Xiao Chen was the first genius to come to the Zhuangzi after Xiao Mancang left. He had an unshaven beard and bloodshot eyes.
He paid his respects to Xiao Mancang's remains and kowtowed before the body. Only then did the wake end and preparations for the funeral and burial begin.
After everything was done, Xiao Tiechui called Xiao Chen into the house and handed him a small cloth bag.
Xiao opened it suspiciously.
Inside the small bag was a wad of money and a passbook.
"The passbook was left by my father. He left a will saying that all the money was given to him by you. Except for the money he spent, the rest should be returned to you. Don't tell anyone. My eldest brother doesn't know about this. If he knew, he would probably make a fuss..."
Xiao Chen opened the passbook, looked at the number on it, and felt sad.
Xiao Mancang didn't spend much money at all, except for giving some money every day to his second sister-in-law Xiao who took care of him, and occasionally giving some pocket money to his grandchildren.
Xiao Xiao was in such a complicated mood that he didn't know what to say.
"Second brother, this money I gave to Dad is Dad's money, plus you have taken care of Dad for so long, you should keep this money."
Xiao Chen didn't say anything to Xiao Tieniu. He wasn't a generous person. Since others didn't treat him as their own brother, he didn't need to go up to them and curry favor with them.
Xiao Tiechui quickly refused, "Dad said, it's all for you, what will happen if I take it? When I go to the underworld, what will I say to dad when he asks about it? Tiezhu, just listen to dad, otherwise he will be angry."
Xiao Xiao held the passbook in his hand and said nothing more.
Xiao Mancang's funeral was over, and all the guests who came to attend the funeral had dispersed. It was time for Xiao's family to leave as well.
Xiao Tiechui and his family came over to say goodbye to Xiao Chen.
Mrs. Xiao winked at Xiao Tieniu, asking him to go up and get close to the third brother and get intimate with him. Qingfeng also looked at his father eagerly.
Xiao Tieniu moved his toes and wanted to step forward, but he couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart and didn't take this step.
Seeing the car drive away, Mrs. Xiao couldn't help complaining, and Qingfeng turned around and left. Before leaving, he looked at Xiao Tieniu resentfully and said with gritted teeth, "Since you don't worry about me, don't expect me to take care of you in your old age."
Xiao Tieniu's stubborn temper also came up, and he cursed: "How dare you! Unfilial thing, if you dare not support your father, I will break your legs!"
Xiao Ersao looked at the eldest wife's family and curled her lips in gloating. The more Xiao Tieniu behaved, the better the eldest wife's life would never catch up with hers.
Xiao Ersao pulled Xiao Tiechui into the house, and with a smile on her face, she took out the small cloth bag that Xiao Tiechui had given to Xiao Xiao.
"Look, the third brother is here again."
Xiao Tiechui was stunned for a moment, then cursed: "You loser woman, who told you to want it?!"
Mrs. Xiao shrank back in fear. "What are you doing... This is the money my third brother's wife gave me. She said to keep it for repairing Dad's grave in the future..."
"You!" Xiao Tiechui glared at his wife in annoyance. "We paid for Dad's tomb repair. How much can it cost? You should have refused when Third Brother's wife offered it to you. This is Dad's gift to Third Brother! You must have been blinded by the money and took it without saying a word. You are so short-sighted!"
Xiao Ersao said aggrievedly: "I saw that my third brother's wife was quite honest and spoke sincerely, so I accepted it..."
Seeing that she still didn't understand, Xiao Tiechui simply said directly: "Now that our father is dead, if we want to continue to interact with our third brother, we have to rely on our feelings and our character. How reliable is our relationship with him? We have to rely on our character! I just told him that I don't want money, and I said it so nicely, but you took his money right after. How will he look at us?"
Xiao Ersao heard this and was shocked. "What should I do? Then... I will return the money."
Xiao Tiechui waved his hands impatiently, "They've all gone, where are you going!" After thinking for a while, he sighed and said, "Don't spend this money recklessly. When the weekend comes, we'll rebuild Dad's grave. Also, when we have nothing to do, send some local specialties from home to the provincial capital. Don't... Well, let's leave it at that for now!"
Mrs. Xiao responded hesitantly.
At this time, Xiao Xiao in the car was also looking out the window, saying goodbye to his hometown in his heart.
His father was dead, and he was afraid that he would never come back again in this life.
After arriving in the provincial capital, Xiao Yu didn't have much time to indulge in sadness, and soon resumed his original work and life. However, occasionally when he woke up from his dream at midnight, he would hug his wife beside him, mumbling something, like a young bird looking for its home nest, and drill into An Huan's arms.
Every time this happened, An Hua would hug him and touch his head.
However, what Anhua didn't expect was that when An Bohuai heard about Xiao Mancang's death, his reaction was quite strong.
The specific manifestation is that he clamored to give all his treasures to his children while he was still young.
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