The place was under strict inspection during that period. Although all procedures were legal and compliant, how could it operate normally with inspections several times a day?
I simply closed the place temporarily using the excuse of difficulty in cash flow. My third brother and his wife had some savings and did not go home with me.
As for those tenants, I gave them two options. One is to refund part of the rent after deducting the current rent and management fees, and the other is not to refund the rent and continue the lease after the venue opens.
Two choices, half and half.
After doing this, I used the excuse that the place had closed down and moved back home. I told my mother that I was penniless and in debt, and hoped that she could give me the allowance that I had sent back when I was in the army.
What did she say at that time?
"Allowance? What allowance? Isn't the money you sent back for me to eat good food and buy some clothes? How come it is yours left with me? Oh, you are an unfilial son! You gave me money and you want it back. What's the point of me having you as my son?!"
After her unreasonable behavior, I knew she would never give me the money, and I completely gave up the idea that she was my real mother and was doing this for my own good.
Anyway, she has no ability to take care of herself now. My sister-in-law is the head of the family, so she won't trouble her too much, but she won't be too nice to her either.
During the time when I was working at home, I persuaded my eldest and second brothers to separate the family property, but my second brother refused to do so and just accepted the money from my mother that should have belonged to him and his wife.
My mother is old after all, and soon she started to have waist and back pain, and her legs and feet were not convenient.
The eldest and second brothers took turns to take care of her.
I was finally satisfied with this ending. A woman who has been sick for a long time will not have a filial son by her bedside. Her good days will not last long.
I ended my days of working in the village and reopened the shopping mall, and this time I seemed to feel something different.
I thought I might forget my wife before long, and I might never meet the next person I like in this life. Or, after gradually forgetting her, I might meet another girl and fall in love with her as much as I love her.
But I don’t know what’s wrong with my brain, I just can’t forget her.
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