"Oh, really? Erzhuzi, your family has another one?"
One after another, Guo was really good at having children, but what about the other two in her family?
Zhao Dayong's joy lasted only a moment before he turned away, his face darkening further.
"Yes, I'm pregnant again. My older brother wanted to adopt me, but I refused."
Zhao Dayong frowned.
“Erzhuzi, you are brothers. Guo is so fertile, what’s wrong with having another child for your elder brother? You should help him.”
"Help? Why didn't you help Third Uncle back then, Father?"
“Our situations are different.”
"What's the difference? In terms of feelings, my relationship with my eldest brother isn't even as good as yours with your third uncle. At least your third uncle is a decent person. My eldest brother, ha, is he even human? Does he put the kids to the bone?"
"Dad, he's your son, and I'm your son too. Haven't you treated me like a fool all these years?"
Zhao Dayong patiently continued to persuade him, "It's not that I don't love you, it's just that both of you are my flesh and blood, and your parents naturally have to think more about the one who is worse off."
“You never thought about me when my older brother was doing well.”
“Dad, now that the second brother is rich, capable, and confident, he doesn’t care about you and Mom at all, and he won’t listen to you either. He doesn’t respect me either. The second brother is not the same as before.”
Apply eye drops?!
Does he care?!
"Big brother is right. Now that I'm independent, I won't be controlled by you. Don't even think about those messy things. I'm not the third brother; I won't be as foolish as him."
"What do you mean?" Zhao Dayong asked, puzzled. What does this have to do with Sanzhuzi?
Dazhu's expression changed drastically. "Second brother, I advise you not to speak recklessly."
"I'm talking nonsense. Why doesn't Third Brother study? Why is he hanging out with those hooligans at the academy? Who taught him? Wasn't it you, Big Brother? Who let him skip class and helped him finish his studies?"
Dad can go and find out if those naughty boys in the village were the ones the eldest brother found, giving them snacks and letting Sanzhu play with them.
And then there's me. My eldest brother keeps telling me not to work, saying that you're only making money for our third brother, and if I work myself to death, I'll just be doing all the work for someone else. Since you're only thinking about our third brother, you deserve to work yourselves to death; we don't need to worry about you.
"Dad, tell me, how could I possibly entrust my child to such a heartless person? My child will grow up with him day and night; who knows what kind of wicked world he'll turn into."
Zhao Dayong was stunned. Inside the house, Guo lowered her head. Her husband had told her about this before, but hearing it again still shocked her. Her elder brother was truly despicable.
"Sanzhuzi became a hoodlum, and he deserves a lot of credit for that, or rather, his eldest brother was the one who made it happen. I imagine his eldest brother must be quite proud of himself in private, thinking he's pretty capable."
Zhao Dayong was stunned, completely unable to believe what he was hearing.
"You bastard, I'll fight you to the death!"
No one noticed that Sanzhuzi, who had been fooling around in the county town, had returned and overheard something at the door.
Sanzhuzi brandished his fists and fought desperately with Dazhuzi, while Erzhuzi chose to stand aside and not help either of them, letting the two settle their feud themselves.
As for Zhao Dayong, he is currently unable to think clearly; he is in a state of confusion.
Dazhuzi doesn't exercise much, so how could he possibly beat Sanzhuzi, who's always fighting?
Sanzhuzi swung his fists and pounded on Dazhuzi with all his might, shouting, "So it was you! I knew I was blinded by greed back then, listening to no one but you! Give me back my future, give it back to me!"
Caught off guard, Da Zhuzi was hit several times, his face burning with pain. He became fierce, and the two wrestled together, but it was clear that Da Zhuzi was no match for his underling.
Zhao Dayong realized what was happening and, with trembling hands, tried to break up the fight, shouting, "Stop! Stop it, all of you!"
But his two sons, their eyes bloodshot, wouldn't listen to him anymore. Erzhu stood coldly to the side; the eldest brother owed the third brother, and he deserved the beating. If it weren't for his mischief, even if the third brother was wicked, he wouldn't have ended up like this.
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