wife thought Mo Yan would give in, but several days and a week passed and Mo Yan still didn't care. In the end, she had no choice but to come back because she couldn't bear to leave her child.
Mo Yan didn't say anything after she found out, but threatened her, haha.
Seven months later, it was Chinese New Year, and the village was completely different now.
Outside the village, cabbages, red rapeseed, and lots of white and red radishes are planted, and each plot of land has a sign.
City dwellers can come and pick vegetables at very reasonable prices, or they can cook them themselves in the village for just five yuan for firewood. Of course, they can also ask villagers to cook for them, but that will cost fifteen yuan.
Many people prefer to cook for themselves, while others like to ask villagers to cook for them. The home-cooked dishes made by the elderly men and women in the village are delicious.
After eating, you can go fishing, dig for bamboo shoots in the mountains, or dig for yams. There are many things you can do.
Of course, you can also do handicrafts with the villagers.
The bamboo weaving made by the villagers is very beautiful, and the cloth shoes made by the elderly are all sewn stitch by stitch.
When you come to the village, you can feel the fresh air and experience the local customs and culture.
There was also a shadow puppet show in the evening, and everyone gathered around, creating a lively atmosphere.
Each season has different flowers and different vegetables; it's absolutely beautiful.
The elderly folks in the village are so busy every day that they have more and more money in their pockets. They're no longer afraid that their children won't support them. What's there to be afraid of when we have money in our pockets?
Anqi gave birth to a baby girl. The two of them were overjoyed to see their little girl. This time, Han Wen wasn't busy making money. He was busy taking care of his wife and child. The two of them were extremely busy, and their relationship became even better.
They both grew up slowly while raising their child, and gradually rediscovered their initial feelings for each other.
Often, it's not that we've stopped loving, it's just that we've forgotten that passion.
The village is getting better and better, and Mo Yan is very happy to see everyone busy at the village entrance.
Anguo and his wife run a stinky tofu shop in the village, and the business is quite good. They also receive dividends from farming.
In their village, everyone cultivates all the land together, and all the land is allocated, so anyone who is willing to work together can receive a share of the profits.
They can earn four or five thousand a month. They also provide photography services, and some have even opened traditional Chinese style shops offering various costumes.
The young people in the village have also returned, and their village is becoming more and more lively.
Later, they even developed the back mountain, planting it entirely with fruit trees.
When Anbing and his wife saw this, they also came back, thinking that it would be great to work together and earn money from home.
Later on, they dutifully gave her living expenses every month, and Mo Yan couldn't be bothered with them anymore. How they lived was none of Mo Yan's business.
It's Chinese New Year again.
The villagers are very grateful to Mo Yan. Now they are all very motivated and feel that they can live for many more years.
"Mo Yan, our village owes its current prosperity to you."
"What you're saying is all thanks to everyone. The way our village is now is all due to everyone's hard work."
Their village has even become a model village in the county; everyone says their village is a "celebrity village."
The village's young people have returned, making the elderly even happier.
Why don't people stay in the village? Isn't it because you can't make money there?
Now I can earn money in the village, and I can also spend time with my parents and relive the memories of my childhood. How wonderful!
A few years later, Anbing finally realized his mistake. He had been able to earn money in the village in recent years and felt that he had really made a mistake, so he came to apologize to Moyan.
"Mom, it was all my fault before. I was so immature. Please forgive me, okay?"
I won't covet your money anymore. Let's live a good life as a family from now on.
Mo Yan looked at An Bing. He seemed very sincere, as if he really knew he was wrong, but so what?
"Time will not erase the hurt. I told you that you have nothing to do with me anymore. I will not acknowledge you as my son. Even if I die, you will not get a single penny, and none of the three of you will get anything."
An Bing: "..."
An Bing has not been well-liked in the village in the past two years. Everyone feels that someone who only knows money and doesn't appreciate his parents' kindness is impossible to get along with.
Nobody wanted to talk to them. Although they also farmed, nobody wanted to cooperate with them, so they had to grow their own crops and sell them themselves.
Half of the villagers sell to tourists, while the rest usually have regular customers and are able to sell their goods.
Anbing would have to find buyers himself, and although he could still make money, it wouldn't be much.
Anbing was very upset, realizing that even his parents would not forgive him for everything he had done.
These past two years, watching his grandson has made him increasingly distressed. He doesn't know when it started, but his grandson has been spoiled by his wife. She rarely treats him kindly; if he can earn money, he calls him grandpa, but if he can't, he's just an old man. It's as if he's become a money-making tool, and otherwise, he's good for nothing.
His son came back and complained a lot about him. Suddenly, he didn't know what he was working so hard for.
He didn't know what the meaning of his life was.
He always felt that his mother would regret it, because when she was sick and unable to move, she would still have to rely on them.
Unexpectedly, when Mo Yan fell ill later, they found a hospital and a caregiver right away.
Even when they were leaving, the dragon's grave had already been found, so they didn't need any help from them.
All the money left behind was given to the village; not a single penny was left for them.
Even without them, Mo Yan's funeral was still a grand affair, and the villagers took care of it. In addition, the village also took care of the funerals of the elderly people in the village at the beginning, because without them, the village would not be where it is today.
An Bing then realized that his mother was right; she really couldn't rely on her children when she needed help.
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