"Perhaps you shouldn't have been born into that family. They're all heartless bastards. It's better if you get married."
These words can be considered a final warning to this cousin who has never done anything wrong.
Whether he listens or not is beyond his control.
He didn't want to say anything more.
Because he remembered that his father might not really be his grandfather Ye Jianguo's son. If that were the case, there might not even be a trace of kinship left.
Looking at Ye Xiaohui, one might think she's more like a pitiful child on the roadside.
But there are millions of children like this across the country, and Ye Beiping couldn't possibly sympathize with them all. Let alone him, even if Jack Ma came, he would be powerless to help.
A company worth trillions may seem big, but its ability to help these people may be limited, since it needs to account to the capitalists and shareholders behind it.
If he doesn't explain, Jack Ma might be brought down from his pedestal.
When Wu Guangfa saw Ye Beiping return, he looked down and asked, "Beiping, is something wrong?"
"No." Ye Beiping had no sympathy for Ye Xiaohui. Some things are fate; being born into that family was a misfortune in itself.
How could a family that profits from human suffering possibly feel sorry for a daughter?
It's normal to have a preference for sons over daughters.
Thinking of this, Ye Beiping suddenly said to Wu Guangfa, "By the way, Uncle Wu, do Ye Sheng and the others know that I'm back?"
Ye Sheng?
Wu Guangfa was momentarily taken aback; why was Ye Beiping asking about this name? After a moment's thought, he realized it referred to Ye Beiping's second uncle, and remarked how strange it sounded.
It seems that the relationship between the two families has become irreconcilable.
They've even stopped using titles; they just call us by our names.
"Mhm." Wu Guangfa nodded in agreement.
Ye Beiping drove back in his car; this matter couldn't be kept secret any longer, and the whole village had been discussing it last night.
Even a few close friends came to his door to inquire about him.
Wu Guangfa sighed, "That family, sigh, they're really not human."
"What's wrong?" Ye Beiping asked curiously. For the usually composed Wu Guangfa to say such inhuman things, there must be some inside story.
After glancing around and finding no one, Wu Guangfa continued, "Beiping, your grandfather, oh, Ye Jianguo, after being discharged from the hospital, apparently suffered a stroke and couldn't move. Then Ye Sheng, seeing that he couldn't move, simply arranged for him to live in a warehouse."
"Your grandma... that old woman Chenxiang is no good either. Her own husband had a stroke, and she actually said she didn't want to take care of him and wanted her daughter-in-law Jiang Enhua to take care of him. Who knew that Jiang Enhua would just throw the plate down and say that she didn't have time."
"So, apart from Ye Xiaohui occasionally bringing him some food, Ye Jianguo now lives in a small, dark, and damp warehouse, and nobody cares about him."
Wu Guangfa was furious as he spoke, his eyes slightly red: "As the village chief, I went to Ye Jianguo's house several times and visited him several times. The warehouse was full of the smell of feces and urine, and in the dead of winter, he was only covered with a thin blanket. Sigh."
"Luckily, the warehouse is well-sealed, otherwise we would have frozen to death. But the weather is getting colder and colder, so even if it's well-sealed, what good are some blankets?"
Perhaps out of hatred for the behavior of having a son who doesn't support his parents in their old age, or perhaps because he felt a pang of sadness at this behavior as he grew older, Wu Guangfa sighed repeatedly.
Ye Beiping, however, heard this and sneered inwardly.
Is this retribution? I wonder what happened to Ye Jianguo in his past life. I'm afraid the outcome wouldn't have been good either.
It's even possible that he suffered a stroke in his past life and died in the hospital because no one paid for his medical expenses.
Seeing that Ye Beiping remained unmoved, Wu Guangfa was taken aback: "Beiping, aren't you angry?"
"Angry? Why should I be angry?" Ye Beiping scratched his head, blinked, and looked somewhat innocent.
However, the truth is that he didn't understand why Wu Guangfa asked him with that angry expression.
Wu Guangfa was speechless. Thinking of Ye Beiping's relationship with the family, he sighed slightly: "Anyway, you'd better not get involved in these things now, otherwise it will be your mother who suffers. If the son doesn't support her, it will be the grandson and daughter-in-law who will support her."
"Um."
Ye Beiping responded lightly, but his mind quickly began to work.
They believe this might be a good opportunity.
Regardless, he knew that Ye Sheng was not the kind of person who would neglect his filial duties; it was probably because his wife, Jiang Enhua, and his mother, Shen Xiang, were causing trouble in the middle.
Despite the villagers' sarcasm, Ye Sheng would still take care of his father no matter what; otherwise, where would Ye Xiaohui get so much food?
Someone must have given it to her.
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