"Your mother just ate rat poison, and we don't even know what's going on with her yet, and you're already sending us back to our hometown, Third Brother, are you even human?!" Old Master Fang angrily cursed.
The old lady then started singing opera again, singing nothing but the same few lines about her unfilial son and her miserable life, without any innovation.
Fang Yanming felt a sharp pain in his temples, so he went to the bathroom to wash his face with cold water and silently told himself to stay calm and not to lose his temper with his parents.
But this anger just wouldn't subside!
"Stop fooling around!"
A roar suddenly erupted from the ground, like a thunderclap, startling Ye Qingqing and Mao Fangfei. They had never seen Fang Yanming so angry before!
The Fang family was also stunned, staring blankly at Fang Yanming, whose face was ashen. They began to feel uneasy and secretly wondered if they had really gone too far.
Fang Yanming used to be always smiling and very easy to talk to, especially when he was with his family. He would never suffer a loss himself and never even blushed, let alone get angry. It's really scary how he is now.
No wonder people say that honest people are the most terrifying when they get angry; Fang Yanming is just like that, stunning everyone.
“My mom can cry, make a scene, and yell; her voice is louder than mine. I think those rat poisons are made of flour, so it won't affect her going back to her hometown tomorrow. That's settled then. If you don't want to go back to your hometown, that's fine too. Just pay for your own accommodation at a guesthouse. Fangfei and I are going on our honeymoon tomorrow, so we don't have time to entertain you. If you want to go back to your hometown tomorrow, I'll go buy your train tickets now.”
Fang Yanming's voice was no longer gentle, but rather cold and stern. They were all being unreasonable and trying to force him to use the same tactics he used on prisoners.
“You guys go on your honeymoon, it won’t bother us if we stay here, why should we stay in a guesthouse?”
Grandma Fang immediately softened. Sure enough, some people just can't be reasoned with.
Fang Yanming said expressionlessly, "You guys are unhygienic. If I let you stay at home for half a month, I won't be able to keep an eye on this place anymore. Tomorrow, are you going back to your hometown or staying at the guesthouse? You'd better choose quickly. I'll give you five minutes to think about it."
"Third son... how could you become like this? You've lost all your humanity. We are your parents and brothers, your own flesh and blood. How could you be so heartless..." The old lady began her tearful plea, tears streaming down her face.
Fang Yanming remained unmoved. Back when his mother was coaxing him with five years' worth of allowances, she cried even more bitterly than she did now.
"Say whatever you want. Two minutes have passed. If you don't choose, it means you'll stay at the guesthouse. I'll take you to find a guesthouse tonight."
Fang Yanming maintained a stern expression. When dealing with criminals who liked to act like scoundrels, one could not show any expression on their face; one had to instill fear in the criminals.
"Third brother...you...you've gone too far! You won't even let us stay one night. Do you expect us to sleep on the street?" the eldest brother angrily questioned.
Fang Yanming sneered, "My five years' worth of allowance is now being used by you and my second brother to live in. Aren't you going too far?"
The Fang family panicked immediately, never expecting Fang Yanming to bring up old grievances.
Fang Yanming continued, “I send my parents 100 yuan a month for living expenses. In the village, I can’t even spend 100 yuan a month. I know that my parents are subsidizing your two families with this money, but I don’t hold it against you. But now that I’m married and have my own little family, I have to be more careful. From now on, my parents’ living expenses will be halved to 50 yuan a month.”
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