"Third brother, don't try to smooth things over with me. I'm begging you, please give Sanzhuzi a chance. He really knows he was wrong."
He wanted to visit his mother when she was seriously ill, but I didn't let him come because I was afraid she would be unhappy to see him.
"I only ask that you let him see Mother off on her final journey, is that alright? If you agree, the clan chief won't have any objections."
That bastard is using him as a target. He's the kind of guy who only says that Lao San agreed when people bring it up. He might even say some rubbish about how he has a close relationship with Sanzhuzi.
"Second brother, I don't care about this matter. You may have forgotten something very important: I've severed ties with Sanzhuzi. In my eyes, he's nothing."
Whether he comes to see his mother or sees her off, it has absolutely nothing to do with me.
Zhao Dayong was stunned; he had truly forgotten about it. He'd been so busy lately that he hadn't remembered anything.
"You... Third brother, I..."
"Second brother, don't come to me with this kind of thing again. The clan leader is more suitable."
Zhao Dayong watched Zhao Dashu enter the house, feeling a chill run through his body, including his heart.
The third son sent a message saying that he wanted to see his mother off on her final journey, otherwise he would not be able to face anyone in the future. He was very happy that his son was willing and felt that this was the right thing to do.
Or we could just let Sanzhuzi handle it, without asking anyone else.
Yes, let's do it that way.
With so many people around, who would notice one more person?
No matter how strong Old Sun was, her body quickly deteriorated, her face turned deathly pale, and she spent longer and longer periods in a coma each day.
Zhao Xiaoyu and Xiao Lei could no longer just take a quick look and leave as before; they spent most of the day at the old house.
The courtyard was filled with tables and chairs, and a shed had been set up to entertain relatives.
People come and go, and sometimes Old Sun can't even remember who came and who didn't; she only knows that when she opens her eyes, there are people all around her bedside.
These past few days, she felt a chill in her heart. Her eldest and second eldest sons, including her daughter and Ruxin, all implied in their words that they wanted money from her and wanted her little bit of savings.
She was heartbroken; apart from her third son, probably no one in the family didn't covet her possessions. They verbally comforted her, saying she would get better, but their actions spoke volumes.
She no longer seeks out Ruxin to keep her company and make her laugh.
It's better to get rid of someone who isn't sincere. Zhao Di is alright, at least I didn't ask her for money.
What angered her most was that the big bastard was clearly rich and not poor.
The second son, well, she actually knew that the one who needed her private savings the most in the family was the second son. Giving it to others was just adding icing on the cake, but giving it to the third son wouldn't even add anything.
But the second child...
The reason why Old Madam Sun didn't divide the private property was because she was hesitant and didn't know how to divide it.
She wasn't as decisive as the old man, who only gave his love to the people he loved most. She loved herself most, so she couldn't make the right choice.
To be honest, she felt sorry for her second son; he had the hardest life of all.
"Third son, your mother is calling you."
Zhao Dashu was talking to the clan chief about his mother's funeral arrangements when he suddenly heard someone calling. He was a little surprised; was his mother calling him? He had been the one keeping watch last night, and the two of them had chatted for a while.
Why call him?
When Zhao Dashu entered the room, good heavens, the old lady's bedside was covered with heads, a dark mass of faces.
Xiaoyu had previously said not to have so many people crowding inside, as it would make the room stuffy and bad for the old lady. Why are these people so disobedient?
The doctor has said it more than once.
"Madam Huang, from now on, no more than three people are allowed inside the house. Everyone else must stay outside. Don't you know what the doctor said?"
"Yes, Third Master is right. The doctor also said that too many people should not stay in the room."
She tried to get them to obey, but none of these masters listened to her, and as a servant, her voice carried little weight.
Even she felt sorry for the old lady.
In the end, there was no peace at all.
"All of you, get out!"
When Old Mrs. Sun saw her youngest son, she looked at him with her old eyes and spoke indifferently.
As people get older, they see things more clearly, and the clearer they see, the colder their hearts become. The old man was confused his whole life, and if he were still alive, he would definitely feel the same way as her, wishing he had never given birth to them.
Everyone saw that the old lady only wanted to talk to the third son alone, and her expression was strange, but they couldn't say anything, so they got up and left the room.
Mother, you're not planning to give everything to the third son, are you?
When my father passed away, he spoke with my eldest brother alone, and in the end, he gave all his savings to my eldest brother.
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