Wang Song sat on the threshold and cried, afraid of frightening his granddaughter, and dared not cry loudly, his cries sounding like sobs.
As he cried, he wondered what wrong things he had done in his life, what price he had paid, and whether it was all worth it.
The biggest mistake was favoring the second child, which drove the eldest child to run away from home and caused the two daughters to become enemies.
Is the price of losing family ties worth it? No!
To get his beloved second child into a teachers' college in the provincial capital, he was so obsessed with selling his blood that he contracted hepatitis C.
The granddaughter wanted her grandfather to hold her, but he dared not, nor could he, hold her.
Is it worth it? No!
The more I thought about it, the more upset I became, and the more upset I became, the more I wanted to cry, until finally I couldn't stop sobbing.
Li Mengjiao carried her daughter to the car, not wanting Wang Song to frighten her precious daughter.
"Why are you crying? Who can you blame for today's outcome? Who else can you blame but yourself?"
“I told you long ago that Xiaopeng is not an ingrate, Wang Cheng is the ingrate. You were bewitched and wouldn’t listen. You deserve it.”
"Now look what's happened, everyone hates you, even dogs despise you, my dog is afraid of getting hepatitis C from you."
Wang Huai angrily berated Wang Song, hurling the most offensive and vicious insults at him.
The main purpose was not to scold the second brother, but to appease Wang Peng.
He knew Wang Peng was seething with anger, but no matter what, a son is a son, and a father is a father.
Even if Wang Peng was furious, he couldn't curse his own father with foul language, so he acted as Wang Peng's mouthpiece.
Anyway, he's the older brother, so he has the right to scold his good-for-nothing younger brother.
Wang Song was scolded mercilessly, but he didn't utter a single word in rebuttal. He just sat on the doorstep and sobbed.
Du Meiying brought her husband a bowl of water, telling him to drink some water so he could continue cursing.
Unfortunately, he wasn't very educated. If it was about how to build a house, he could talk for three days and three nights, but if it was about cursing, he would just repeat the same few sentences over and over.
"Uncle, let it go," Wang Peng said.
"That doesn't count. I'm going to give him a good scolding today. He's such a clueless idiot, a complete idiot." Wang Huai rolled up his sleeves.
"Uncle, forget it." Wang Peng walked up to Wang Song.
Looking down at him, I felt disgust, hatred, pity, sorrow for his misfortune, and anger at his lack of resistance.
“When you came to Brothers Supermarket to find me, I suspected you were sick, so I asked a lawyer to check your medical records.”
“I didn’t want to get involved in your life, but Mingzhu and Mengjiao both said that I can hate you and resent you, but I can’t just ignore whether you live or die.”
“My lawyer told me that the law does not recognize documents severing blood ties, and I still have an obligation to support you.”
At this point, Wang Peng let out a long sigh and placed five thousand yuan in cash at his feet.
"Hepatitis C is not scary. Here is 5,000 yuan for medical expenses and living expenses. Get well and don't bother me anymore."
“I have a thorn in my heart. It doesn’t hurt normally, but it starts to hurt when I see you. I hope you can understand me.”
“If you ever run out of money in the future, just ask me for it through your uncle. As long as you don’t let me see you again, I will give you alimony.”
After finishing his explanation in one breath, Wang Peng said goodbye to his uncle and aunt and strode away from his uncle's house.
The female bodyguard drove away from Xiaowang Village to Ronghua Lijing Residential Area, which is a resettlement community for the relocated residents of Xiaowang Village in the county. The Li family's house is located here.
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After a long while, Wang Song stopped crying and looked at the five thousand yuan on the ground.
“Second son, I was right. Of the four children you raised, only Wang Peng is a filial son; the other three are ungrateful wretches,” Wang Huai said.
Faced with the facts, Wang Song could not refute them, nor did he want to refute his elder brother's words.
Wang Huai asked, "Second brother, what have you thought about what I told you?"
“I’ll give the money to Xiaopeng,” Wang Song said. “Brother, I understand now. Only the eldest brother is reliable.”
"That's right." Wang Huai sighed softly. "Actually, this money is just a gesture. Does Xiao Peng need your 200,000 yuan? No!"
"But having these two hundred thousand is better than not having them."
"We work hard all our lives, what for? Isn't it all so that we can be cared for and have someone to rely on in our old age?"
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In the days that followed, Wang Song looked forward to the national land survey every day and had no interest in working in the fields.
I go to the hospital for injections during the day and listen to the radio at home at night, living a completely relaxed life.
As long as the compensation is given to the eldest brother, he can live off him from now on. He's worked hard all his life, it's time for him to rest.
Ten days later, the relevant department's surveying team finally arrived at Wang Village.
Wang Song's eight mu of peanut fields and two mu of large water pits were all occupied by the highway.
The compensation was 300,000 yuan, tens of thousands more than Wang Huai had guessed.
The compensation included 260,000 yuan for ten mu of land, and 40,000 yuan for four rural residents: Wang Song, Li Guifen, Wang Xia, and Wang Zhen.
The staff asked him to sign various documents and go to a designated bank to open a savings account. The money would be deposited into the account two months later.
The bulldozers, excavators, and other equipment for road construction all arrived, leveling the peanut seedlings in the field and creating a road through the greenery.
Wang Song felt completely relaxed. The farmland was like a cow's reins, and he was the old ox, bound to the farmland for his entire life.
Now that he has finally broken free of the reins, he is finally free.
Some of the farmers whose land was expropriated went out drinking, some went out playing cards, and some bought cars.
Some people worry every day about how to make money, because they no longer have farmland and can't just sit around and do nothing.
Wang Song patted his butt and went home to lie down.
"Once the compensation money arrives, I'll swallow my pride and beg my eldest son to take me in."
Passing by the village store, I bought two jin of pork offal and four steamed buns.
The shop owner laughed and said, "Uncle, you're living a really carefree life. You don't have to work in the fields, you don't cook at home, and you buy meat to eat all the time."
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