"Second son!" Grandpa Xiao Jie called out in dissatisfaction.
No matter how bad the youngest son is, he is still a brother. Besides, neither Xiao Jie nor Xiao Zhu is in any serious trouble. Why is the second son being so harsh? Brothers should stick together and work together to make a good life.
It's only right for those who are doing well to help those who are doing poorly. Why should brothers be so calculating? He has relied on his three brothers for support all these years. His children also became wealthy in the village because of Zhao Wenshan's support. Facts have proven that his idea was right. That's how life should be lived. It's no fun for one person to be sitting on a mountain of gold and eating dragon meat.
“Baishan was just confused for a moment. The two kids are fine, aren’t they? Why are you severing ties with your brother? People will laugh at you if word gets out,” Grandpa Xiaojie said again.
Ye Qingqing originally didn't want to get involved in this family's mess, but she couldn't sit still after hearing these words. She sneered, "What do you mean by 'something'? Does it only count as something' if my son is killed by your son? I'm not exaggerating. Luckily, my son is alright. Otherwise, the combined lives of your whole family wouldn't be enough to compensate for it!"
She wasn't exaggerating; if anything really happened to the little pig, she would make sure the whole family was wiped out!
Her son was the most precious thing, more precious than anyone else's.
"Is your son some kind of precious gem? He's only three years old, yet he wants our whole family to pay with their lives? Aren't you afraid of ruining the little kid's fortune?" Grandpa Xiaojie retorted sternly.
The room temperature dropped several degrees instantly. Ye Qingqing's eyes flashed with murderous intent as she coldly said, "My son is truly a gem. You old codger are not even worth a hair on my son's head. If you don't believe me, you can try and see if I have the ability!"
"Mrs. Lu, please calm down. My father is just a country bumpkin who doesn't know how to talk. Just ignore him and don't take it to heart!" Zhao Wenshan was sweating profusely. Of course, he believed that Lu Mo really had that ability.
Grandpa Xiao Jie glared at him and cursed, "You're the one talking nonsense! I'm your father, you disrespectful brat!"
"Have you made enough trouble? Huh... You think this is your hometown where you can do whatever you want? This is Pingjiang, a big city where everyone is supposed to be civilized and abide by the law. You brought this beast to kidnap my son. Do you even consider me your own son? Do you even consider Xiao Jie your own grandson?"
Or maybe I'm just your ATM. I've given you millions over the years, enough even to cover your tomb repair costs. Go back to your hometown tomorrow, and don't contact me unless it's a matter of life and death!
Zhao Wenshan, having reached his limit, finally lost his temper, yelling at his parents until they dared not utter a sound. After all, they still needed their second son to support them in their old age, and their other four children would not contribute a single penny.
“I will send you living expenses every month, six hundred yuan a month, which is enough for you to live in the countryside. This is all the money I have. I don’t care who you want to give it to, but this is all I have. I won’t give you any more when you run out. Go up the mountain and dig for wild vegetables to eat!”
Zhao Wenshan made up his mind that he could no longer indulge his parents as before. Six hundred yuan would be more than enough in the countryside. He didn't need to buy vegetables and grains, only some meat and seasonings. Six hundred yuan wouldn't even be enough to cover his expenses.
"Second son, six hundred yuan isn't enough!" Grandma Xiaojie cried. Lin Baiwei gives her five thousand yuan a month, but her own son only has six hundred yuan. What can she do with that little money?
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