"Second brother, the courtyard is full of people. Why don't you go back inside and feel uncomfortable?"
Going back to your room to vent is at least not shameful.
Zhao Dashu felt that he was extremely considerate and kind.
Zhao Dayong was filled with remorse. His third brother was very good at hurting people's feelings, and he probably wouldn't be able to get over this in his life.
His life could have been much better, and his two sons might even have been able to get married, but now all of that is gone.
Because she felt sorry for her son, she invited him to dinner, but the brat disobeyed and went to provoke his mother again...
Zhao Dayong clutched his chest and trudged back into the house with difficulty. He looked at the old lady as if he were the one who was critically ill, not the old lady.
Zhao Dawen was dumbfounded. His second brother was so filial? That didn't seem like it.
Mother has been critically ill for a long time, and I've never seen him suffer like this before. Wasn't he still scheming to get his mother's money?
I was unhappy with my share of the profits today, so I cried because I was upset.
He was also dissatisfied, thinking that his mother would give everything to the eldest son like his father would, but he didn't expect it to be divided equally.
The third son is so rich, why should he have to share?
Does he care?
People around him were talking about it, praising Zhao Dayong for being filial, affectionate, and reluctant to part with his mother.
Only Li knew that something had happened. The head of the household would never be upset because of his mother-in-law; he had no feelings for her.
"What's wrong?"
Inside the room, Zhao Dayong completely broke down, sitting on the kang (a heated brick bed) with his hands covering his head, sobbing softly.
Li was terrified. Why was he so heartbroken?
"What did your third brother say to you?"
Zhao Dayong looked at his wife, at her half-white hair, her aged and rough skin, her face red from the cold, her hands covered in chilblains, some of which were rotting, and her fingernails filled with black.
Mother is right. He and his wife are both in poor health, and they are often in so much pain that they can't even turn over.
He often thought that he might not live long.
His mother had his best interests at heart, but she messed things up herself.
"Old woman, we were wrong, we were completely wrong!"
When dinner time came, neither Li nor Zhao Dayong could eat. They stared blankly at the white rice in their bowls, unable to understand whether fate was playing tricks on them or whether they were destined to suffer for the rest of their lives.
Staring at the bowl, tears streamed down her face, making Wang Shi, Song Shi, Zhao Xiaoyu, and everyone else in the room feel incredibly frustrated. The person wasn't even dead yet; wasn't it too early to be making a fuss?
After dinner, Zhao Dayong couldn't hold back any longer. He sent everyone away, knelt down on his mother's kang (heated brick bed), and apologized to her. Old Mrs. Sun closed her eyes. It was too late to say anything now. The money had already been divided. If she changed her mind, she would offend the other two.
"Don't kneel. If you still have your mother in your heart, listen to my advice. Don't worry about those two unfilial sons. You and Li can live on your own. When you get old and can't work anymore, find Erzhuzi."
You are most like your father, the most self-serving and calculating. But like your father, you spend your whole life scheming and end up scheming yourself into the mess.
He worried himself sick over your older brother his whole life, and he didn't get to enjoy a single day of comfort before he passed away. Your mother thinks you're in a similar situation.
"mother!"
Tears streamed down Zhao Dayong's face. "They are my sons. I can't just ignore them."
"If you want to interfere, I can't stop you. No matter how much you interfere, you won't get anything good out of it. You might even be worse off than your father when you get old."
"Isn't that what it is now? Your father at least doesn't do much work. Look at the state you and Li Shi have become!"
Zhao Dayong was speechless. Having a child was like incurring a debt, and he accepted his fate, knowing he would have to repay what he owed in his past life.
"Those two are both wicked and hopeless."
Old Mrs. Sun got tired of nagging and realized that her son wasn't responding, so she felt extremely bored.
It's ridiculous of her. She didn't care before, and now that she's in trouble herself, she wants to advise them. What a load of rubbish!
"You can go now, I'm tired."
Zhao Dayong helped himself up from the kang (a heated brick bed). Tonight, he was certain of at least one thing: his third brother hadn't lied to him.
In the following days, Zhao Dayong and Li Shi took much better care of Old Sun Shi.
"People are really realistic."
"Yes, that's how it is for my second brother and sister-in-law."
Song was not surprised. After twenty years as sisters-in-law, how could she not understand them?
………………
That night.
Just as Zhao Xiaoyu and Xiao Lei lay down, their daughter, who had been asleep, suddenly got up.
"What's wrong? Do you need to pee?"
My daughter is still young and occasionally wets the bed, but she's too proud to admit it.
"Mother, Great-Grandma is gone. She's gone."
ah?
Xiao Lei: ...
Zhao Xiaoyu: ...
Oh my god, my daughter is terrifying.
Neither of them could sleep. Xiao Lei lit a lamp, looked at each other for a while, and then got up to get dressed. After dressing himself, he started dressing his daughter; if he really left, the two children would have to go with him.
Before I was even dressed, someone came to tell me that the old lady had passed away.
Zhao Xiaoyu and Xiao Lei exchanged a glance, both seeing shock in each other's eyes. Their daughter's abilities were becoming increasingly unbelievable.
Without giving it much thought, the two quickly dressed the two children, and then each of them was draped in a cloak.
"Great-grandmother has passed away. We're going there now. If you're really too tired to stay, you can sleep over there. Go to your maternal grandparents' room. There will be a nanny watching over you. Don't be afraid."
"Your parents will probably have even less time to look after you these next few days. Yuanbao, keep an eye on your little sister, and make sure she doesn't cause any trouble, okay?"
"Don't worry, Mother, I will take good care of my sister."
The little girl protested, "Mom, I'm being very good."
"Yes, you're very good. Keep it up, and be even better these next few days."
It was late at night, the wind was biting cold, and snow was still falling from the sky.
As soon as she stepped outside, Zhao Xiaoyu couldn't help but shiver.
Good heavens, she had just gotten home and was about to go to sleep, which means she won't be able to sleep tonight.
"If you get too sleepy, lean on me and take a nap."
"Um."
Xiao Lei carried the two children onto the carriage, pulled his wife along, and then went in last.
The courtyard where Old Sun lived was now full of people, brightly lit, and noisy. People who had heard the news rushed over, and as soon as they arrived, they began to wail, crying and shouting, "Old sister, why did you leave us so soon..."
"Little sister, I'm here to see you off..."
Zhao Xiaoyu: ...
He pinched his thigh until the pain made his eyes red, and finally managed to squeeze out a few tears.
She really couldn't like this old lady, and she couldn't even cry.
This person... has been quite disliked ever since she transmigrated.
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