Old Mrs. Zhao pretended to wipe away tears and said, "If our Zhao family was wealthy, how could the second son be so ill that he could not afford treatment and wait to die at home? His wife has always wanted treatment, so after the family splits up, she can treat him however she wants. Maybe the second son still has a chance of survival."
What a high-sounding statement! He clearly didn't want to treat the patient, but he completely shirked his responsibility.
The old village chief glared at Mr. Zhao: "You think so too?"
Master Zhao had a worried look on his face. "Brother, I really... I have no other options. Perhaps after the family division, the second brother will still have a way out."
"You are truly... shameless!" The old patriarch stabbed the ground with his cane, huffing and puffing. "Just think, after the family splits up, if the second son's wife borrows money for his medical treatment, the second branch will pay it back themselves, and you won't have to bear a single cent of the debt!"
"If the second son's wife hadn't lent me money for treatment, you could still turn around and accuse her of being vicious and cruel!"
"Besides, you can still throw the burden of the Second Brother's family of orphans and widows far away under the pretense of being righteous!"
"That's a really good idea you guys!"
"You've even schemed against your own son to this extent! You, you're simply... worse than beasts!"
The old village chief was almost furious!
The old village elders had a high seniority, so they didn't hesitate to scold people. Words like "beast" came up, and they scolded Mr. Zhao harshly.
Mrs. Zhao tried to explain, but as soon as she opened her mouth, "Actually..."
"You have the right to speak here?!" The village chief said in a mighty and domineering tone. "It's all you old woman stirring up trouble. Do you believe that the elders will unite and divorce you?!"
Old Mrs. Zhao was frightened and didn't dare to say a word.
At this time, the second branch of the Zhao family finally arrived.
"Second brother." The old patriarch looked at Zhao Er with pity. "Tell me yourself, do you want to divide this family? If you don't want to divide it, no one can force you to do it."
As soon as these words were spoken, Zhao Da and Zhao San's expressions became very interesting, and they all stared at Zhao Er vigilantly.
I could hardly lift the bed board, and finally managed to stabilize it on the ground.
Zhao Er’s expression… was very complicated.
His eyes swept across the faces of his parents in the upper room, then the first room, and the third room... He used all his strength in every glance.
"Second brother...you...you don't mean to disagree with the division, do you?" Old Mrs. Zhao glared at Zhao Er, "Hurry up and agree to it, okay?!"
Zhao Er: “…”
Being abandoned by his parents and brothers, the people he cared about the most...this incident almost broke him down.
Zhao Er whispered, "Without the burden of the second wife, my parents, brothers and sisters-in-law...will they be very happy?"
"Second son, you know, our parents and brothers are all doing this for your own good... After the family splits up, your wife can lend you money for your medical treatment..." Old Mrs. Zhao kept clinging to this flawed excuse.
Zhao Er smiled bitterly, "So... you, who gave birth to me and raised me, and are related to me by blood, won't lend me money to treat my illness?"
Old Mrs. Zhao was suddenly choked.
Zhao Da jumped out and said, "Second Brother, how could you say that about Mom? How could you be so unfilial? Where did your filial piety go? Where did your understanding go?!"
Zhao Er smiled bitterly, "Yes, I was too filial and sensible before, so I dragged my wife and children to work like slaves with me and suffered hardships together."
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