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Chapter 359 - Chapter 359 359. Full firepower (including Uncle skip if you

Chapter 359: 359. Full firepower (including Uncle, skip if you don’t like)_1 Chapter 359: 359. Full firepower (including Uncle, skip if you don’t like)_1 Goodness me!

Not only Song Sancheng, but even Song Tan was left with her eyes wide and mouth agape.

Her grandfather had always been cheerful and incessantly hardworking; everyone thought him to be honest and kindhearted. Never had anyone expected him to unleash a full volley, spraying bullets all over his eldest brother!

She pondered–was her own sharp tongue inherited from her grandfather?

Even Brother Xiaozhang was left with his eyes wide and mouth agape, sneakily giving Song Tan a thumbs-up behind his back.

“Your old man is really something!”

It wasn’t just his sharp tongue that was impressive; most important were his clear-headedness and steady demeanor, something that many young people lacked!

Little did they know, it wasn’t overnight that the river froze three feet deep; Song Youde had long experienced his eldest son’s disrespect and unreliable nature.

Over the years, he had simply thought that as one grows old, one must rely on their children. Sancheng’s family had heavy burdens, so he couldn’t trouble them, which is why he had been enduring all along.

He had been hoping that later on, with no conflict between the two brothers, when Sancheng faced difficulties, he would lend a hand.

But as Tantan returned and the family situation changed again and again, it seemed every day brought new hope. When he couldn’t sleep at night, he would toss and turn, thinking these things over–

If his eldest son was like this now, would he truly help out when the family faced difficulties in the future?

The more he thought about it, the colder he felt.

These words had been stifled in his heart for a long time.

Initially, he had thought to take this opportunity to speak kindly with his son, mentioning how they had drained the family savings and borrowed a lot of debt just to buy him an apartment in the city for his marriage.

That was why it took six or seven years after Sancheng’s marriage to split the household–what for?

Because as parents, they couldn’t afford the money to split and build a house for their son.

The younger son was kind-hearted and not too savvy, but he married a virtuous wife. Yet, before they could enjoy the good days for long, Qiaoqiao was in this state…

As a father, how could Song Youde not feel heartache for his child?

Over the years, he finally saw his younger son’s struggles turn into sweetness, which gave him even more confidence.

Building a house was the spark, but the fuse had been laid many years before.

…

For the old man, these thoughts had been bottled up in his heart for a long time; now that they were finally voiced, though he felt a heart-wrenching pain as he looked at his eldest son’s displeased expression, somehow, he felt a great sigh of relief.

Looking at Song Dafang’s face, it was no longer enough to describe his color as merely “purplish-red.” You could see the veins on his temples throbbing, his whole demeanor oppressively fierce, as if he was on the verge of exploding with rage!

Only Sancheng, as the middle-aged simpleton, still exclaimed in surprise, “Ah, so that’s it. When I wanted to split off and live separately with Wu Lan, Dad, you didn’t agree. If you’d said we had no money, I wouldn’t have pressed you.”

Song Tan couldn’t help but snicker–“Pfft”–her dad really did seem to be mocking them!

As expected!

No sooner had these words left his mouth than Song Dafang flew into a rage, as if he had finally found an outlet, “What’s there for you to press? All these years our dad has favored you, do you think I haven’t noticed? The land applied for the homestead after we split is not far from home; the mountains and fields allocated to you are just by our doorstep, and occasionally he even helps out at your place!”

“As for me? I’m on my own, toiling in the city. Have I ever complained? And you, building a house and trying to tap into the old man’s funds, you even encouraged him to bring all this up–Song Sancheng, let me tell you! In our village, it’s custom that the eldest son and grandson get more! Thinking about taking 50,000 yuan? Don’t even dream of it!”

No sooner had his words ended than suddenly there came a “thump” on his back, followed by a dull, intense pain!

He turned around in astonishment, only to see Old Song holding his polished, shiny tobacco pipe, the brass head still poised to strike downward:

“Pah! I’m still alive! Is it your turn to be in charge?”

Song Youde continued smashing down as he shouted angrily!

“Let me tell you, Song Dafang! I’ve seen more unfilial offspring in my life than you have fingers! If you honestly apologize to Sancheng, get the money out, we can still be a family in the future!”

“If you’re really that stubborn–fine, get out! From now on, I don’t have a son like you, and you don’t need to bother with my funeral when I die!”

As these words were spoken, Wang Lifan, who had been standing at the kitchen door without receiving a single glance from her eldest son, suddenly had tears streaming down her face.

Aunt Lianhua was supporting her arm, and Aunt Lianhua’s mother-in-law was also patting her hand from her wheelchair, giving her an enigmatic strength that prevented her from collapsing.

Seeing this, Song Youde felt even more heartbroken.

At this moment, he no longer had the strength to hit someone, but was disheartened, and yet, he still held a sliver of hope:

“Dafang… I’m definitely going to build that house. Your mother and I have suffered our whole lives, and now I just want to enjoy our old age. As for the other expenses, Sancheng has contributed, Tantan has as well. If you still acknowledge me as your father, give 20,000 yuan.”

“I’ll make out a list of expenditures, and you can see it all…”

In this world, which parents are willing to truly give up on their flesh and blood? Song Youde had been tough all his life, never begging anyone no matter how hard or tired he was.

But now, to keep his son, every word he spoke was with a trembling, tearful voice; he was humble, trying hard to turn things around.

This caused Song Tan’s heart, as firm as a rock, to waver for a moment.

She wondered–whether exposing the reality of her uncle’s unfilial behavior was better for them to face painful clarity or was ignorant bliss more important?

However, the next moment, Mao Li’s shrill voice shattered this final attempt at reconciliation:

“Dream on! 20,000 yuan? Who can’t see that you just want to give it to your youngest son? Old man, don’t think you’re something special just because you’re a father!”

She lovingly shielded her husband, then lifted his clothes to look at the red welts on his back, speaking with hatred:

“Your son is old enough to be a grandfather, and you still have the nerve to hit him. What kind of family is this?! Pah!”

“Who cares about this backwater place? Don’t ever come begging to us! Want money? In your dreams!”

With that, she burst into tears, “Dafang, what kind of miserable family is this? Ever since I married in, I’ve watched you be mistreated… and the family is partial… wuh wuh wuh we’re really living in a den of wolves wuh wuh wuh…”

What a performance!

If it weren’t for the fact that drama is out of fashion nowadays, the aunt’s knack for distorting the truth would surely have made her a leading player on stage!

Brother Xiaozhang was simply numb at this point.

He had thought this was just a project to confront some distressing relatives, but he hadn’t expected to witness Lao Song’s family father and son turn against each other…

How could he, an outsider, know what to do?

At this moment, he could only awkwardly pretend not to see.

But then, Song Tan gave him a discreet look and pointed outside.

Brother Xiaozhang was confused for a moment and then quickly caught on, sticking his butt out to drag the parcel from the car and shouting at the top of his lungs, hoping to ease the tension:

“Oh no! Song Tan, your parcel, the ice is going to melt!”

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