Phi-Fic Chapter 279 We brothers were really picked up from somewhere. Where did we pick them up from?
Chapter 279 We brothers were really picked up from somewhere. Where did we pick them up from?
"In order to be able to sleep soundly in the future, please understand us and have pity on us. Dad also said that Fourth Uncle has never treated him as an older brother. He doesn't care if Dad is gone or not, right?"
The old man, of course, couldn't say, "Xiao Ning, your fourth uncle truly knows he was wrong. From now on, he'll definitely behave himself in the village and live a good life. How can a family just fall apart like that? Right?"
“We don’t want to be implicated one day and end up in the county government office with our whole family. Even if we don’t think about ourselves, we have to think about our children.”
The old man struck dejectedly; the father and daughter were both ruthless. They had planned it all along, coming prepared and catching him completely off guard.
Fang Lao Er and Lao San were also completely dumbfounded; their eldest brother was actually going to sever ties with their fourth brother.
Holy crap, they're cutting ties! From now on, we're complete strangers. Why?
They are brothers, born of the same parents, bound by blood ties, how can they be severed?
“If the fourth brother does something wrong, you can scold him, even teach him a lesson. But I will never agree to sever ties with my family. There’s no such thing as severing ties in this village, and I can’t bear the shame. If you want to sever ties, just wait until I’m dead!”
Fang Xiaoning said with a deep look in her eyes, "Grandpa, have you forgotten? Brother Feng and the Song family have also severed ties. Have you ever heard anyone say a bad word about us? We live our own lives, and we can't let what others say drive us to our deaths. The people in our village are not unreasonable."
Old Fang: ...
“That’s right. Even Xiao Ning understands this, so you, Dad, must understand. One generation should take care of the next. I can’t let the fourth son harm my child and my grandson. Dad, whether you agree or not, I must break off the relationship.”
Fang Laosi felt a metallic taste in his throat. Was his elder brother trying to drive him to his death? No money, no help, and now he wanted to sever ties with him. Damn it, was this really something brothers would do? They wanted to force him to his death.
"Is everyone here?"
Fang Lao Er quickly ran out. Who could have come at such an inopportune time?
"Village chief, clan head, village head!"
The witnesses have all been brought in. Is the eldest brother serious? Or is he just trying to scare his fourth brother?
Fang Lao Er's legs were a little too heavy to move; the bolt on the gate to the courtyard felt as heavy as a thousand pounds.
How to do?
"Open the door now!"
"Hey, hey!"
They were all older than him, people he looked up to, and he dared not offend any of them.
He was inwardly groaning, thinking, "I'm doomed! If this door opens, I'm definitely going to get a beating tonight!"
"Your older brother's family is here?"
The second son nodded blankly, "Mm."
As long as they're all here, that's fine. They were invited by Fang Youcai to be witnesses. He approached them yesterday and told them about severing ties with his family. He explained everything clearly, so they had no reason to object.
Seeing the three village bigwigs at the door—Fang Lao Si, the old man, and Old Sun Shi—their hearts sank to the bottom. The eldest brother had even brought witnesses; he was truly determined to sever ties with the family!
Perhaps it was a coincidence, but the old man, unwilling to give up, asked, "Clan leader, you..."
“Oh, regarding the matter of breaking off ties with Youfu, Youcai will be our witness.”
The old man staggered back two steps, his eyes blazing with fury as he looked at Fang Youcai.
"It's just a misunderstanding between the two brothers, why are they breaking off their relationship? Youcai has always acted without any sense of propriety, why didn't you stop him?"
The group remained silent.
"Clan chief, village head, my mind is made up. I ask you to be my witnesses."
As he spoke, he took out a letter of severance from his bosom, which he had asked his teacher to write the day before.
Fang Youfu's pupils contracted slightly. He'd even prepared this thing; he'd long been prepared to sever ties with him. Was it when he returned from the county town, or when the couple deliberately spread rumors? His elder brother's heart was smaller than a pinhole.
"Brother, we are siblings from the same mother, you can't..."
"To be honest, I've doubted myself many times. But after seeing the situations of my second and third brothers, I felt relieved. Maybe you're the only biological child in the family."
What the bastard is saying?
Old Mrs. Sun, feeling embarrassed, slapped Fang Youcai across the face. Fang Xiaoning remarked that her father deserved it; he had no self-control and who else could he blame?
Fang Youcai, who had just been slapped, pressed his tongue to his cheek. He deserved the beating, but these words had been bottled up inside him for years. If the two old people only cared about their fourth son, why did they even have three children? They should have just strangled them after they were born; it would have saved them food.
Fang Lao Er and Lao San looked at each other in bewilderment. They weren't their biological children. Had their eldest brother confirmed this? No wonder their parents only doted on Lao Si; it turned out they were adopted!
The debt of gratitude for raising them is greater than the debt of giving them life. Even if they show favoritism, they still need to take good care of the two elderly people. It wasn't easy to raise them to adulthood, let them get married and have children!
No, where did your parents find them?
"Father, Mother, we brothers were really picked up from somewhere. Where were we picked up?" Fang Laosan asked, his eyes red.
In the blink of an eye, he became an orphan. If it weren't for his parents' kindness, they would probably be dead by now.
The old man was really exasperated by his stupidity; he believed everything he was told, as if his head was covered in glue.