Yun Youliang looked somewhat embarrassed, but struggled to say, "No, Dad, please don't say that... I really have no other choice. Look at how the house has collapsed... it's really uninhabitable."
"Besides, this house..."
“When you divided the family property between my brother and me, I did receive a rather small amount of money. I was short of cash, so the house was built rather simply. You know that.”
Although Yun Dazheng's face remained expressionless and he appeared as hard as iron when he heard Yun Youliang's words, he was actually somewhat soft-hearted.
He even thought about discussing with his wife and daughter whether he could lend them some money so they could finish repairing the house quickly.
After all, although he said he would have Yun Youliang and the others live in the woodshed and shacks, he was just saying it.
He even knew that once the money was lent out, it would never be recovered.
But no matter what, he is his son after all, and it's impossible for him to really be heartless and abandon him.
As a result, while he was still thinking about how to tell his wife and Duo'er, especially Duo'er, he heard Yun Youliang shift the blame for the house collapse onto himself.
Is she blaming herself for not giving him enough money when they divided the family property?!
Are children all debts? Are parents really so guilty? Is bringing them into the world an obligation?
The family fortune she painstakingly accumulated was divided equally between her two sons, leaving her, as the old woman, with very little to show for it. Yet, her sons still complained that it wasn't enough.
Yun Dazheng immediately flew into a rage, his face dark as he glared at Yun Youliang and said angrily, "What? From what you're saying, you're saying that your house collapsed and it's my fault? You're blaming me, your father, for being incompetent and not giving you a few hundred or a thousand yuan when we divided the family property, so you could build a house that could last for hundreds of years?"
Upon hearing Yun Dazheng's words, Yun Youliang realized he had misspoke and quickly shook his head and waved his hands to explain, "No, Dad, you misunderstood. I just... I just said that I didn't have enough money back then... so the house wasn't repaired. It's my own fault, not yours... really!"
"Alright, stop talking." Yun Dazheng gestured with a dark face and said, "It was my mistake to give birth to you, I owe you. I shouldn't have brought you into this world in the first place! But I raised you to your twenties, helped you get married, and set you up on your own. No matter how much I owe you, I've paid it all back. I don't owe you anything anymore!"
"Whether your house collapses, whether you have nothing to eat, whether you're hungry, cold, sick, or whatever, that's your problem, it has nothing to do with me. You want to find me? Let me tell you! You won't find me! No matter how far you go, it won't make any sense."
"Besides, when you broke off your relationship with Duo'er, I already said that from now on, Yun Dazheng and you have nothing to do with each other! I don't even need your pension anymore, what more do you want?"
At this point, Yun Dazheng called out to Yun Qishi, "Old woman, let's go home! You got up before dawn and are standing here in the cold wind. Aren't you cold and hungry? Let's go home and cook something. Even if someone carries me in a sedan chair, I won't come back to this place!"
Yun Qi was awkwardly helping Zhao Cuifen tend the fire, after all, it was so cold, they had no clothes to wear, and Yun Yusheng was so cold... If they didn't boil some hot water to soak him, they were afraid the child wouldn't be able to stand it, but then they heard Yun Dazheng shouting angrily.
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