"It stinks!" Li Ailan waited for a long time, but her son didn't say anything. Her face was as black as the bottom of a pot.
"I want to stay here and I will never go back!" said Dachou.
Li Fuman: "Good boy, since you have made the choice to stay here, then great-grandfather also promises you that as long as I am alive, our family will never lack food for you."
Li Ailan yelled in frustration, "Do you really not want your four younger brothers anymore?"
Da Chou: "I have the right to choose, and my brothers have the right to choose too!"
Dachou’s meaning was very clear: he could leave, and his younger brothers could leave too.
"you……"
"Okay! You don't have to go back with me." Li Ailan clenched her fists. "Li Jinfeng gave you money, right? How much?"
Da Chou: "I can't tell you how much I gave you. I can only tell you that my Eighth Aunt treats me very well, even better than you do!"
"You dead child, you ungrateful bastard, you ungrateful bastard! I gave birth to you and raised you, but it's not even worth the few cents Li Jinfeng gave me! Fine, you're heartless, don't blame me for being ungrateful!"
After Li Ailan finished speaking, she reached out to Da Chou and said, "Give me the money!"
"What money?" Dachou was stunned.
Not to mention him, even the other members of the Li family are the same.
"I gave birth to you and raised you, so I must have paid a price, right? You said you don't want to go back with me, so you don't have to go back with me. You have to give me the money, right? I don't want much. Whatever Li Jinfeng gave you, you have to give it all."
"I won't give it to you!" Dachou shouted.
That money wasn't for his mother, so he couldn't take it out.
"If I don't give it to you, what right do you have to refuse? If I didn't give birth to you, how could you get the money? Give me the money!"
Li Ailan came up and started to tear off the smelly clothes.
He didn't care that Li Fuman and the others were present.
Li Fuman couldn't help but think about Dachou's life in the Cai family.
He dared to bully others even when Li Ailan was around. How many beatings and scoldings would he have to endure if he was not around?
"Meixia, Xiulan, what are you still standing there for? Throw him out! Dachou, go get the captain and tell him there's trouble here. Ask him to send some militiamen over."
When it came to calling the captain and the militia, Li Ailan got scared and said, "Grandpa, this is our family matter, why are you calling outsiders over?"
If it were someone from our own family, at most he would get beaten, but if it were an outsider, he might even lose his life. Li Ailan is not stupid.
Li Fuman: "To us, you are an outsider. The captain is one of us, a comrade! Dachou, go now!"
Dachou rushed out.
Li Ailan yelled from behind, "Don't go, you damned boy! Come back here!"
In the blink of an eye, the stinky smell disappeared.
Li Ailan was afraid that he would really find the team leader, so she quickly slipped away.
Before leaving, he didn't forget to make a harsh statement, "This matter is not over! Dachou is a member of our Cai family, my son, Li Ailan, and he will take care of me, Li Ailan, in my old age. Grandpa, no matter how much you protect him, it's useless. It's normal for a son to take care of his parents in their old age!"
Li Fuman was too lazy to pay attention to her.
He looked around the yard, finally picked up the broom on the ground and rushed over, "Get out, get out!"
Li Ailan was driven away, but everyone in the Li family was very angry.
"How can there be such a mother? If she is like this, it is better to cut off all ties and never have any contact with her for the rest of her life!" Li Fuman said angrily.
"Grandpa, don't be angry. You know Ailan's temper!" Zhao Meixia said.
Li Fuman: "It's all because of it!"
"Grandpa, let's put this aside for now. Dachou has gone to find the captain. I'm afraid he'll bring people to our house to arrest Ailan soon, but everyone's gone now...so we have to explain things to him and not let him go in vain."
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