"Mother, can you make a request to the third son?"
"What?" Old Mrs. Sun was confused. What other demands did she want from the big tree? She had already said everything she needed to say.
"What do you want to say? Just say it. My mind's a bit muddled lately, and I can't think straight."
Even so, Zhao Dawen did not intend to be polite.
"Mother, please tell the third son to take better care of me in the future, okay? Look at me, I'm so old, and I'm copying books day and night. We don't have much savings. The eldest son can't continue taking the imperial examinations because we don't have money, and the second son is also struggling."
Old Mrs. Sun understood what her eldest son meant.
"You want me to ask the third brother for money to give to you?"
Zhao Dawen nodded repeatedly. Who said his mother was confused? She was smarter than anyone else.
Isn't that obvious?
"Mother, do you think this is okay?"
"Sure my foot! Don't think he doesn't know Zhao Dashu. He can make requests, but if he makes excessive ones, he might really not visit her grave in the future."
Without the third son's filial piety, she would starve to death down there.
"Eldest son, you should know that your mother can't make decisions for the third son."
Zhao Dawen's heart skipped a beat; his mother seemed unwilling.
"Indeed, Mother couldn't make decisions for Third Brother before, but now, no matter what you ask for, Third Brother has to obediently agree. Mother, do you understand what I mean?"
This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity; once it's gone, it'll never come again. Mother, look at me. Your son is so old now, half my hair is white. Yet I still have to keep working. Please have pity on me!"
Old Mrs. Sun opened her eyes and glanced at her eldest son.
"Actually, among all the brothers, you are the one who has been used and spent the most money, but you have also suffered the least. Now that life is not easy, you really can't blame me. You brought it on yourself."
I told you from the beginning that Wang was no good, but you insisted on marrying her. After marrying her, you never passed the exams again.
That's fine, but you just have to keep messing around. You've run off with Xiao Cui after Xiao Hong was gone. You're an old man, you're not without women around you, why are you acting like this?
Zhao Dawen's face turned from green to red, then red to purple, and finally purple to black.
He didn't want to hear any scolding; he just wanted money from his mother. Did she understand?
“Mother’s reprimand is correct, but the mistake has been made and there’s no use in regretting it now. Your son is useless and has let you and Father down. Now I have no other ambitions or aspirations, I just want to live out my old age in peace. Please, Mother, grant my request.”
Father would surely want me to be well even down there. Mother knows that Father always loved me the most, right? Before he passed away, he gave me all his silver and land.
After Mother passes away, Father will definitely ask me how I'm doing. What will you say then?
If I'm doing well, Dad will be happy. If he's happy, won't Mom's life be better too?
Old Mrs. Sun's eyes flickered; what she feared most was going down to see her husband. If her eldest son was alright, perhaps he could atone for his mistakes by going down to earth.
The old man dotes on his eldest son; everyone in the village knows that. He can only feel at ease when his eldest son is doing well.
How do you want me to help?
There's hope! Zhao Dawen grinned. Sure enough, he had to bring up his father. His mother was most afraid of his father, whether he was alive or dead.
“Mother, why don’t you ask the third son for some money? He can have whatever he wants now. Even his servants are dressed better than us. A little bit of money leaking from under his fingernails is enough for me to eat and drink for the rest of my life.”
As for Zhao Dayong, he didn't mention him at all. Everyone should handle their own affairs. He couldn't possibly share the money with his second brother.
My second brother suffered, and so did he; neither of them had it any better than the other.
"You know your third brother's temper. It's his business if he's doing well, it has nothing to do with you. Back then, you and your second brother really offended someone, and he probably won't want to be brothers with you for the rest of his life."
To put it bluntly, all of us combined aren't as important as a few families in the village committee. After Mom passes away, your third brother might not even come home anymore.
“Mother understands this, so she doesn’t want any money this time. There will never be another chance. This is our only chance to squeeze something out of our third brother.”
Old Mrs. Sun blinked. The eldest son was right; she was the only one who could get money from the third son now. After he left, no one would get a single penny.
The old man is important, but the third son is just as important.
The old man is definitely very poor down there, and whether he can live a good life in the future depends on the third son, so the third son cannot be offended.
How many do you want?
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