"Xiao Mo, come and sit down."
Zhu Min hooked Zhu Mo's wrist and spoke softly.
As I walked over and sat next to Zhu Min, Zhu Min suddenly grabbed my hand.
The sound of weak breathing entered his ears, and Zhu Min lost his previous composure.
The hand holding Zhu Mo trembled violently, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Don't...don't tell anyone about me. The Zhu family can't be in chaos now!"
Zhu Mo looked at Zhu Min's bloodshot eyes and nodded slowly: "Don't worry, father."
"How serious is your condition now?"
With a self-deprecating laugh, Zhu Min shook his head and sighed, "Now even God can't cure it. I estimate that I only have less than five years left."
Less than five years?
As expected, he is my father. He still tells lies at this time.
Judging from Zhu Min's condition, he will probably die before Zhu Shang, who still has a breath left.
But as he said, the Zhu family must not be in chaos now.
Once chaos breaks out, it is very likely that the group will fall apart immediately, and it is not impossible that the group will split into several parts.
Now, he has the Golden Dragon Pill on him.
Do you want to give one to Zhu Min?
Zhu Mo couldn't help but start to feel conflicted, his mind racing as he weighed the pros and cons.
My grandfather's comments about my father kept ringing in my ears. If it weren't for my grandfather's voice, I might have given the Golden Dragon Pill to Zhu Min without hesitation.
What would you do if you were the eldest brother?
What would you do if you were the second brother?
While thinking about this period of time, Zhu Mo's ears completely blocked out Zhu Min's voice.
"Xiao Mo, what are you thinking about? I called you so many times, but you couldn't hear me?" Zhu Min asked with a frown.
"Uh...nothing."
Zhu Mo calmed down and pretended to be sad, with tears falling under the dim light: "It's just that if my father really leaves one day...what should I do then?"
"Dad, can you show me a way?"
There seemed to be a flash of surprise in his eyes. Zhu Min was stunned for a moment, then patted Zhu Mo on the back: "Don't worry, Dad can't leave so soon..."
"I want to ask you a question, Zhu Mo. You have to answer truthfully, so that I can show you a clear path."
"You ask."
Zhu Min was unusually serious. The kind smile on his face disappeared, and the corners of his mouth that were usually upturned drooped, replaced by an expression that was difficult to understand:
"If...the day comes when you become the head of the family, how will you treat your two brothers?"
Zhu Mo had thought of what questions to ask, but he didn't expect Zhu Min to ask such a sensitive question.
This seems to be a dead question. I cannot express my real thoughts and can only give a standard answer that satisfies Zhu Min.
Hypocrisy is the most common comment my grandfather made about my father.
"When I become the head of the family, I will naturally consult my two elder brothers. After all, I am still young, and there are many things I don't understand that I need to consult my two older and more capable brothers."
"Oh~ So that's how it is."
Zhu Min raised his eyebrows, not hiding his disappointment, and nodded frequently: "I understand."
"Instead of pointing out a clear path, Dad will give you a piece of advice. A big family is the most useless emotion. If you really want to gain power, you must be prepared to abandon everything."
Including your wife, right?
Zhu Mo looked at Zhu Min with a smile. Of course, he would only say such words in his heart and would never say them out loud.
Zhu Min sighed and became a little excited:
"It's actually not that hard to understand. We are all the same in our family of four. The Zhu family is a Shura field. Either I kill you or you kill me."
With his thumb on his chin, he said softly:
"I remember when I was your age, your uncle was as successful as your brother.
Your grandfather has always trained him as the head of the family, so I naturally don't accept it. I took housekeeper Tian and a few brothers out of the Zhu family and developed with my own abilities. "
"Just one year later, I punched your uncle in the head. I still remember the scene clearly. White brain matter and bright red blood splattered all over..."
Halfway through his words, Zhu Min realized that he might have lost his mind.
He said whatever he wanted to say, and wiped his mouth with his hand in embarrassment: "It seems that I am really sick..."
"Anyway, you have to remember that the most useless thing in the Zhu family is emotion."
"puff..."
Zhu Min looked at Zhu Mo, who was laughing, with confusion: "Xiao Mo, what are you laughing at?"
Standing up, Zhu Mo took out a Golden Dragon Pill from his arms and placed it on the bedside table: "Nothing, Dad, go to bed early."
He pointed at the golden dragon pill that was the size of a soybean and glowed with golden light: "Take this medicine quickly. Maybe your illness will be cured after taking it."
"Go to bed early."
When Zhu Mo walked to the door and just held the door handle, he turned around and said lightly: "By the way, Dad. I really found the right person today. Your words have greatly inspired me."
Without waiting for Zhu Min to ask, Zhu Mo walked out of the room and closed the door gently.
"This child... is so strange. Has he been stimulated by something?"
He picked up the golden dragon pill with two fingers and threw it into his mouth. He held it in his mouth and found that there was no peculiar smell.
After swallowing it, he chuckled and said, "Could it be poison?"
After going out, Zhu Mo couldn't help laughing frequently.
"Young Master!"
The maid passing by bowed quickly when she saw Zhu Mo.
A cold light flashed in Zhu Mo's eyes, and then he smiled and waved at her: "Come with me, let's go to my room."
"Yes!" The maid followed Zhu Mo's footsteps in confusion.
...
Early in the morning.
A soprano voice suddenly rang out in the huge Zhu family's house.
"Brother Zhu Mo, here I come!"
Hearing this voice, Zhu Mo, who was sleeping soundly, opened his eyes immediately and muttered, "Fuck, I didn't expect it to really come!"
He helplessly lifted the quilt to cover half of his face, thinking about how to avoid Wen Wanyu, this scary little woman.
"Brother Zhu Mo!"
With a "bang", the door of the room was pushed open, and Wen Wanyu excitedly flew directly to the bed.
He pressed his whole body on Zhu Mo, pulled down the quilt, and said with a smile: "Brother Zhu Mo, Brother Zhu Mo! I missed you so much, I got up early in the morning and dragged my dad here."
"Oh, and my sister is here too."
"Oh, Wanyu, get up quickly." Zhu Mo pushed Wen Wanyu away and got up reluctantly.
"Wait...you said your sister is here too? Which sister?" Zhu Mo felt something was wrong.
"Of course it's your second sister-in-law. I only have one sister, who else could it be?" Wen Wanyu said as a matter of course.
"Didn't Wen Hanqiao go to Long City with my second brother? Why is she here?"
"Could it be that my second brother is back too..."
Just as I was thinking this, the familiar voice I didn't want to hear rang out at the door: "Little brother, you seem to be in pretty good spirits. You can even sleep peacefully. I'm so jealous of you, my second brother."
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