There was a rare hint of fear in Mrs.
Mu's voice.
She was really scared that Mr.
Mu would really die like this.
The sons, except for the third and fourth, are all in jail now.
Needless to say, the third son separated from her after the separation of the family.
I'm afraid I won't give her a good life in the future.
Not to mention the fourth child, who still hates her for losing her son, so how can she be given care for her until the end of her life?
When the time comes, she will be left a miserable old woman, without enough to eat or warm to wear, and she might as well have died.
"Old man, please give me a chance.
I know I shouldn't take away the family's money.
I don't dare anymore.
I really don't dare anymore."
Mrs.
Xia burst into tears and runny nose.
That way, it seems a bit sincere.
After all, Mu Dashan still couldn't bear it and said to Mr.
Xia, "If not, dad, please let my mother come back.
If she comes back, there will be someone to take care of you."
"No, I don't want it," Mr.
Mu said decisively.
At first, when he was seriously ill, this woman didn't say anything, took the property and ran away, regardless of his life or death.
He looks so embarrassed now.
He must have come back because he ran out of money.
Mr.
Mu refused to let go no matter what he said.
Mu Dashan kept talking, but when Mr.
Mu disagreed, he couldn't insist anymore.
He said, "Dad, I respect your wishes.
If you don't agree with my mother coming back, I will let her go.
Don't be angry."
"Third son, I know you are a good boy, but your mother is a blood-sucking leech.
Don't be soft-hearted.
If you keep her, big trouble will happen."
Mr.
Mu said angrily.
When he was angry, he kept coughing.
"Dad, I know there's still some food left.
You eat first.
If you're still hungry, I'll go back and get some for you."
Mu Dashan said good-naturedly.
Looking at his third son who was still respectful to him, Mr.
Mu shed tears of regret.
At the beginning, if he hadn't been unclear about people, he wouldn't even know who was really good to him, and he wouldn't be so guilty now.
Even if his son showed kindness, he wouldn't have the face to accept it.
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Mr.
Mu felt as if a stone was stuck in his heart.
It was so uncomfortable.
After serving Mr.
Mu and finishing his meal, Mu Dashan finally opened the door.
As soon as the door opened, Mrs.
Mu immediately asked, "Lao San, did your father ask me to wait on you?"
Mu Xiangxiang on the side didn't care much about Mr.
Mu.
She only cared about dinner.
"Third brother, there's nothing in the kitchen with cold pots and cold stoves.
Where should I have dinner?"
When Mu Dashan heard this, he glared at Mu Xiangxiang.
"Shut up, Dad is like this, why are you still in the mood to eat?"
Mu Xiangxiang curled her lips unhappily, "It makes me feel bad for dad to be like this, but I have to eat.
I'm not full.
How can I take care of dad?
Third brother, how dare you say that you didn't eat yourself and you gave it to dad?"
When the meal was served, you should have already eaten by yourself."
Mu Xiangxiang seemed to blame Mu Dashan for not getting herself food.
This time, Mu Dashan almost laughed angrily.
He finally understood why the old Mu family became like this.
His mother was selfish.
When his father fell ill, instead of sharing the joys and sorrows with him, she took away all the money.
His sister Xiangxiang is also selfish.
Even her father has become like this and only wants to eat for himself.
With such a family, it would be strange if nothing happens to the old Mu family "Xiangxiang, let me tell you the truth.
Even if my third wife is giving the food to the dog, I will not eat it for you.
Please reflect on what you have done, and then talk to me properly."
After saying that, regardless of whether Mu Xiangxiang would make trouble or not, Mu Dashan went to the kitchen.
Since Mr.
Mu has been ill, this pot is basically no longer used for cooking.
It is used to boil water for the old man to wash himself every day.
This time, it was no exception.
Mu Dashan boiled water, tested the temperature, and wiped Mr.
Mu's body.
After that, I coaxed Mr.
Mu to sleep.
Mu Xiangxiang was still crying there, saying that Mu Dashan had no conscience and didn't care about his own sister.
Mrs.
Mu wanted to rush in and see Mr.
Mu several times.
He was stopped by Mu Dashan, "Mom, dad said it himself, if I don't let you stay, something big will happen if you stay.
If you insist on disobeying my dad, I won't be responsible for anything that happens.
But you are my mother after all.
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This house is so big.
If you want to find a place to live, I won't say anything, but I won't prepare food for you and Xiangxiang.
If you are hungry, go and work for the villagers.
The people in the village are kind, so I believe they won’t be reluctant to give up a meal.”
Mu Dashan now completely misses the family love that has reached the edge of the cliff.
His mother has been doing this all her life and has brought so much trouble to her family.
But it’s his mother after all.
Even if you ask him to be cruel and drive him out, he can't do it.
It's better to let it go.
If his mother thinks clearly one day and wants to live a good life with his father, as a son, he will help if he can.
If he can't, he will never relent.
"Why are you asking us to work for people in exchange for food?
Mu Dashan, are you crazy?"
Mu Xiangxiang has been hungry all day, and now it's like a firecracker.
Just tap it and explode.
Mu Dashan had no time to pay attention to her, put the wooden basin back in the kitchen, and left himself.
Mu Xiang was stomping her feet on the spot, crying and complaining, "Mom, why did you give birth to my third brother in the first place?
He went too far.
He didn't even give me a warm meal."
"I really have no way to survive these days.
I thought I would have something delicious to eat when I came back, but now it seems that I might as well be in the town.
At least I still have a steamed bun to eat."
Mu Xiangxiang began to recall the steamed buns at noon.
It's fragrant and tender.
When you eat it, it's full of sweetness.
"Mom, please tell me something.
How are you living these days?
I really can't stand it anymore.
I'm hungry."
Mu Xiangxiang was like an oriole, chirping non-stop.
Mrs.
Mu really couldn't stand it anymore.
She said, "Okay, I'm back.
Don't worry about the stutter.
Your father is so sick.
Don't worry."
Mu Xiangxiang has always been Mrs.
Mu's little cotton-padded jacket.
She only talks and coaxes her.
She is never so accusatory like now.
She stopped immediately, "Mom, am I your third brother who bullied me?
If you bully me too, I won't live anymore.
I won't live anymore."
In the past, when Mu Xiangxiang cried, made trouble, and expressed condolences, Mrs.
Mu only felt distressed and tried her best to please her.
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Now that she heard her daughter making trouble, she actually felt irritable.
Especially in my mind, I always picture my man crying on the hospital bed.
“Mom, I’m hungry” When Mu Xiangxiang pestered Mrs.
Mu again, Mrs.
Mu finally got angry.
"Hungry, hungry, hungry.
Besides saying you're hungry, what else can you say?
You're hungry.
I'm not hungry.
If you're hungry, you don't know how to find food by yourself.
I have to bring it to your mouth."
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