After buying the house, Song Guomin was in high spirits every day, knowing that Brother Tong would retire in a month.
As soon as Brother Tong steps down, Song Guomin can immediately jump into that position.
Liu Aimei is the same; she doesn't even make a fuss when taking her two children to work anymore.
When Song Xinfu and Xu Guiying learned about their eldest son's house purchase, the elderly couple didn't say anything. They let their eldest son do whatever he wanted, as he was happy to do so.
Sunday arrived in the blink of an eye. Xu Guiying and her companion were both off work that day, so they decided to ride their bicycles to visit their third brother.
After just a few days, the third brother had transformed from a handsome young man into a dark-skinned cowherd in the village, and the light in his eyes had faded.
The third child was extremely excited when he saw his parents coming from afar.
He had been plowing the fields for Wang Ergou for two days, and Lao San felt like he was turning into an ox.
He dropped the rope and ran happily towards the roadside.
"Mom and Dad, have you come to pick me up?"
Xu Guiying looked at the third brother, who was covered in mud, with disdain in her eyes, "You've only been here a few days. I told you, it'll be at least two months."
The third child wailed, "Mom! Don't you think I've lost weight?!"
Song Xinfu noticed that although the third brother was dark-skinned, he was in much better spirits.
"It's good that you've lost weight. Go and lose some weight. Look at your belly, it's so big that it flies two miles when you run."
In the distance, Wang Ergou was still calling to Lao San to go to work.
The third brother shouted impatiently, "We'll talk about it this afternoon, my parents are here."
Xu Guiying: "Where are your grandparents?"
"Grandpa went to town to sell eggs, and Grandma is making lunch."
Song Xinfu was going to help his mother cook, while his third son clung to Xu Guiying's back.
"Mom, please take me back home. I really can't stay here any longer."
Xu Guiying sneered, "Why should I let you go back to gambling?"
The third son promised, "Mom, I swear, I really won't gamble. At worst, I'll give you all my salary from now on. I really won't gamble."
Xu Guiying rolled her eyes and shook off the third brother's hand. "Don't whine to me. You crawled out of my belly, and I know what you're thinking, you dog. With Song Anmin's personality, he'd gamble even if he had to borrow money!"
The third son frowned. "Mom, I'm your own son, why are you saying such hurtful things?!"
Xu Guiying: "You continue to undergo reform and spend a few days with Wang Ergou to get used to life with a broken leg."
The third son was devastated. He had been looking forward to his parents' arrival for several days, and Song Anmin had considered running away during those days.
He tried to run away the night before last, but he startled the dogs in the yard.
That night, Song Anmin was spanked for the first time in twenty years.
There are red marks on my buttocks now.
The third child broke down in despair, crying out, "Mom, I'm really angry!"
Xu Guiying: "What do I care if you're angry?"
Xu Guiying entered the courtyard and went to the kitchen to help. Grandma tossed a clove of garlic to the third son, saying, "Third son, peel the garlic."
Song Anmin caught it and squatted down to peel the garlic. He felt deeply that he was just a little cabbage in the field, unloved by anyone.
Even the dog came to Song Anmin's side and put its front paws on his shoulder.
Song Anmin shouted, "Get out!"
Looking up at the sky in despair.
"Why is even the dog bullying me?"
Xu Guiying scoffed and said sarcastically, "You'll know what it means to be bullied when you break both your legs."
The debt collectors came to the Song family and took away all the valuables, including pots, pans, and dishes.
Song Anmin was pinned to the ground and beaten until he was covered in blood.
Song Xinfu tried to fight back, but ended up breaking his ribs. It took him two years to recover from his injuries. Xu Guiying was hit on the head and almost didn't make it.
Now, all of this is something the third brother should do.
Around noon, the old man returned home and ran into Wang Ergou on the way. The old man invited Wang Ergou to his house for lunch.
For decades, Wang Ergou had never been polite to his neighbors. At home, he rarely saw any meat, but at Old Song's house, he could at least have soup.
During the meal, Wang Ergou kept praising Lao San for his excellent work skills, saying he was much better than him, a lame man.
Song Anmin, looking terrified of being left to do chores, quickly said:
"No, no, Uncle Wang can run faster than me even with only one leg."
After drinking some alcohol, Wang Ergou started bragging:
"The third brother even asked me if I had ever won money gambling before. I definitely said no, and the third brother said it was a pity."
The third brother's face turned pale, and he didn't dare to look up at the expressions of Xu Guiying and her husband.
Wang Ergou added, "Third brother, I even studied how to cheat in order to research this line of work, but in the end, I lost so much that I only have one leg left."
The third brother quickly swallowed.
"You can't gamble, Uncle Wang! How can you gamble!"
Wang Ergou slapped his thigh, "Third brother, you can't say that! Yesterday you even asked me to teach you how to cheat—"
The third brother quickly stopped him: "Uncle Wang, please stop talking!"
The old man chuckled, "Third son, you want to learn?"
Song Xinfu put down his wine glass. "Then let the third brother do some more work with Er Gou. Consider it tuition, right?"
The third son put down his chopsticks, his heart pounding in his chest. He glanced at his mother, his teeth chattering.
It must be his imagination. How could his mother's gray hair be on fire?
The third brother was almost in tears, "I was just joking with Uncle Wang, I would never gamble!"
Grandma put a large piece of cabbage on the third son's plate.
"Little San, eat quickly, we still have to plow the fields this afternoon."
The third brother is feeling utterly dejected.
After finishing his meal, Wang Ergou went home.
The third brother didn't dare to go inside, so he sat in a row with the dogs. How did Song Anmin end up like this?
The old man had a habit of taking a nap after lunch, so he urged Song Xinfu and his wife to hurry back to the city.
Xu Guiying sighed, "Mom and Dad, I'll have to trouble you with the third child."
The old man waved his hand, "This is nothing. If I can't train him properly, I'm not a Song."
Xu Guiying stood in the courtyard, looked at the third son, and shook her head.
Song Xinfu now realized the seriousness of the problem, and when he left with Xu Guiying, he didn't even glance at the third brother.
The third son could only watch his parents walk away, feeling sorrowful. He just wasn't cultured enough; otherwise, he would definitely have written a poem by now.
The old man woke up from his afternoon nap in high spirits and took a look around the yard.
"Where's the stick?"
Song Anmin, who was drinking water in the kitchen, exclaimed: "Master!!!"
That afternoon, Song Anmin couldn't escape a beating.
On their way back, Xu Guiying and her husband were unusually silent, not saying a word.
As soon as I returned to Heping Lane, I saw Aunt Wang taking out the trash outside her yard.
Aunt Wang quickly stopped them.
"Oh dear, Lao Song Guiying, your eldest son was quite something this afternoon. He was yelling and shouting all over the house, it hurt my ears."
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