Zhao Dawen was overjoyed; his mother was truly sensible. "Two thousand taels, what do you think?"
Old Mrs. Sun's heart leaped into her throat. She stared blankly at her eldest son, speechless for a long time.
He really dares to say two thousand taels! Does he even know how much two thousand taels is? Does he know how much stuff two thousand taels can buy?
Even if a house in a county town only costs a few taels of silver?
Does the eldest brother think the third brother is a sucker? Or does he think the eldest brother is a fool?
If he dares to bring up the complete severing of the mother-son relationship, the third son will probably stop talking to her before she even breathes her last.
Sun's eyes widened suddenly. Ru Xin had said she wouldn't die, so what did the eldest son mean? Did he think she definitely wouldn't make it this time, that she would...?
What an unfilial son!
"Get out of here, you're not needed here."
Zhao Dawen was stunned. Why did his expression suddenly change?
"Mother, what's wrong?"
"What about me?" Old Madam Sun sneered, now truly wide awake. "If you want to know what you're like, you unfilial son, back when your father was still alive, you urged him to ask the third son for favors, but the third son refused, which made your father furious."
Now that I'm seriously ill, the doctor says I need to rest and recuperate. What about you? You're starting to urge me to ask the third brother for things again.
Can't you earn money yourself? You earn little from copying books? Why do you have to covet other people's meager earnings? If you're so greedy, go ask for it yourself. Why should I have to?
So you're convinced I can't get over this hurdle? So you're convinced I'll definitely leave?
Zhao Dawen found his mother's actions baffling. The whole village knew she was leaving. And that couldn't be changed; even without her help, he wouldn't live more than a few days.
Can't Mother face reality? Sit down and talk it over, make some plans, and try to secure some benefits for her children and grandchildren in her final days?
Why do we always get caught up in these trivial things?
"I didn't mean that. I just wanted to say that we should take this opportunity to ask the third brother for something. You know how difficult it is for us to ask him for things, and you know how stingy he is."
Once Mother recovers, the third son will return to the prefectural city. By then, we won't even be able to find him, so what will we get?
Sun didn't want to hear a single word; that bastard had no good intentions.
If you anger the third brother, even the doctor from the prefectural city will have to be taken back.
"Get out of here! I don't want to talk to you, get out of here!"
Zhao Dawen wanted to continue coaxing her, but Old Sun didn't give him the chance and loudly called over the old woman, Guo.
With others present, Zhao Dawen could continue speaking, so he could only suppress his anger and keep watch quietly.
Once again, I realize that my mother is no match for my father; she is far too selfish and domineering.
The third child is just like his mother; they both have incredibly unique personalities.
After scolding her son, Old Mrs. Sun was exhausted and closed her eyes, then began to snore.
Zhao Dawen was frustrated. He had taken the night watch tonight, and he didn't know when he would have another chance. Tomorrow it was the second brother's turn to keep watch, the day after that it was the third brother's, and the day after that it was Maihua's.
How many more nights can he keep watch over my mother whose health is so poor?
After sighing a few times, Zhao Dawen lay down and fell asleep by his mother's bedside. Guo watched him coldly, and after he fell asleep, she shook her head slightly.
She heard everything clearly from outside the door.
The eldest master is utterly shameless, scheming against the third master and the old lady.
Two thousand taels?!
Tomorrow he will tell the Third Master about this matter and let him handle it.
Honestly, even though she was just a servant, she still looked down on the master. A man like him, always thinking about other people's things, where's his shame?
The next morning, when Zhao Dashu heard about it, he just smiled and said, "Go ahead and do your work. I know about it."
He didn't care at all. No matter what schemes his elder brothers used, as long as he didn't agree, that was fine.
Sigh, what's the point of having children? In the end, you still get schemed against and used by them. It's kind of pointless.
Father must regret it, right? He must regret giving everything to my eldest brother back then; he's grown too big for his britches.
Two thousand taels? He wasn't afraid of being crushed by too much silver.
"Third brother, you're up so early? It's really cold today."
Zhao Dayong tucked his hands into his sleeves and hunched his neck, looking like he was freezing.
I probably slept too warmly last night, so I couldn't stand going outside.
"Second brother is really not good at keeping warm these days."
Zhao Dayong smiled indifferently, "That's how it is when you get old. Come to think of it, we're not young anymore."
"Yes, we're all grandparents now, time really flies."
In the blink of an eye, his father was gone, and his mother was about to leave too. The old house had long since changed beyond recognition. Everything from back then seemed to have just happened, yet it felt so far away from him.
"Third brother, can I talk to you about something?"
Zhao Dashu said that he now finds this statement extremely offensive.
They never come to him with good news.
"Second brother, please speak."
Zhao Dayong hesitated for a long time before speaking, "After Mother passes away, can Sanzhuzi attend the funeral? If he doesn't fulfill his filial duties after Grandma passes away, people will probably talk about him to death."
Zhao Dashu looked at his second brother and said, "Parents plan for their children's long-term future; this is absolutely true."
“It’s not that we don’t want him to fulfill his filial duties, but Mother really doesn’t want to see him. My eldest brother also knows how much Mother hates him.”
Instead of pushing her with three pillars, Mother might still be full of life today.
“I know this is a bit much, but he is still my mother’s grandson.”
Zhao Dashu shrugged. He couldn't and had no say in this matter.
"Second brother, why don't you go and discuss this with eldest brother and the clan leader? You know I'm the youngest in the family, so I have to listen to you on all important matters."
Zhao Dayong was speechless. Listening to them, they really thought it sounded nice.
The third son is shameless; whenever he encounters something he doesn't want to do, he uses his position as the youngest to excuse himself.
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