The vicissitudes of life and the rough voice are full of longing and regret.
But who knows, whether this is true regret or fear after hard work.
Fang Heng stood coldly until the crying gradually faded away, then he said indifferently, "See clearly, I am not him."
Fang Huairen hurriedly raised his head, his turbid eyes turned slightly, and with the faint oily light, he finally realized that the person in front of him was not an old friend.
That old friend... died on the battlefield a long time ago.
"Hahaha, my eldest brother is dead, he is dead." Fang Huairen laughed loudly, "I should be happy, but that is my eldest brother. He was so good to me, I can't hurt him."
When General Fang was alive, the Fang family was indeed as harmonious as the Jiang family.
From this point of view, it turned out that Fang Huairen was thinking about his brother's kindness, so he endured it until his brother passed away before taking action.
Fang Heng was furious, grabbing the railing and roaring, "Did my mother treat you badly? Is she not qualified as a eldest sister-in-law? Why do you hurt her? Why do you persecute her?"
Fang Huairen stopped talking and lay straight on the haystack crying.
"Answer me, tell me why." Fang Heng suppressed his anger, "Who in this family treats you badly? Just for the so-called power? My father is on the battlefield, and almost everything in the Fang family is in your hands. , what are you dissatisfied with?"
"You killed my mother, hunted me down, and even killed my grandmother. What on earth do you want to do? How on earth can this Fang family feel sorry for you?"
The five brothers and sisters a little further away were surprised and uncertain.
They only knew about the superficial grievances of the Fang family, but they didn't know that there were so many origins inside.
The Fang brothers were obviously very affectionate, but they suddenly turned against each other. Fang Huairen was so cruel that he even refused to spare his biological mother, Mrs. Fang, which was really treasonous.
No wonder the He family fell out with the Fang family, and they probably became suspicious of the cause of their aunt's death.
"Say it, say it." Fang Heng asked several times.
Fang Huairen, however, just lay down and pretended to be dead, obviously wanting to carry this grudge into the coffin.
Just when he couldn't help but take action, a woman's tired voice came from the cell behind him, "I said, as long as you tell me Yuan'er's true whereabouts, I will tell you everything."
Fang Huairen suddenly opened his eyes and glanced over with a warning look.
Mrs. Zhu turned a deaf ear and stared at Fang Heng until she saw him nod, then he said slowly, "Because Fang Huairen suspected that he was not his biological child. The two brothers grew up together, but the old lady always favored him." Dafang, even with the partiality, you will surpass Yuan'er."
Family love has always been like this, not suffering from scarcity but from unevenness.
Although they are two biological brothers, the mother always prefers the eldest brother. As time goes by, everyone starts to murmur in their hearts. Fang Huairen wants to have a fit several times, but because of General Fang's cheerfulness and frankness, he can't bear it.
Until the news came that General Fang died on the battlefield, Fang Huairen felt sadness and joy at the same time.
He was saddened by his eldest brother's departure, and secretly rejoiced that he was the only child left in the family. His mother would no longer be partial to him.
But when Fang Huairen tried to comfort his sad mother, but all he got was hysterical scolding and scolding. He finally realized that his mother would never favor him, and he would never surpass his eldest brother.
Grief, anger, pain, and anger all came at the same time.
He put his mother under house arrest, killed his eldest sister-in-law, and hunted down Fang Heng to stimulate his mother, which directly led to the death of Mrs. Fang.
"He has been having a hard time these past few years. He keeps dreaming of your father angrily reprimanding him and not wanting to be his brother anymore." Zhu said lightly, "So what if you are the leader of the Fang family? He persecuted your sister-in-law and you. He also harmed my Yuan'er, he deserves retribution."
"Ms. Zhu, shut up, shut up." Fang Huairen interrupted several times, but to no avail.
Now, everyone knows that he is a poor man who cannot pray for mother's love.
"Shut up..." Fang Huairen was hysterical, "They were the ones who favored me first, they were the ones who hurt me first. They deserve what they have today. This is retribution, retribution."
"Why should you be partial? Why don't you love me? Why should you show favoritism to even the younger generation? Why?"
The man's wail sounded again, but this time it was filled with sadness and resentment.
The most important person in his life was his eldest brother, but it was he who hurt his eldest brother's beloved wife and persecuted his eldest brother's only heir.
Fang Heng suddenly didn't know how to comment, let alone how to respond.
Until the old woman's powerful voice came from the entrance, "Because you were not born from He's belly."
Everyone present turned their heads, and Jiang Sheng was even more surprised and said, "Grandma?"
The sound gradually got closer, and Mrs. Jiang's upright figure was reflected on the wall by the candlelight.
Her face was dignified and solemn, and her tone was cold and disdainful, "I have a close relationship with Mr. He. I advised her back then that a concubine is a concubine and a legitimate son is a legitimate son. Don't mix them up."
"She didn't listen and insisted on raising her bastard son as her legitimate son. However, no amount of companionship can buy the intimacy between blood relatives. She is not a saint, so she will inevitably favor her biological children."
"If the concubine knew his identity, your kindness would not be taken for granted, and he would even shed tears of gratitude."
"If the bastard doesn't know his identity, you will feel resentful if you have a few migraines occasionally. Not only will the bastard be implicated, but you will also hurt yourself."
"He Xin, you are confused!"
Mrs. Jiang hit the ground hard with her cane, "Don't you regret raising such a white-eyed wolf and bringing down your wife and grandson?"
The whole cell was silent and no one responded.
Brother Jiang Sheng was stunned, Fang Huairen was in disbelief, and Mrs. Zhu suddenly sneered.
"I know you won't believe it easily." Mrs. Jiang glanced over, "I can't be trusted with a handkerchief, but you can always trust the words of the He family."
She backed away, revealing the solemn head of the He family.
The old lady of the Fang family, He Xin, is the aunt of the head of the He family.
"It is true that my aunt only gave birth to one son." He said solemnly, "You are the child of the He family's dowry maid. Your mother died of a massive hemorrhage. My aunt thought of the deep love between master and servant, so she regarded you as her legitimate son."
Little did he know that he would create so many evil thoughts and hurt so many people later.
"My aunt must have regretted it before she died. She sent the news to the He family and wanted to reveal the truth." The head of the He family choked softly, "But as soon as the He family received the news, my aunt passed away. No one would believe it if she announced it again."
How ridiculous.
What you think is partiality is actually the kindness of others.
The resentment you think is all nonsense.
Fang Huairen looked up to the sky again, but he could not even howl, and could only make a strange "ho ho" sound.
Is it regret? Or sadness and anger?
No one can tell the difference and has no interest in distinguishing it.
Regardless of whether Mrs. Fang is partial or not, the kindness of raising her is real, the brotherhood is real, and the Fang family has never treated him badly.
No matter how much resentment you have, it is not a reason to kill your eldest sister-in-law or your nephew.
Fortunately, everyone will pay a price for what they have done, including ordinary people and powerful people.
Fang Heng breathed out the last of the turbid air in his chest, bowed to Mrs. Jiang and the head of the He family to thank him, and then stood up straight, all his obsessions disappeared.
"Third brother, let's go." Jiang Sheng rushed over, "The dungeon is dark and there is no sunshine that I like."
"Okay." Fang Heng smiled slightly.
