Old man Zhao was furious and went to Zhao Dashu's house angrily.
"Boss, why don't you go and take a look?"
"What are you going to do? To watch them quarrel?" He didn't want to go over there. Who would he help at this time? He didn't want to offend his third brother at this time.
"Boss? What's wrong with you?" Seeing that he looked worried, Mrs. Xiao asked him worriedly.
"I have something on my mind, and I just can't make up my mind."
As the boss, you wouldn't do anything against the law or harm others, right? "Tell me about it."
"What do you think about us adopting Sanzhu to our eldest brother?"
The clothes in Mrs. Xi's hand fell to the ground. She stared at Zhao Dayong blankly, her face as pale as a dead person. Her lips trembled, "Why?" Why should she give her child to someone else?
"The third child has more money now than we do. If we give the third child to him, he will raise him well. When the third child grows up and inherits the family business, he will still be our son. Do you understand?"
"But……"
"No buts. Sanzhu is old enough to remember things and knows who his parents are. Don't worry, the third child can't steal our child."
Mrs. Xu was unwilling to accept this. "Who knows how much money the third brother still has? If he keeps squandering money like this, how much will he leave for our son when he dies?"
"Even if we spend all the money, we still have the house he lives in now. Can we build such nice houses for our three sons?"
Mrs. Xi pursed her lips. She really didn't want to do that. The child was a piece of flesh that fell from her body. He was everything to her. How could she let him call others father and mother? Or the person she has always looked down upon.
"I don't just want his house. I want our son to sneak into their house and find out how the third brother makes money. To be honest with you, I always feel that the third brother is doing something big without telling anyone. Just think about it, how can Liu Shunzi exchange nearly two taels of silver in one night."
Mrs. Xu really forgot about this.
"The third brother has money now. Do you think he is willing to be adopted?"
"Why would he not want to? The richer you are, the more you value your offspring. The Song family is just a hen that doesn't lay eggs. What if he doesn't adopt her?"
"He can take concubines. He has money, so he wants to find a few women. There are plenty of women to give him children."
Zhao Dayong's face looked grim. Fuck, forget about it. It’s not the third son’s wife who is not good enough, not the third son’s.
"No one in our village takes concubines. He has always had a good relationship with my third brother's wife. He would never do such a foolish thing and make her sad."
Say it to your wife, and also say it to yourself.
The third brother's money belongs to him and can only be his. No one can take it away from him.
Old man Zhao stood in front of Zhao Dashu's house. The yard was so nice, and the wall was nice too. Every time he came, he wanted to live there.
"Knock, knock, knock! Third brother, open the door!"
"Dad, grandpa is here to scold you." Zhao Xiaoyu said gloatingly.
"You dare to watch your father's play, you are itching for trouble, right?"
Mrs. Song was very concerned about him. "How about I add a cotton jacket under your clothes?"
“Puff!”
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