"He doesn't want to contribute to his retirement savings?"
"Saying they can't afford it shows they've had a tough two years."
Indeed, it's easy to tell at a glance that they're not doing well.
"I don't care if he's doing well or not, he's heartless."
Mrs. Song was the most soft-hearted. "Was that child really that miserable?"
"They're no different from beggars, but much worse dressed than those two. I don't know where they found their clothes. They're not even thick, and they're huge, hanging on their bodies."
"Xiaoyu, how about we find the clothes that Pear Blossom didn't want before? What do you think?"
"Of course, but how about the pear blossom dress? Would Second Aunt alter it for herself after we send it over?"
That's quite possible.
"Don't overdo it, just one or two sets to keep warm. I'll also give them a warning, see who dares to alter the clothes."
By the way, your second uncle asked me to find a doctor for him, saying that Dazhu and his wife can't conceive.
"Haven't they seen a doctor themselves?" Madam Song didn't know that Dazhuzi hadn't had children yet. They'd been married for quite a while, hadn't they? How come they still didn't have any children?
"I've checked, and they said Madam Pan is fine."
If Pan is alright, then Dazhu must be in trouble.
"Is my older cousin not good enough?"
Zhao Dashu glared at him, "What nonsense are you talking about, young lady? What do you mean he's no good? Your second uncle says he's very capable."
Song kicked her and said that her daughter was talking nonsense. Where was he?
Zhao Dashu coughed a few times; sometimes he just couldn't control his loose tongue.
“Your second uncle said it must be Pan’s problem, and that his son is definitely fine. I told him that I would ask the two doctors to come together.”
Deep down, he really felt that Dazhuzi was crazy. His daughter was definitely right.
"Hehe, Xiaoyu, don't you think so? Do you think your second uncle would faint if he knew his son was sick?"
Zhao Xiaoyu was speechless at her father's gloating expression; her father really enjoyed watching the show.
"Hurry up and make dumplings, we're going to the village chief's house for dinner later, are we not going to eat tomorrow?"
"Bag, bag, bag, I'll carry it, okay?"
During the lunch break, Song found a few clothes and shoes that Lihua used to wear. "Take them over there. These clothes were originally left here. I was thinking of sending them to the city to give to beggars this year."
She didn't give them all; she only picked out a few of the thicker ones.
Sigh, how did my second sister-in-law change? Before, no matter how much she schemed, she never schemed against her own children, and she was quite fond of them.
"Okay, I'll send it over. I don't know if it's because I'm getting old, but I just can't bear to see the kids suffer."
My heart aches. I remember when Xiaoyu was so cold she didn't dare go out and was scolded by her mother. My daughter was so pitiful back then.
"Alright, I know, just send it over."
When Zhao Dashu delivered the clothes to Zhao Lao Er's house, Li Shi was stunned. "Third brother, you?"
"Everyone says that even tigers don't eat their cubs, but Second Brother and Second Sister-in-law are truly more ruthless than wild beasts in the mountains. They don't even treat their own daughter well. Aren't you afraid of retribution?"
Li: ...
Did they come over to scold them?
The third brother is truly a scoundrel!
"How I treat my own daughter is my own business, my third brother doesn't need to worry about it."
"Do you think I want to interfere with you? Second sister-in-law, you should think about why your children have become like this. No one is filial to you anymore, and you're even abusing this little one. When you get old and can't move, you'll ask who you can rely on."
Do you want to hear what the villagers are saying about you? I saw a few people on the road just now asking me what I was doing. I said I was bringing some clothes to your girl; she looks so pitiful.
Do you know how they reacted? They all shook their heads and said you've done something terrible!
I used to think that even if my second sister-in-law and second brother were awful, they at least had some affection for their children. Now I realize I was blind. You were probably born heartless; no wonder your children don't have that thing either.
Li was so ashamed that she couldn't lift her head. She knew she wasn't good to the maid, but what could she do if her master didn't like her?
They were already having a hard time, their days were like drinking bitter herbs, and she didn't want him to be unhappy.
Zhao Dayong was standing at the doorway, his face a mixture of pale and ashen.
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