"Boss." Old Qian's hand holding the cane trembled slightly. He didn't know what to say. He turned around and beat Jiang Shaoxing with the cane.
"I asked you to take your sister's silkworms. Why are your hands so mean?" After hitting his grandson, Lao Qian's expression was particularly painful.
"Mother, mother, Shaoxing's body was originally injured." Xiao Qian felt heartbroken, but she also knew that her aunt did this to give her uncle an explanation.
Jiang Yuanzhong took a deep breath and finally shouted: "That's enough, Jiang Shaoxing, apologize to your sister."
Jiang Yuanzhong said to his eldest brother: "Brother, this brat did something wrong. I will hand him over to you and you can fight him."
Xiao Qian stopped talking and looked at her husband and uncle eagerly.
Jiang Liangcai felt as if his soul had been separated from his body, and he looked at this scene with a particularly cold and ruthless gaze.
But there was tearing pain in his heart, as well as the irritation and anger of having been stabbed in the sore spot. In fact, Jiang Liangcai did not have a son, and he was sensitive inside. He always felt that both outsiders and family members looked down upon him.
That kind of pity look and sigh was the last thing Jiang Liangcai wanted to see.
He felt that he was a loser and had no dignity as a man.
Now that someone has said it outright, he is like a beggar in need of charity.
Jiang Liangcai opened his mouth and finally said with difficulty: "No matter what, you shouldn't waste things."
"The silkworms have been raised so far. The two children pick mulberry leaves every day and make silkworm dragons for the silkworms to spin cocoons. Erya is a disobedient child, and she does not waste anything."
"Boss, I was so angry that I did it." Lao Qian had to lower his face to thank his son, but he was even more disgusted with this granddaughter, and he no longer regarded her as his granddaughter.
Jiang Yuanzhong nodded, "Yes, yes, brother is right. This brat is still ignorant and has not apologized to my sister."
Jiang Shaoxing was beaten by his sister until his bones hurt. He was wronged by his sister and beaten by his grandmother. Now he had to apologize to Erya. He was so wronged that Jiang Shaoxing wanted to hit the wall.
He shouted miserably: "I don't want to apologize, I didn't say those words, I didn't, I was wronged, Erya is a bad person, she is a bad person."
Jiang Liangcai said: "If you don't apologize, you won't apologize. Why do you have to force the child to apologize? Forget it."
"No, I have to apologize." Jiang Yuanzhong and Xiao Qian said in unison, insisting on forcing their son to apologize to their eldest brother.
Jiang Liangcai obviously didn't want to care about it anymore, but he still insisted on apologizing.
Because none of them knew whether Jiang Liangcai really didn't care, or whether he kept it in his heart and said something sarcastic.
"I said, if you don't need to apologize, don't apologize. The children won't be happy. Why do you have to suppress me? They will come to hate me as an uncle. After all, I will still have to rely on my nephew to support me in the future. When I get old, I will Carry it on your back and throw it into the mountains, where you will either starve to death or be eaten by wild animals."
"It's so annoying." Jiang Liangcai also got angry. When the honest man got angry, he clenched his fists and pinched his neck. His expression was extremely ferocious. It was a kind of depressive distortion. There was a gurgling bubbling magma under the volcano.
"Boss!" Jiang Baiming had to speak out, "Don't say such things. It has no other effect except hurting the hearts of the family. He will not do this and is not allowed to do it."
"Second brother, I'll give you five hundred coppers as compensation." It's useless to apologize no matter what. The silkworm is already dead and compensation must be made.
"This money is not going to the public, you can earn it yourself and pay it back." Jiang Baiming looked at his second son and said firmly.
A trace of distress flashed across Xiao Qian's face, but he didn't say anything. He just looked at his son with a scary look, and Jiang Shaoxing was frightened.
Jiang Liangcai said: "Dad, doesn't the money earned by my second brother have to be handed over to the public school? If the money he earns is given to me, it's not equivalent to taking it away from the public school."
"Boss, are you fussy?" Jiang Baiming's expression changed. "Then what do you want to do, boss? Come up with a charter."
Once someone in the family starts scheming, everyone will start scheming out of fear of suffering a loss. This is the last thing Jiang Baiming wants to see.
"Dad, you are the father. Of course you have the final say. It doesn't matter to me." Isn't Jiang Liangcai angry? Yes, everyone is.
Our small family gathers together, and all kinds of discords and entanglements ferment. We take advantage of each other and suffer small losses. All these things add up and accumulate in our hearts, and we usually keep the lid tightly closed.
Because of Jiang Yuze's study, he gathered up and suppressed his life, and his life was too hard. Sooner or later, the anger inside would burst.
Xiao Qian had to say: "Uncle, how about this? Can I take out five hundred copper coins from my dowry?"
A few silkworms, are they worth the money?
It's not worth it, just to appease the uncle.
But the problem is, her son was beaten until he was black and blue, and that damn girl Erya didn't hold back at all, and she still wanted to pay him.
Why, why? Just because the uncle has no son, and he still has to take care of his fragile heart. Why, why?
Xiao Qian was also unwilling and dissatisfied with the fact that his uncle gave him five hundred copper coins as soon as he opened his mouth.
Xiao Qian felt very distressed. She would have to save so much money for a long time.
"Okay." Jiang Liangcai grinned. Who knew if it was Xiao Qian's dowry or given by someone else.
Everyone knows that Lao Qian is Xiao Qian's aunt, and Lao Qian secretly subsidizes Xiao Qian. Who knows.
Jiang Liangcai was exposed for a certain reason, and his anger and embarrassment made him subconsciously anger everyone.
It's just something that doesn't please anyone and doesn't want to care about it. Now it has to care about everything.
Especially that sentence, without a son, he will have to rely on others to support him in his old age, and everything he has will belong to others.
It was simply trampling on Jiang Liangcai's sensitive heart repeatedly.
Nanzhi returned to the room holding the chubby silkworms. Some silkworms were pinched hard. Although the colorful intestines were not squeezed out, they were still dead and motionless.
Jiang Shaoxing caught a lot of silkworms, but not many survived.
Daya burst into tears and felt extremely distressed. She bit her lips tightly. Apart from feeling uncomfortable and crying, Daya had no other option.
Wu was silent and sighed silently.
Da Ya choked even more and said: "The door must be locked from now on, and there must be no less people in the room."
Mrs. Wu looked at her silent little daughter, a little dazed. She couldn't help but said: "Erya, don't keep it in your heart. If you want to cry, just cry."
It's quite scary for a child to be like this. If he doesn't say a word and keeps it in his heart, he is particularly likely to get sick and have a fever.
Once a child has a fever, it is easy to lose control of it, and even if it does, it can easily burn out the brain.
Nanzhi tilted her head, "Mom, I feel bad. Why did my brother do that? She said I was a bad person and wanted to marry me to an old bachelor or a bad person. The bad person would beat me and beat me to death."
