A small breakfast shop in the street market, supporting the family and making money

Mr. Leng's meaning was very clear. No matter whether Leng Zi'an has a promising future or not, he will not benefit from it. When he gets old, you naturally don't have to worry about him, and you should not come to him if you have any problems.

After these words were spoken, the expressions of the people from the first branch of the Leng family froze on the spot. They had never expected that the people from the second branch could be so decisive and reject all their proposals one by one.

Leng Dashu's face turned pale, but he couldn't utter a word.

He was doted on by his parents since he was young and grew up in a state of complete obedience.

In the past, as long as he asked, he had to give his younger brother something, whether he was willing or not.

But now he just wanted his younger brother's family to sell two acres of land so that he could support his eldest grandson's education, but he refused again and again.

When did his younger brother start to go out of his control?

Leng Dashu couldn't understand why Old Man Leng, also known as Leng Dagen, was so heartbroken.

Considering what his elder brother had done for him in the past, Leng Dagen might still have some hope.

He just felt that his eldest brother treated him as a family member, so he came to him for help in everything.

But gradually, his eldest brother's family became increasingly indifferent. His repeated requests for help were met with indifference and indifference.

Especially this time, the second son fell from the mountain and broke his leg, and the eldest granddaughter was frightened and fell into a coma, and the family was at a loss for a while.

He wanted to ask his eldest brother for help, but he couldn't even find him.

It was the same last time. More than ten years ago, his eldest son Leng Kang was missing on the battlefield, and he was extremely anxious.

His wife had already suffered an injury when giving birth to twins, and when she heard the news that her eldest son was either dead or alive, she fell ill.

In the end, he passed away without resting in peace, leaving behind only his twin brothers, who were less than two years old, with cold hearts and indifference.

At that time, the second daughter-in-law, Zhang Cuiniang, had only been married for two years and was still in confinement, but she had to run around for the household all day long.

The second son, Leng Xun, seemed to have grown up overnight, and even his own hair had turned a lot grayer due to worry.

Overnight, this family seemed to fall apart.

But when Leng Dagen asked her eldest brother for help, she was still met with crushing indifference, and even was ignored and had no contact with him for many years.

All kinds of memories came to his mind. Although Leng Dagen lowered his head tiredly, he refused to respond.

Leng Dashu became even more dissatisfied when he saw this. When the situation was at a stalemate, Li Yuemei's voice suddenly came from outside the house.

"Mother Cang, are you home?"

Hearing the sound, Leng Yan next to him motioned Leng He to come forward, pushed the door open in a few steps, lifted the door curtain and shouted smartly.

"My mother is at home. It's cold, come in quickly, auntie."

Hearing this, Li Yuemei took a few steps forward, carrying a basket, twisting her waist, and smiling, "He Ya'er is so well behaved, she was worried that Auntie would get cold."

As she spoke, she walked into the house, but the scene inside stunned her.

"Oh, what a rare visitor! Why would someone from the Leng family's first room come to the second room in such a cold weather? Usually, you never see them there."

Li Yuemei also reacted quickly. After talking for a while, she smiled and said, "You guys continue. I'm going to the inner room to talk to Cui Niang about something."

Zhang Cuiniang came out upon hearing the noise and brought Li Yuemei into the house affectionately.

Seeing outsiders coming in, Leng Dashu's family didn't know what to say. After all, what happened in their family was their own business and must not be known to outsiders.

It was so cold that Dashu coughed lightly and lowered his voice.

"Second brother, think carefully about what I told you. You can't write two words of coldness with one stroke. After all, we are all family. If you don't help your own family, who else can you help?"

After saying this, Leng Dashu walked away with his hands behind his back. Leng Yan and Leng Ziyan, father and son, seemed to want to say something but hesitated to do so.

Leng Juan'er, who was left at the end, was dissatisfied and unwilling. She stomped her feet in hatred and then chased out.

"Dad, big brother, wait for me."

Seeing that everyone in the big room had left, Leng Xun, who had been lying on the kang pretending to be dead, was helped to sit up by his youngest son. He said nothing, but just stared at Old Man Leng.

"No, I won't help you this time, and I won't help you in the future."

Old Master Leng lowered his head and gave his word.

"Your wife is in charge of the household now. Everything is up to Cui Niang. I, your father, will never interrupt."

After hearing what Mr. Leng said, Leng Xun relaxed his expression.

"Dad, don't worry. Although I may not be very successful, as long as I am alive, I will definitely be filial to you until I grow old.

Even among the four brothers and sisters of Cangge, who will fail to respect you in the future?"

"Second brother is right. It is not someone else's turn to be filial to our own father."

Leng Huai at the side also said, "Everyone can say nice things, but what matters is how you do it.

The eldest wife is good at sweet talk, she can fool others but not me, Dad, you must not be fooled again."

"Hey, Dad knows."

Old Master Leng spoke in a deep voice, taking in all the children and grandchildren in the room, feeling quite happy to have them around him.

He can't even take care of his own family, so how can he have the energy to help others?

"Ah, it smells so good, it's the smell of meat pie!"

Leng Qi suddenly spoke up and sniffed hard.

"Qi Ge'er really has a dog's nose, he's very sharp."

Leng Su came out of the inner room, cursing and laughing, "These are the pork biscuits that Sister Yuemei brought."

It turned out that a pig's hind leg was sent to the Liu family yesterday, and the Liu family felt bad about it.

After thinking about it, Li Yuemei took out the flour from her home and kneaded the dough early in the morning. She also chopped the wild boar meat, prepared the stuffing, and fried the fragrant pork pancakes in a pan.

I had just finished the work and rushed to deliver it. It was a thoughtful gesture, but I didn't expect to see what happened just now.

Everyone in the village knows something about the first and second wives of the Leng family.

Li Yuemei also couldn't stand the eldest wife of the Leng family, so she took the opportunity to comfort Zhang Cuiniang. It's not easy to be a daughter-in-law, and based on the principle of helping whenever possible, she didn't mind saying a few more words.

Otherwise, if she had seen what happened just now, she should have been tactful and come back later instead of walking into the house without any scruples.

After sitting at Leng's house for a while and drinking a cup of hot tea, Li Yuemei stood up and said goodbye.

The Leng family sent her out the door, and the house returned to silence.

Seeing this, Leng Yan took the initiative to break the silence.

"Okay, Grandpa, Dad, Mom, now that the matter has been decided, we don't have to worry about other things, just do our own thing."

She thought to herself that if the first wife wanted to take advantage of the second wife again in the future, she would have to see if they had the ability to do so.

After thinking for a while, Leng Yan said, "It's getting late. I smell the pork pancakes that Aunt Yuemei sent. I'm really hungry."

"Yes, yes, it smells so good!"

The little twins were still young and heartless, nodding their heads like chicks pecking at rice.

"These two little greedy cats, there's still some stewed food cooking in the pot, it will be even more delicious soon."

Leng Yan greeted the family and asked them to calm down and prepare for dinner.

The Leng family felt that what Leng Yan said was right. They should always look forward and not be stuck in the same place.

After figuring this out, everyone suddenly felt enlightened and became curious about the braised food Leng Yan had just mentioned.

"Oh, this is pig offal, right?"

Leng Su exclaimed in surprise, with a look of disbelief on his face.