"Chieftain, please show leniency. Dazhuzi has already suffered enough. He has no children and cannot be without the protection of the clan."
The clan chief never actually intended to expel the man from the clan. If he hadn't smeared the tree earlier, none of this would have happened.
"Third brother, why don't you sever ties with Sanzhuzi? Let's forget about expelling him from the clan."
The clan chief closed his old eyes. In the end, it was still because you weren't fair. He couldn't have been so cruel to his own children.
This was exactly what Zhao Dashu wanted to say; he had wanted to sever ties with this kid for a long time.
It's not human.
“Alright, I’ll do as the clan chief says and sever ties with him.”
Whether or not the clan is expelled has nothing to do with him; if the clan leader wants to keep them, so be it.
Da Zhu's pupils dilated in shock. In just a few words, they decided to sever ties between him and his third uncle? Is severing ties so casual?
Although Uncle San wasn't of much use, it was better than nothing. How many people wanted to be related to him? When Sanzhuzi came home, he often complained that his brothers all scolded him for being useless and for severing ties with Uncle San, calling him incredibly stupid.
As long as the family ties haven't been severed, what can he do?
His older brother is quite powerful; it's obvious that Zhao Dashu is very famous in the county and wields considerable influence.
The reason why Pan was willing to marry him was actually because she had her eye on Zhao Dashu, simply because he was her nephew.
Dazhu knelt before Zhao Dashu, "Third Uncle, I was so angry that I lost my temper and acted recklessly. Please forgive me this once. You will always be my Third Uncle, please don't abandon me."
Emma, this kid is quick-witted and adaptable.
"No, no, no, I understand that what you just said was from the bottom of your heart. Okay, stop pretending. We're all sensible people. You don't need to act innocent in front of me, and I won't forgive you."
"Big Pillar, our uncle-nephew relationship ends today. Take care of yourself from now on."
Seeing that his pleas for mercy were in vain, Dazhu clenched his fists. He dared not continue to act rashly. At this time, the more forceful he was, the worse it would be for him. So be it if he wanted to break off the relationship. Anyway, he wouldn't gain any substantial benefits.
The money in one's parents' hands is tangible and visible.
Li was completely numb; she had no idea how Zhao Dashu was involved in this matter.
Of his three sons, two severed ties with the youngest, leaving only the one he had his eye on, Erzhuzi.
"Old man!" Li's voice was mournful and pleading, "Dazhu has been punished, he has broken off with Lao San, that's enough."
Zhao Dayong didn't say anything. Was that enough?
not enough!
If we let him go today, he won't have an easy time in the future, and the girl who went to find someone to rescue them will definitely suffer a terrible fate.
"Clan chief, village chief, today I would like to ask you to be my witnesses. Let's settle this matter today, how should we divide the little bit of our family fortune after my wife and I pass away?"
Dazhu suddenly looked up, his eyes filled with disbelief and rage. "Father! What are you doing?!"
Zhao Dayong didn't look at him, but only at the clan chief and the village chief, and said word by word, "The new house will be left to Sanzhuzi, and the old house will go to Dazhuzi. The land where my wife and I will live in our old age will be split in half between Dazhuzi and Sanzhuzi, and two taels of silver will be given as dowry for the maid. If there is any silver left over, it will all go to Sanzhuzi."
"No! I don't agree!" Dazhu roared, his eyes bloodshot, looking like a madman. "I don't want the old house, I want the new house. Father, you know very well how much the two houses differ in value!"
Sanzhuzi is never in the village. What's the point of leaving the house to him? Will he ever come back to live here? I'm the one who lives in the village, Dad, you can't be so biased!"
He wants a new house, and the new house must be his!
"Stop talking. My mind is made up. You can talk until the sky falls, it won't change my mind!"
"Old man!" Madam Li also felt that the old man's distribution was unfair. No matter what, the eldest son should get a share of the money. Even if they don't have money now, won't they save it up in the future?
And why did he give the maid two taels of silver as a dowry? What did she do that required such a large dowry for a maid?
Hearing Zhao Dayong divide the family property in this way, the clan chief couldn't help but say, "Second brother, you gave everything to the eldest and third brothers, what about Erzhuzi? Are you not going to leave him anything?"
Have you thought about who will take care of you in your old age? Do you want to live with the eldest son or the third son?
“No,” Zhao Dayong waved his hand. “Neither of them are filial sons; they certainly won’t serve me and my wife well.” Especially the eldest brother; following him would only hasten his death.
“I choose Erzhuzi. If my wife and I become unable to move, we will go to the county town to find him and live with him. His wife, Guo, has nothing to do at home anyway, so she can take care of us.”
Zhao Dashu stared at Zhao Dayong with a half-smile. His second brother was still as unscrupulous as ever. Erzhuzi was just like him back then. He only thought of Zhao Dayong when it came to paying money, and that he would get a share. He shouldn't even think about anything else.
"Second Brother is so cunning. You guys really outsmarted Erzhuzi until he's nothing but bones, haven't you?"
You give him nothing, yet expect him to support you in your old age, provide for your food, lodging, and medical care. Do you think that's appropriate?
The clan chief shook his head repeatedly, "Second brother, what you did was not fair. Erzhuzi could have simply ignored you. You should know that you always follow whoever benefits the most."
"I have no objection to how you want to divide the inheritance, but regarding your retirement, if Erzhuzi refuses, I won't intervene, much less criticize him—I'd be too shameless. He really doesn't need to care about you, understand what I mean?"
Zhao Dayong fell silent; he hadn't expected the clan chief to say that. Wasn't his uncle, the clan chief, always intolerant of dissent, very filial, and believed that children should obey their fathers?
"Uncle? What do you mean by this?"
"Don't you understand? You handled this very unfairly, just like your father back then. He didn't give the third son any reason at all, but he was more sensible than you. At least he had some self-respect and didn't expect the third son to support him in his old age."
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