Yang Xiaobei chuckled, "Haha... Old man, I haven't seen you in a few years, and haven't dealt with you in a few years. Your acting skills are pretty good, even the opera singers are not as good as you. You said you want to act, at least find a fool who can't understand to act in front of me, and come to perform in front of me to add some fun to my life? But it is really funny, haha..."
Yang Zhiguo's face froze, and his honest, kind, and guilty expression almost broke, but it returned to normal in just a second.
Jiang Shushu: “…” Okay, it’s none of my business, I’d better just be a background board quietly.
"Old Four..."
"Tsk, you're addicted to acting. It's true that no one knows a son better than his father, but don't forget, no one knows a father better than his son. We only have one acre and three mu of land. Who can deceive whom, whether he is a human or a ghost? It's just that we don't talk about it for the sake of peace.
Well, you're right, that idiot Zhao Cuihua really doesn't know, you can only trick her.
What kind of person are you? I knew it clearly before I was ten years old. The reason I didn't show it was that I was still weak and needed to survive.
I've paid you back double for all the money you spent on me. As for your feelings, you've never given me any, so I naturally don't need to repay you. You and Zhao Cuihua are two dead bamboos, and you still want to produce good bamboo shoots? Not killing you two is my greatest kindness."
"Old Four, you misunderstood..."
"In the winter when I was 9 years old, the third brother often drove me out of the room at night. I had nowhere to go, so I squatted under the corridor. Under the window of your room is a good place. Do you need me to repeat what you said to Zhao Cuihua?" I heard a lot of things there that I shouldn't have heard. You made me realize how disgusting and cruel my father, who usually looked honest, was to me.
Yang Xiaobei thought he had let it go, but when he thinks back on it now, he still grits his teeth in anger.
When Yang Zhiguo thought of the place Yang Xiaobei mentioned, his face suddenly changed. His true face was revealed, and Yang Zhiguo knew that no matter how much he said, it would be useless.
He is so patient! It turns out that he didn't become a wolf cub until he grew up, but he has been a wolf cub since he was a child.
Yang Zhiguo stood up and looked at Yang Xiaobei, "I underestimated you. I didn't expect that the one who is most like me is not the second brother, but you." What a pity that we broke off our relationship. If he had behaved so fiercely when he was a child, I would never have decided to give up on him so early.
"Stop flattering yourself, or I'll be like you." You are the stain and shame in my life. I, like a ghost, would never imagine being like you.
Yang Zhiguo didn't say anything, just got up and left.
Yang Xiaobei turned to Jiang Shushu and said, "Wife, drink your soup first. I'll go out and see him off." To prevent him from doing anything tricky.
"Okay, I'll wait for you at home."
Yang Zhiguo and Yang Xiaobei went down the stairs without saying a word.
Yang Zhiguo laughed at himself, "Are you afraid that I will do something bad? No need to worry. I still have to have some dignity when I'm out in public."
"Who knows? You're at the end of your rope, desperate. You've been pretending for decades, what if you don't want to? I'm happy to spend ten minutes to feel at ease."
"Now that you know, I won't pretend anymore. Can't you just let it go for the sake of us giving birth to you? I promise you, your mother will never bother you again."
"Then you acquiesced to her coming to trouble me before? I told you that without you playing tricks on her, Zhao Cuihua would have been so happy."
"I tacitly agreed. I think you're a good son and I don't want to lose you. I wanted your mother to try and see if she could get him back. I didn't expect her to be so stupid and end up making things worse."
"No one in the Yang family is a good person, and I am no exception. I am petty and vindictive. Forgiveness is impossible. I don't want to see you and Zhao Cuihua come out to disgust me later.
I think I've been very good to you. Be content. I left you two sons to provide for your old age. Your sons are happy to provide for you, so you should be grateful to me. Without me, you two unemployed people would be hated by everyone in two years. With me watching over you, you can still live in peace sucking their blood. Otherwise, how could they provide for you properly?
How do you and Zhao Cuihua treat the elderly? Don't you have any idea? If you are not filial, how filial do you expect your son to be?
As long as you and Zhao Cuihua don't show up in my world and disgust me, I will make your two good sons take good care of you in your old age. If you disgust me again, I will make you and Zhao Cuihua take care of your sons and grandsons, and let your whole family rot in the fields. I believe you will know the choice. After all, you raise your sons to provide for your old age. As long as someone takes care of them, whoever takes care of them will take care of them, right?"
Yang Zhiguo walked away without saying a word.
"Oh, by the way, when you and Zhao Cuihua die, remember not to notify me. I hate bad luck." Even if I die, I will never reconcile with Yang Zhiguo and others in this life.
"Okay, we'll never see each other again. Zhao Cuihua and I will return to Yangjia Village the day after tomorrow. Don't make things difficult for the eldest and second oldest. If anything happens to them, I won't let you go."
"Haha, look at your tone. If someone didn't know better, they would think you were a father and son. If they can't provide for your retirement, you'll probably be the first one to want to kill them. I mean what I say. As long as you and Zhao Cuihua return to Yangjia Village and don't bother me anymore, I won't bother to care about them."
When Jiang Shushu saw Yang Xiaobei come back, he didn't ask anything, but personally made him a bowl of soup, half of which was full of meat.
"I'm back, come and have some soup."
"good."
The two of them didn't speak, each drinking their own soup.
Jiang Shushu saw that Yang Xiaobei had finished the soup and meat in his hand. Without saying anything, he took Yang Xiaobei's bowl, poured him another bowl, and gave him all the remaining meat in the pot.
"I only bought two spareribs. Why did you give me all the meat? Take a few pieces and eat them."
"How many pieces have I eaten? You eat. Eating can make people feel better. I think you will feel better."
"I'm fine. I'm a grown man. I've seen all kinds of storms. Isn't it just that I have parents who don't love me? It's not a big deal. Look how free and happy I am now. Can they hurt me? Can they make me sad? That's simply impossible. So, wife, you don't have to worry. I'm fine." After saying that, Yang Xiaobei lowered his head and drank the soup and ate the meat in big gulps.
"Okay, I won't worry about you anymore. I still have about twenty dumplings left from the ones I made a couple of days ago. This soup is delicious, so I'll put some dumplings in it. How many do you want?"
"Eight."
"good."
Jiang Shushu took 12 dumplings, put them in the bone soup to cook, and then accompanied Yang Xiaobei to eat dumplings together.
Yang Xiaobei patted his belly and said, "It feels so good. It turns out that filling your stomach is a happy thing." He was in a very good mood now.
"Thank you, Shushu." No further questions, no sympathy or comfort.
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