Zhao Tiesheng was speechless after being rebuked by Zhao Da'e. He didn't know why the obedient and well-behaved Zhao Da'e had become so abnormal lately, criticizing people so fiercely.

Maybe it's because I've grown up.

Zhao Tiesheng didn't say anything, nor did he choose to eat. He quietly walked out, took out his cigarette pouch in the hospital courtyard, rolled a cigarette, and then puffed on it.

Life was tough. The tobacco was from a few trees they grew themselves, and it wasn't dried very well, so it burned their throats when they smoked. Zhao Tiesheng had never smoked before, but at this moment he felt a sense of helplessness.

As an adult, he has a wife and children. In fact, for him, everything is perfect except for not having a son.

However, he was clearly unhappy today because he went to Zhao Chunqin's house and saw how Zhao Chunqin treated his mother, Wang Guixiang, and himself.

That bowl of cabbage stew with glass noodles, devoid of meat, truly displeased Zhao Tiesheng. Over the years, Zhao Tiesheng had worked tirelessly in the fields and helped his grandfather, Zhao Tingxu, barely managing to support Zhao Chunqin through university and secure her a job. However, all of this seemed to hold little significance for him.

It seems that my second brother is dispensable.

Zhao Tiesheng smoked two more cigarettes by himself, then turned back to the ward, leaned against an empty bed at the far end of the ward, and dozed off until a little after four in the morning, when he woke up.

Zhao Da'e was also exhausted from being tormented by her father, Zhao Tiesheng. She squinted at him and asked in a low voice, "Dad, I'm telling you, you've been sighing and groaning all night. How are other people supposed to sleep?"

Zhao Tiesheng did not answer.

Zhao Da'e continued, "You took my grandma to my aunt's house? Hehehe, Dad, don't go to take my grandma home today. Have my grandpa pick her up tomorrow or the day after. My grandpa has a bad temper, and most importantly, my grandparents are biased and dote on my aunt, so let my grandpa go and see how their beloved daughter is being treated poorly by them."

Zhao Tiesheng was taken aback: "Big Goose, what are you saying? It's not even dawn yet, go to sleep."

Zhao Da'e curled his lip: Tch.

I glanced at my mother and sister; they seemed to be sleeping soundly. The hospital beds were adequate, but back home…

Zhao Da'e also suffered from insomnia and couldn't fall asleep.

When I got home, I wondered how my mother would live in those three storage rooms after giving birth to my younger sister.

That dilapidated warehouse was cold and dark.

But Zhao Da'e didn't even need to think about it; if his third aunt heard that he was going to move the warehouse, there would definitely be a fight.

Let them argue if they want; at worst, they can separate and live separately.

As dawn broke, Zhao Tiesheng left, and Zhao Da'e pretended to be asleep and didn't hear him. A little while later, Zhao Da'e got up and went outside to buy two bowls of red date and black rice porridge, two tea eggs, four steamed dumplings, and two beef pies.

Finally, I went to a larger supermarket that was quite far away and bought two bags of milk powder, one bag of black sesame paste, one bag of oatmeal, and some waterless cakes.

After returning home and having breakfast with his mother, Zhao Da'e went to the bookstore and bought some books to read.

With his mother soon to be discharged from the hospital, how to get rich and make money became the most important thing for Zhao Da'e right now.

This hospitalization has resulted in a large debt, nominally owed by the village. But ultimately, the Zhao family is inextricably linked to it, and based on Zhao Da'e's understanding of them, he's certain that his grandfather, Zhao Tingxu, will eventually make Zhao Tiesheng repay the debt.

And his own father might just take over.

My younger sister is still young; I can't let my mother and father get a divorce...

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