Song Anmin could tell from his mother's expression that she wasn't lying.
So frightened that he froze on the spot.
"Mom, are you serious?"
Xu Guiying glared at him. "You little brat, I'm not going to waste my breath on you. Your father and I have made up our minds, and there's no going back on it."
Song Jianmin burst into tears and wailed.
Song Yingying, who was reading a book inside, came out.
"Aunt, what happened to Third Brother?" Song Yingying asked with a worried expression.
Song Anmin looked at Song Yingying and said, "Yingying, your aunt wants to send me to the countryside. Please plead for me."
Song Yingying opened her mouth, looked at Xu Guiying and then at Song Anmin, and said with difficulty, "Third brother, you should listen to your aunt. Your aunt won't harm you."
Song Anmin pinched the bridge of his nose. "Mom, I still have friends. I have to say goodbye to them. Some people are waiting for me to give them money to do business."
Xu Guiying saw through Song Anmin's little trick.
“Aren’t all your friends just colleagues? Your dad has already asked for leave for you. As for those business people, they’re all scammers trying to swindle you. Go to your grandparents’ place first. If you don’t believe me, I’ll personally go there in ten days and tell you.”
Song Anmin was in despair.
Remembering the incident where he took his grandparents' savings book, they must already know. This time, Song Anmin is definitely not going to have a good time in the countryside. Besides, transportation in the countryside is inconvenient. If he runs away, his grandfather will probably beat him to death.
After Song Xinfu returned home, Xu Guiying went to the supply and marketing cooperative to ask for leave again.
Around 11 a.m., the elderly couple took a bus and drove Song Anmin to the countryside.
On the way, Song Anmin tried to run away, but Song Xinfu caught him and gave him a lecture.
Song Anmin's chances are completely over.
Song Anmin asked him how long he planned to stay in the countryside, and Song Xinfu said he would wait until he lost his gambling addiction.
Song Anmin was so anxious he was jumping up and down; he had absolutely no desire to gamble right now.
But Xu Guiying and her husband wouldn't let him go back.
Grandpa and Grandma didn't know beforehand; they were still working in the fields when they saw this family of three arrive.
"Dafu, why didn't you tell me you were coming back?"
Grandpa and Grandma carried hoes, intending to go home.
The third brother almost gambled away money, and Song Xinfu felt ashamed.
Song Anmin pleaded through gritted teeth, "Dad, please don't tell Grandpa and Grandma about me, okay? I'll just stay in the countryside for two months and then come back. Please don't tell them."
Song Xinfu looked at the third brother and said, "Third brother, if you don't say anything, you've gone against the original intention of bringing you here."
Grandparents are good at disciplining people, let alone disciplining their own grandchildren.
Song Anmin went to his mother and asked, "Mom, what if Grandpa and Grandma hit me?"
Xu Guiying shook her head.
Song Anmin's eyes lit up.
Xu Guiying: "You have to take the beating. You can't escape the beating you deserve. I didn't hit you hard yesterday."
Third brother: "..."
Grandpa and Grandma approached, carrying hoes. Song Xinfu quickly stepped forward to help them with their tools. The old man looked at the family of three and said to the youngest son:
"Hey, what's wrong? Why the long face? Don't you want to come see your grandparents?"
Oh dear, Grandpa is absolutely right.
The third son smiled apologetically, "Grandpa, it's just that the journey here was a bit long and I'm a little tired, so I didn't look too bad."
Grandpa chuckled.
Xu Guiying and her grandmother went to the kitchen to help with cooking.
The old man was rolling a cigarette under the eaves, in a very good mood.
Song Xinfu was too ashamed to mention the third son's matter to his father. He thought he should wait until Xu Guiying came out and have her tell his parents.
Otherwise, it would be too embarrassing for Song Xinfu, who is so old, to be beaten.
Song Anmin is now like a fish being roasted over a fire; struggling left and right will only lead to his death.
The old man suddenly spoke up, "Young lady, go inside and tend the fire for your grandmother."
Song Anmin was sent away.
Only Song Xinfu and his father remained outside.
Song Xinfu considered his words carefully, "Dad, Third Brother has recently made some friends, and they haven't been very respectable. Yesterday, Guiying even saw someone taking Third Brother to a casino. If Guiying hadn't discovered it in time, I'm afraid..."
The old man paused in his act of rolling a cigarette.
"Go on," the old man said. He used to be the town's accountant and was very knowledgeable, so his expression showed no surprise.
"Guiying and I discussed it and decided to send him back to his hometown. You and Mom can take care of him for a while and have him do some farm work to temper his temper. I remember that Wang Ergou had his leg cut off because he couldn't pay off his gambling debts. Let Lao Er go to Wang Ergou's house to check on him."
Wang Ergou used to be a gambler who couldn't pay his gambling debts. His girlfriend also ran away. Later, he had his leg cut off and lived alone for decades.
Now he lives in a thatched hut and works in the fields on one leg to grow vegetables to make a living. He is having a very hard time.
The old man rolled a cigarette, took a puff, and said with a neutral expression, "You can leave after you finish your meal. I understand about this."
Song Xinfu silently lit a candle for his third son in his heart.
It's all for the good of the third brother. It's better to suffer for a while than to become a gambling addict like Wang Ergou later.
As Song Anmin was handing out firewood, a chill ran down his spine as he met his mother's icy gaze.
Song Anmin was on the verge of tears, "Mom, of my four sons, you've been the worst to me."
They favored the eldest and fifth sons, while the second son didn't care about such things.
The third child cherished his parents' affection; before the fifth child was born, the third child was the little tyrant of the family.
Upon hearing this, Xu Guiying threw the cucumber stem in her hand at Lao San's head.
"You heartless little brat, if I hadn't treated you well, I wouldn't have sent you to your grandparents' house."
It takes two to tango. Xu Guiying admitted that she had made mistakes in her previous life, and in this second life, she will try her best to set things right.
It was too late for Song Anmin to say anything now, as a figure stepped into the kitchen.
He looked up and met the old man's ambiguous smile. Song Anmin clenched his buttocks and wanted to run away. Grandpa must know!
The old man said gruffly, "What's wrong, little sister? Do you have worms in your butt?"
Song Anmin forced a smile. "Grandpa, I'll just change my position."
Grandma was unaware of the situation and kept urging Song Anmin to eat more during the meal.
Xu Guiying and Song Xinfu left after lunch. Before they left, Xu Guiying told Song Anmin to listen to his grandparents and that she would come to see him once a week. Song Anmin stood in his grandparents' yard and watched his parents' figures disappear into the distance.
Song Anmin is already twenty-five!
He had never had such a miserable childhood.
Behind him, the old man's voice boomed: "Song Anmin, you get over here right now!"
Song Anmin's legs went weak. "Grandpa, what are you doing?"
The old man dragged Song Anmin to Wang Ergou's house next door.
Wang Ergou only has one leg; the other half of his leg is tied with a thick stick to make it easier for him to walk. He limps around, and it looks painful.
"Grandpa, what are you doing here?"
The old man said, "Let's see how you live in your later years."
Song Anmin frowned. "Grandpa, I'm your own grandson!"
Grandpa Song scoffed, "If you weren't my grandson, I wouldn't have brought you here. See? This is what a gambler's old age is like. You should get used to it in advance. Or I'll make you a wooden stick first, and you can walk with the stick. Start learning decades early, so you can run faster when you beg for food later."
Song Anmin: "..."
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