"What scales? The old man broke his leg, and the organization only gave him five hundred yuan. Are they trying to fob him off like a beggar? Doesn't he need to eat or wear clothes?"
“It’s been decades, and all that money would have been wasted. Don’t make it sound like we’re so unfilial. He was only at home for a few years. My husband was raised by his mother-in-law, but he didn’t eat a single grain of rice or a single bite of food from that old man. If it weren’t for blood ties and that five hundred yuan, we would have thrown him out long ago.”
"We also contributed money and effort to this house..."
The villagers stared at her in disbelief, finding her arguments utterly absurd and fallacious. "Auntie Hammer, aren't you going to do anything about your daughter-in-law? How can you talk like that?"
"Uncle Iron Hammer, you must have brought a lot of stuff back from your military service, right? I heard your third son talking to people while he was drinking. He even brought a big yellow croaker! Besides the five hundred yuan, the organization also gave us a lot of quilts, cotton clothes and food."
"This house was built with the help of the organization, and you only cooked a few meals for it. Otherwise, would your family be able to live in a red brick house?"
Old Mrs. Di remained silent, but the woman launched into another tirade, "You actually believe his boasting after drinking cat urine? He even claims to be the son of a general, do you believe that?"
"What's wrong with the house? If someone is crippled, shouldn't their entire family be compensated?"
"Get out of here, all of you! Stop making a scene in front of our house. If you feel sorry for the old man, take him to your home and take care of him. We won't stop you. But if you won't take him home and won't pay, then don't talk like that!"
One sentence left everyone speechless.
Old Master Zhao was furious. "Back then, we men carried guns and went on the expedition. We really ate grass roots and tree bark. Many people couldn't make it, but Old Di gritted his teeth and survived."
"He told me he couldn't die, he had to go home. His wife and children were waiting for him. He couldn't be buried far from home!"
"Everyone laughs at him for being a homebody, but he's always the first to rush into danger. If he hadn't broken both his legs, he would be a real general by now. Would you still be saying such cold-hearted things then?"
"Do you know what he brought back? It was war trophies, each one stained with blood. He risked gunfire to collect them in order to improve his family's living conditions."
"If you all think he's a burden and look down on his money and possessions, then just back out. A nanny can take care of him until he dies of old age. There's no need for you to stab him in the heart!"
Those who returned from bloody battles bore the chilling marks of gunfire, their words, brimming with the vicissitudes of life, unfolding a tragic and desolate scene like a scroll painting.
Aren't the soldiers on the battlefield afraid of death?
No, everyone is made of flesh and blood and wants to live to go home and reunite with their wives and children, but they carry the future of the entire Xia Hua people on their shoulders. They cannot retreat, they can only move forward.
Those who are alive do not have an easy time; they even carry a heavy burden as their comrades fall one after another. The pain can be so intense that it leads to numbness, and finally, a sense of calm in the face of death. This can haunt one's nightmares for the rest of their life.
They don't ask for their family's understanding, nor do they expect their family to do much. Are they not even willing to give them a sincere heart?
"If you were unwilling to take care of him in the first place, but kept him here to torture him for the sake of your reputation and the money he earned by selling his life, and even claimed that you were giving him a stutter because of blood ties."
"Hehe, I've seen a lot in my life, but this is the first time I've ever seen people as shameless as you!"
“Since you disregard family ties and don’t care about what you get from him, then get out of here immediately.”
The woman was displeased. "Old man, who are you? My family's affairs are none of the business of the police, why should you interfere?"
"I advise you, if you really care about the old man, hurry up and leave, so he won't go without food for two or three days because of you!"
The blatant threat enraged Old Master Zhao so much that he wanted to kick the door down.
Ke Meiyu stopped him, "Grandpa, don't be angry. The crime of mistreating heroes is no small matter. Let's go back and talk to the organization. Let's not confront them directly."
After a moment's hesitation, the woman continued, "Who are you trying to scare? Don't think we're easily frightened. If the organization truly valued him, would they have ignored him for decades?"
"Then you just wait there," Ke Meiyu said, and then helped the old man walk back.
The abrupt end to the argument left the people in the courtyard somewhat flustered.
"Eldest daughter-in-law, are they really going to look for someone?" The old lady was a little scared. They really treated the old man very badly. Whenever they came to interfere, they would make him suffer.
The farmer may look tough, but he still instinctively cowers before his superior.
The woman glared at them. "Then stop them! They're just an old man and a little girl. Why are you interfering?"
After saying that, she told the men and women in the house to push open the door and rush out.
The Di family had many members, and their descendants had all grown up. Because they worked in the fields regularly and had good food at home, they were all big and strong, and even the villagers dared not provoke them.
So even though Old Master Di lived a miserable life at home, and everyone secretly complained, no one dared to come and say anything.
Seeing this, the villagers quickly said, "You'd better hurry up and leave. When their family members start acting like scoundrels, even the village chief can't do anything about it."
But as they were talking, the group of men had already blocked Ke Meiyu and her companion's path.
Upon seeing such a stunning woman, they were stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but lewdly look her up and down.
"Young lady, since you care about this old man so much, why don't you marry into our Di family and serve him personally?"
Another man whistled, "Yeah, not just anyone can interfere in the affairs of the Di family. You're not leaving today even if you want to!"
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