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Chapter 182 Don’t say Sang Yuwan, your father is not taking it easy (1)

The original owner's name was Wan Sijin, which was a nice name, but it was a little out of place for an old farmer who had lived in a dilapidated mountain village since childhood.

After all, what are the names of the friends around me...Dashu, Ershan, Sanhu, Sizhuang, Wuniu, Liushun, a certain old seventh...

And he was picked up by the Wan family at the foot of the mountain. At that time, he was just a baby of more than one month old, and his cry was weak.

The Wan family didn't pick him up because he was kind-hearted and didn't want his life to be lost.

It is a series of benefits that having an extra son in an ancient family can bring.

For example... Wan Sijin has been able to help take care of his new siblings since he was three years old. He can work in the fields and clean up the housework since he was five years old. He can already support half of the labor force at the age of ten.

When he reached adulthood at the age of 16, the government imposed corvee service, and he was the No. 1 choice.

Until he was 20 years old, the original owner served a total of 5 times of corvée service and declined each time.

Later, it was because he had been fighting for many years and had no corvee to serve that he did not go again.

If there was one lucky thing in his life...that is, when he was 20 years old, he picked up a girl with an injured leg in the back mountain. At that time, the girl's skinny cheeks were sunken, and there was an old man lying next to her who was breathing weakly.

They fled near the mountain village where they lived. Because of their displacement, they almost starved to death.

The original owner kindly carried the old man back home, but was scolded half to death by the original owner's mother. At that time, the whole village could hear the roar of the Wan family's daughter-in-law.

In the end, the old man couldn't get over it, and before he died, he entrusted the lame girl to the original owner.

The original owner then had a wife.

Because she had no money for medical treatment, Song Xiaohua's legs were completely lame. She could only do household chores and was often challenged and scolded by her mother-in-law.

Children were born one after another, and her body gradually collapsed. She passed away in the 14th year after marrying the original owner.

Since then, the original owner has lived a good life as both a father and a mother.

Her black hair turned white, her face was wrinkled, and she finally raised seven sons and three daughters.

He married his eldest son and second son, and his three daughters were married.

The original owner's hard work had dried up, his body was no longer good, and he couldn't afford to fall ill.

But who knew that the eldest son, who had always been honest and obedient, proposed to separate the family.

In fact, there is nothing to divide the Wan family, just a few adobe huts, 4 acres of thin farmland, and nothing else.

The original owner was so worried that he couldn't sleep at night, and the conversation in the next room reached his ears clearly.

At that moment, he wished he was deaf so that he wouldn't have to suffer so much.

"Don't worry, my dear, the second brother and I have already agreed. We are just pretending to separate our families. Once the old guy is sent away, we can live our lives how we want."

After all, it is not cost-effective to separate the family, and none of them are fools for the corvee and military service taxes.

In the next few days, Wan Daqiang hardly visited his father. He only asked Douzi, who was less than three years old, to bring Si Jin a bowl of gruel every day.

The porridge that can illuminate the human figure has no use except to quench thirst.

Wan Sijin was lying on the bed, smelling the aroma of food coming in through the cracks in the window, and burst into tears.

Thinking back on how I have wronged myself all my life and raised such a bunch of white-eyed wolves...

He hates it in his heart!

Gradually, he could no longer get off the ground at all and collapsed on the bed unable to move.

Wan Daqiang and Wan Erqiang studied in private, "If I don't make my father angry if we separate the family, why don't we sell the land?"

After all, there is only one purpose, to make the original owner angry to death.

As for the remaining sons, there was no hope for them. Even in the three months since he fell ill, he only saw a few people once, and that was the first day when Old Wu from the village came to see him.

Ever since they knew that their biological father was not going to recover, Wan Sanqiang, Si Qiang, Wu Qiang, Liu Qiang and Xiao Qiang ran away without a trace.

The original owner didn't want to continue living, so he simply stopped eating and drinking.

It's better to feel the burning pain in your stomach than the pain in your heart.

Finally, on the fourth day without eating or drinking, I reluctantly took my last breath.

Si Jin: "..."

For a moment she didn't know what to say.

Comrade Lao Wan was indeed a bit miserable. He lived a confused life, lived a tired life, and died aggrieved...

He was only in his early forties, but he had hardened himself into the appearance of a sixty- or seventy-year-old man.

She sighed, smuggled a small Huan Dan from space and took it, then stuffed a Bigu Pill into her mouth.

My stomach is really uncomfortably tight, so I'll take it one at a time.

"hiss--"

The corpse on the bed, with a withered face and sunken cheeks, looked like a skeleton, took a sharp breath and sat up.

The crying in the hut stopped, and the younger Wan Liuqiang and Wan Xiaoqiang were so frightened that they started to burp.

Wan Sanqiang was so frightened that he peed his pants. He hid on his hands and feet, his eyes were as wide as copper bells, and he could fit a duck egg in his mouth. His scream was stuck in his throat and he couldn't come out.

Wan Siqiang's pupils shrank suddenly, and he fell to the ground before he could take a breath, hitting Wan Erqiang's feet. The latter let out a "howl", breaking the silence for a lifetime.

Wan Wuqiang shivered and asked, "Dad? Are you a human or a ghost?"

Didn't you just die of breathlessness?

Why are you pretending to be dead now?

Wan Daqiang frowned, but he quickly reacted, throwing himself on the bedside and "crying with joy," holding Si Jin's hand and shouting "Dad".

Si Jinmuleng's eyes gradually returned to focus, and he slowly turned his head to look at the room full of filial sons.

A smile slowly appeared on his face that looked like dead tree bark, and he waved to the boy who had just asked him, "Is he a human or a ghost?"

Wan Wuqiang trembled and stepped forward, but Si Jin gave him a slap in the face with his backhand, which made him dizzy.

There was silence in the hut again, and even the breath was held.

"Dad, the top five are still young and ignorant, so don't argue with him."

The speaker was Wan Daqiang, who was also the original owner's first child, and he had been treated the best since he was a child.

But he is such a man who usually looks honest and honest, but secretly he spends all his time thinking about how to kill his own father.

Do you believe it?

Si Jin stared straight at Wan Daqiang for dozens of breaths, until the latter's cold sweat could be seen.

"...Dad, why are you..."

Si Jin took a deep breath and gave him a big mouthful with his backhand.

Wan Daqiang covered the left side of his beaten face in disbelief, and when he turned back, his eyes turned malicious for a moment.

Si Jin narrowed his eyes, something was definitely wrong with this guy!

Isn't there something wrong with the plot passed down by the little waste, right?

He glanced across the room of unfilial sons, but didn't find anything.

In other words, the only thing wrong with this family is the eldest son, who the original owner has high hopes for.

it is good!very good!

Wan Daqiang, you successfully caught my attention.

Si Jin gouged out the unfilial son, turned around and lay back on the bed.

"Get out of here, I need to take a rest."

Wan Daqiang clenched his fists, but quickly released them. He called to his younger brother who could still walk, carried the top four, pulled the top two, gathered the top six, and Xiaoqiang out.

Before leaving, he stared at Si Jin's back twice, his eyes flickered before leaving.

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