Traveling through ancient times to survive

After Zhao Chengshan left with many thanks, Zhao Chengchuan's face immediately changed. He walked forward and massaged Wang Mei's shoulders.

"Mei Niang, how about this strength?"

"Oh! Our busy village chief rarely serves you. How dare a woman like me find fault with him?" Wang Mei looked at Zhao Chengchuan with disdain.

"Niang Mei, I will help my brother this time. Can you just ignore him in the future?" Zhao Chengchuan carefully observed Wang Mei's expression.

"What's the point of you telling me? Most of the money in the family is earned by the children. If you need money, go and ask them." Wang Mei rolled her eyes. Her husband had agreed, so what else could she do but accept it?

"My mother Mei is really magnanimous and broad-minded. I must have done great good deeds in my previous life to find a good wife like you. And the children are sensible and capable, much better than me as their father." Seeing that Wang Mei was not very angry, Zhao Chengchuan praised her vigorously.

"By the way, we need to talk to the children carefully, and make sure they don't learn like the eldest brother's family."

Wang Mei became serious. She was not worried about her daughter. Needless to say, she was more self-disciplined than they were. The eldest daughter was the same. She knew right from wrong at such an old age. The main problem was the youngest daughter. She was young and unstable. It would be terrible if she went astray.

"Don't worry, our three children are all very smart. How could they not know the harm of gambling?" Zhao Chengchuan was very confident. Who would go to gamble would not be his three children.

"It's their business whether they are smart or not. As a father, you also have to fulfill your responsibilities. It would be best to talk to them." Wang Mei pushed Zhao Chengchuan and told him to keep it in mind.

Zhao Chengchuan not only gave a lecture to his three children, but also to all the young men in the village. He also cited many examples of people who had lost their families due to gambling, making sure that everyone in the village would be terrified of gambling.

Therefore, Zhao Qing also knew that Zhao Decheng owed one hundred taels of silver, and he became more and more dissatisfied. Zhao Decheng was really good at finding trouble. He was driven out of the village, but he still troubled his own father.

Even though Daddy has vowed to help only this time, he will surely soften his heart again when his brother comes to him begging for help in a miserable state.

It would be better for her to solve the problem directly and break Zhao Decheng's legs. He will not crawl to gamble while lying in bed, right?

Zhao Qing had just made up his mind when Li Heng came over as if he had a premonition.

"Boss, don't worry about Zhao Decheng. He won't be able to gamble anymore."

"what happened?"

"I heard that Zhao Decheng was not honest in the gambling house and angered the boss, who broke his legs. He will not be able to walk in the future. Fortunately, his hands are still good, so he can still copy books to earn a living."

Li Heng embellished it calmly. As to whether it was true or not, that was not important. What was important was that Zhao Decheng would never cause any trouble again.

The two looked at each other and smiled, saying nothing.

When Mrs. Zhao took Zhao Decheng back, Zhao Decheng had become a disabled person who could not walk, and the old man's wheelchair was put to good use again.

Mrs. Zhao cried loudly while holding her half-dead son. Looking at the mighty and ruthless thugs, Mrs. Zhao, who only bullied the weak and feared the strong, had to swallow her grievances. She did not dare to ask a single question and staggered back home with her son on her back.

After seeing the doctor, she learned that her son would never be able to stand up again. Mrs. Zhao felt like the sky was falling. Her son was disabled. What would she do for the rest of her life? Would she have to take care of such a paraplegic for the rest of her life?

Zhao Decheng had a gloomy expression, he said nothing, and looked lifeless.

But life had to go on, and since then Zhao Decheng's temper became even worse. He would get furious at the slightest provocation and smash anything he could get his hands on, leaving the whole house in a mess.

Mrs. Zhao worked hard all day and had to face her son's violent outburst when she came home. Her little remaining patience was completely exhausted.

Mrs. Zhao no longer wholeheartedly relied on her son. The two began to curse each other. The two who once had a deep mother-son relationship seemed to have become enemies, and both sides used the most vicious words in their lives.

One said that giving birth to such a loser was a sin in the previous life, and that was why he was tormented in this life. The other despised the other for his vicious heart, who tortured his grandparents to death, and that was why he ended up like this today.

The next time they got news about Zhao Decheng, it was the landlord of the house who came to the village to ask Zhao Chengshan to collect the body.

It turned out that Mrs. Zhao couldn't stand having to work as soon as she opened her eyes every day. Not only was her son not grateful, he also insulted and irritated her every day.

All this wore away all her maternal love, and so one particularly ordinary morning, Mrs. Zhao went out and never came back.

They did not have a good relationship with their neighbors because the mother and son often quarreled and they used to look down on their neighbors.

No one noticed that Mrs. Zhao had disappeared, or if they had, no one cared.

When the landlord came to collect rent, Zhao Decheng had already starved to death at home. His body had fallen off the bed and was crawling on the side of the bed with cotton stuffed in his mouth. He was dirty and covered with excrement.

When the villagers found out that a man who was once well-dressed died so miserably and undignifiedly, they all sighed. When a person dies, his debts are cleared. Even if he was not a human being when he was alive, his current experience is worthy of sympathy.

Mrs. Zhao San also said that she had been enlightened: "This mother is too cruel. If she didn't want to take care of her son, she could have come back to inform her eldest brother. It's a shame for her to run away secretly and let her son starve to death!"

After the funeral, Zhao Chengshan became even more taciturn. How could he give up his son, whom he had raised for twenty years, so easily? Especially since his death was so tragic.

Because the one hundred taels of silver from his second brother's family had not yet been repaid, he could only turn his grief into motivation. He almost had to live in the fields every day and sweat profusely. Only at this time could he feel better.

Zhao Chenghe's family is not having an easy time either. Even if everyone doesn't care about what happened in the past, they have long been out of touch with the villagers because they have never practiced martial arts. Even if they start practicing now, they can't catch up with others and can only figure it out on their own.

The family lived in a village of nearly 200 people, but they became lonely. It was not because others deliberately excluded them, but because they themselves could not fit in.

Everyone went out to hunt monsters happily, but they could only watch with envy. Others enthusiastically recounted their experiences of killing monsters, but they could not say a word. As time went by, they no longer liked to go out, and completely isolated themselves from the villagers.

As for Mrs. Zhao, who was hated by Zhao Chengshan, she passed away earlier than her abandoned son.

When she packed up her things and ran away, she didn't dare to stay in the county or go back to the village. She wanted to run to another county and start a new life. Unfortunately, she underestimated the dangers on the road, and soon after leaving the county, she became a meal for a monster.