Wang Huai asked, "Second brother, what business do you have back this time? How many days do you plan to stay?"
Wang Song lowered his head and said softly, "I'm not going to the provincial capital. Brother, give me the peanut field. When the peanuts are ripe, I'll give you the harvest from two acres."
As he spoke, Wang Song lowered his head even further.
We agreed to give eight acres of peanuts to my older brother, who has been managing them for three months, weeding and pest control.
Now that we've gotten the land back, we have to give my older brother a reward for his hard work; he doesn't have much money on him.
“I don’t want your two acres of harvest. We’re brothers, it’s only right that I help you manage your peanuts.”
Wang Huai said, "What is a true brother? It's someone whose bones are still connected even if they're broken. In my opinion, sometimes family ties are more important than money."
Hearing this, Wang Song felt a lump in his throat and felt extremely sad.
He contracted hepatitis C, but Wang Cheng and Wang Zhen passed the buck and refused to spend money on his medical treatment.
Wang Peng offered him money, but he was too ashamed to accept it.
Originally, he went to the provincial capital to enjoy a life of luxury with Wang Cheng, but he ended up feeling worse every day and eventually slunk back to his hometown.
At this moment, only Wang Peng and Wang Huai treated him like a human being; Wang Cheng, Wang Zhen, and Li Guifen did not treat him like a human being at all.
Thinking of this, he was overcome with grief. "Brother, I was wrong. It was all my fault back then. Oh..."
Wang Song broke down emotionally, crying his eyes out.
Wang Huai sighed deeply, "It's not too late to realize your mistake now. It means there's still hope for you, and Xiao Peng might still come back."
Thinking of the unfair treatment Wang Peng received, Wang Song felt even more distressed.
Wang Huai shook his head. "Second brother, I've wanted to teach you a lesson for a long time. There are some things I just have to say."
"Xiao Peng is only fourteen or fifteen years old when he graduated from junior high school, and you actually had the heart to kick him out of the house? Is this something a human being would do? Huh?"
"Luckily, Xiaopeng is capable. If it were anyone else, they would have died in some remote corner long ago, without a burial place."
"And you still want money from him? Look at this, look at this, is this something a human being would do?"
Wang Huai became increasingly angry as he spoke, wishing he could kick Wang Song a couple of times.
He looked at his brother, who was sobbing uncontrollably, and had even more questions in his mind, but he couldn't bear to ask them anymore.
Slap, slap, Wang Song suddenly slapped himself in the face, again and again.
Her mental state completely collapsed, not only because of her guilt towards Wang Peng, but also because of her hatred for herself.
Because the blind fortune teller said that the eldest son was unfilial and the second son was filial, he has been biased towards the second son his whole life.
From childhood to adulthood, the eldest child always did all the housework and farm work, while the second child always got the best food.
He even forced the eldest brother to hand over his high school acceptance letter.
He gave all his love to his second son and poured his heart and soul into him, but what happened? His second son was unwilling to spend money on his medical treatment.
“I was blind and heartless, always calling the eldest brother an ingrate, but it turns out the second brother was the real ingrate. I regret it…” Wang Song slapped himself again.
"Alright, it's good that you know you were wrong." Wang Huai grabbed his hand, stopping him from harming himself.
After a long silence, Wang Huai said, "Second brother, do you want to mend your relationship with Xiao Peng?"
“I dream about it all. Xiaopeng doesn’t accept me. My daughter-in-law is pregnant, and he won’t even let me appear in front of them.” Wang Song’s heart was breaking.
"You deserve it," Wang Huai said. "When Xiao Peng was poor, you bullied him; when he was rich, you clung to him. How could he possibly forgive you?"
"Brother, please think of a way for me," Wang Song said. "Right now, I don't want anything else but to hold my eldest granddaughter, and then hold my little grandson in the future."
Suddenly, he remembered his hepatitis C.
This is an infectious disease. Even if Wang Peng lets him hold his grandson, he wouldn't dare to report it, in case he transmits hepatitis C to his grandson.
Thinking of this, he felt as if his heart was being torn apart, and he slapped himself twice more.
Wang Huai sighed softly, "Second brother, do you really want Xiao Peng to acknowledge you?"
"Of course I want to!" Wang Song grabbed his older brother's hand and said urgently, "Brother, please think of a way."
“There is a way, it just depends on whether you are willing to give it up,” Wang Huai said.
“Tell me, I only have one old life left, what is there to be reluctant about?” Wang Song said.
Wang Huai stared at him for a long time, then smiled slightly.
“The government is building a highway behind our village. They are paying 20,000 yuan per mu (unit of land area) and 17,000 yuan per person.”
“Your eight acres of land and two acres of pit were taken up by the highway, so we’ll compensate you exactly 200,000 yuan.”
“Li Guifen, San Yatou, Si Yatou, and you, each of you will be compensated 17,000, which adds up to 268,000.”
“Give this money to Xiaopeng, I don’t believe he won’t forgive you. Second brother, don’t spread this inside information.”
After finishing his sentence in one breath, Wang Huai patted Wang Song on the shoulder.
Wang Song was completely dumbfounded. In fact, since last year, there had been rumors that a highway would be built through the village.
For a moment, Wang Song didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Ten acres of land were all expropriated by the state. They should be laughing when they receive a huge compensation, but they should be crying when they have no land to farm in the future.
He's farmed all his life, but he doesn't know anything else besides farming. How will he support himself in the future?
Wang Huai said softly, "Give this money to your most filial child, and you can take care of him in your old age."
Wang Song immediately thought of Wang Peng. At this moment, he already knew that Wang Peng was the most filial child.
"Brother, is this money reliable?" Wang Song asked in a low voice.
“Absolutely reliable,” Wang Huai said. “At most one month, the government will send people to measure the land, and at most three months, the money will be transferred to you.”
Wang Song gritted his teeth and said, "Brother, I'll listen to you this time. Once the compensation money comes through, I'll give it all to Wang Peng."
...
Three days later, Wang Peng stood in the supermarket, looking at the bustling crowd, scratching his head in worry.
Thanks to the "People's Livelihood Help" report, Brothers Supermarket became a sensation in the provincial capital.
In just three days, the daily turnover soared from 38,000 to 78,000.
Surprisingly, the best-selling product is still baijiu (Chinese liquor).
"We don't sell fake liquor" is the store's golden brand; all other products are sold thanks to liquor.
The entrance is no longer a plaza, but several passageways welded with stainless steel, just like the entrance to a train station.
This passageway was built for him by the Public Security Bureau because there were so many guests that the police were afraid something might happen.
"Good heavens, why are there so many people?" Wang Peng scratched his head. "Brothers, the supermarket is already full. You guys go buy things elsewhere."
"Pfft..." Li Mingzhu laughed out loud, "Honey, you're showing off."
Wang Peng scratched his head. "Don't say it out loud. Let me pretend."
Li Mingzhu laughed and said, "Honey, I'm not happy at all. If we steal our customers, other supermarkets will definitely come after us."
Wang Peng shook his head. "So what if we risk our lives? We all only have one life, who's afraid of who?"
At that moment, his phone rang. Wang Peng answered the call, and a few seconds later, his face turned extremely pale.
Li Mingzhu asked anxiously, "Honey, who called? What happened?"
Wang Peng looked at Li Mingzhu and said, "Lawyer Zhong Tiezhu found his medical examination data; he has been diagnosed with hepatitis C. What should we do?"
"Huh?" Li Mingzhu was taken aback and said anxiously, "What else can we do? Spend money to treat his illness!"
"Honey, we can argue all we want, but we can't joke around with our health and illness."
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