Chapter 232 Zhao Mancang is dead

"Then what do you want to do? It's so late and there are no cars. Even if my brother and I take turns to carry you, we still can't take you to the hospital! We might as well find a donkey cart at dawn. It will only delay you for a few hours, it's not a big deal!" Zhao Yong said nonchalantly, "Besides, if you want to go to the hospital, why don't you let your brother take you there? Why wait for me to come back?

I don’t have any money, all my money is in the hands of my wife, it’s good enough that the person can come back!”

He said this in one breath and sat down on the edge of the kang. Anyway, he had made his position clear, so don't even think about taking a penny from him.

"You are unfilial!" Zhao Mancang said these four words after holding it in for a long time. He felt a little dizzy and didn't know if it was because all the anger in his body had been used up.

"I'm back now, and you still call me unfilial? What kind of person is filial?" Zhao Yong took off his shoes and lay on the kang. Fortunately, he had eaten a lot at noon, so he didn't have to eat at night.

Zhao Qian looked at his brother and smiled sarcastically. This was the good son in his father's heart. He didn't want to stay in the house, so he opened the curtain and went out. He needed to go out and calm down.

He has a new understanding of the meaning of home, that is, home is where there are people who care about you, but home is just a shabby house when there are no people who care about you.

It's not as good as the shabby single bed in his dormitory. He has slept on it for the past half month and woke up at dawn. He has never felt so at ease.

Zhao Mancang watched his eldest son pass away, coughing violently, and his breathing rate seemed to have changed, so he could only say to Zhao Yong,

"Send me to the hospital! I want to go to the hospital!"

"What's the point of sending it? Are you annoying? I'm tired after a whole day. I'll sleep for a while first!" Zhao Yong picked up the quilt beside him, covered himself with it, turned over and fell asleep.

In his view, it is no big deal if a person has nothing to do.

Zhao Mancang was so angry that his eyes widened. Thinking about the future when all his sons would dislike him, he might as well just die.

He died before he could even take a breath, and his raised hand fell down!

Zhao Qian smoked several cigarettes outside and calmed himself down before returning to the house. The dim house was unusually quiet.

He felt something was wrong, so he went to my dad and took a look. He saw that my dad had his eyes closed tightly. He subconsciously touched my dad's hand and it was soft!

"dad!"

When he got no response, he shouted,

"dad!"

Still no response.

Zhao Yong was woken up and sat up, saying impatiently, "Brother, can you let me sleep? I told you to stop making noise and let me sleep for a while. I am so tired from working every day. It is more comfortable to go to school! I can sleep whenever I want. Now, I feel like a machine every day. It is so annoying!"

He stepped forward and slapped his brother, "Dad, it's gone!"

"Why did you hit me? What's gone?" Zhao Yong covered his right cheek where he was hit. In his heart, he was still quite afraid of his elder brother.

At this time, following the gaze of my eldest brother, I saw my father. The old man had his eyes tightly closed and looked like a dead man.

"Dad, no more?"

"What do you think of me?" Zhao Qian really didn't expect it to turn out like this.

Zhao Yong immediately started to make excuses, "I didn't do anything. I just fell asleep. He didn't say he was feeling uncomfortable! And why weren't you in the room?"

"I just stayed in the yard for a while, and when I came back, the person was gone!"

"You can't blame me for that. I told you I was going to sleep. Now he's gone. It has nothing to do with me. I guess it was time for the old man to die. Otherwise, no one would fall, but he fell in the middle of summer. Maybe this is his fate. He deserves to die early!"

He raised his hand again and slapped his brother, "Just for what you said, you are not worthy of being a son of man!"

"If I am not worthy of being his son, then you are! You are equally unfilial. If you hadn't moved out, how could he have fallen down in the night?"

"I moved out because as long as you're in this house, they can only exploit me!"

"Hey, you're talking so nicely, as if I owe you so much money!"

"If you say something like that to me again, I'll beat you up again!"

"Okay, I won't say anything. Anyway, the person is gone. You are the eldest son, so you should take care of what happens next!"

"They've raised you in vain!" After saying this, Zhao Qian turned around and went out. He searched the utility room for a long time and found some remaining firecrackers. They had been there for who knows how many years and whether they would still work.

I got to the door and tried to light several of them but none of them worked. Then the last one rang, with a bang.

In the silent night, many people who were sleeping soundly were awakened.

"Who set off the firecrackers?"

"Yeah, I heard that too!"

The two of them put on their clothes and came out into the yard.

Then they saw people walking past the house one after another, so they followed them out.

They came all the way to Zhao's house and saw Zhao Qian.

"My dad couldn't bear it anymore and passed away!"

"This is a big deal! Okay, don't be sad, it's important to take care of the aftermath as soon as possible."

Then he started to get busy, helping to dig out white cloth from home to make mourning clothes. In the village, most families have this old item, which is always kept at the bottom of the box.

They watched Zhao Qian busying around, while Zhao Yong just sat in the corner, looking as if it had nothing to do with him.

Some people sighed. Anyway, it was not their family business and they didn't want to talk about it. This incident reminded them that habits can really kill people!

What's the point of raising a son who is so disloyal and unfilial and has no affection for his family?

In a blink of an eye, they were busy until dawn. Zhao Qian sent everyone to the door. If it weren't for their help, he didn't know how to prepare for the funeral.

The group of people who were busy just now disappeared in the blink of an eye.

He returned to the house and saw his brother still sitting there.

"You are so good at not even pretending in front of outsiders!"

"What's there to pretend about? I won't live in the village in the future. But you, why are you moving forward and backward like this? I just want to know where my parents' last savings are. Have you found it?"

"No, I didn't find anything except a few dollars!"

"How could there be no one? Are you hiding? There was a group of people following you just now. If you were hiding secretly, I would find out sooner or later!"

"How can you have money when there is a spendthrift like you in your family? You just got married and you got some money from your family. Where did you get the money?"

"It's all because of Zhao Yue. He took so much money, so of course I have to take some money back, otherwise how can I support my family!"

"A man should start a family and support his family, not by taking money from his parents. Don't you understand this?"

"What do I need to understand? I am living a happy life now. I married the daughter of the factory manager. I have money and people. What else do I need to worry about?"

"You don't deserve happiness!"

"Then you deserve it? Don't forget that your wife died early! The baby was already that big, but she didn't survive. You deserve to be alone for the rest of your life!"