Wang Yulan said, "We'll go tomorrow on the first day of the month. He'll come with us in the afternoon."
She felt very sorry for her father. Her mother was gone, and an old widower didn't want to live with his son. He lived in a newly built three-room tile-roofed house. Although the conditions were much better than before, his life was still very pitiful.
When her mother was alive, although she couldn't do heavy work or housework, because of her supervision, she didn't miss any of the three meals a day. Her clothes had to be changed and washed every day.
Now that her mother was gone, the old man suddenly lost his spirit and had an indifferent attitude. He lived one day at a time, making do with the last meal and dealing with the next. None of the three meals a day was accurate. The old man, who was originally very thin, became even thinner now. He was hunched and bent, and his bones were hanging on his dirty clothes. People who didn't know better would think that he was a homeless beggar.
Li He said to Li Long, "Put more straw on the tractor tomorrow morning, make it soft, and add two quilts."
Anyway, it was the work of the two brothers, so it was better to take the initiative to do it first.
"I'll do it." Li Long agreed.
The next morning, after the two brothers took the children to play around in the village, they drove the tractor to their uncle's place in the river bend.
At noon, they ate a little at her brother Wang Yuguo's place, and Wang Yulan began to pack her father's clothes. But after packing, she didn't find any decent clothes. The new clothes she bought for her father a few days ago were untouched, and the packaging nameplate was still there. But they were mostly eaten by rats, and still couldn't be worn.
"Why didn't you wear them? They were all eaten by rats." Wang Yulan pulled out the wood shavings, moldy ash, and beetles that were gnawed by the mice in the wardrobe. Probably because she used too much strength, the bottom of the drawer fell off. She said to Li He and his brother, "Take it out and throw it away."
The wardrobe looked brand new, but the inside was damp and moldy. It was obvious that it couldn't be used anymore. If it was in the past, she would never throw it away. She would just repair it, but now she didn't want to let her father suffer anymore.
"We can still put things in. Why throw it away?" The old man couldn't bear to see his daughter squander.
"Look, it's already like this. What else can be used?" Wang Yulan waved to the brothers, indicating that they should move it away quickly.
It was rare to see their mother so generous, so the brothers didn't say anything.
It was rare to see their mother being so generous, so of course, they didn't say anything. Wang Yulan touched the quilt on the bed. It was damp. She waved at Li He and his brother. They understood what she meant.
When Wang Xi, Wang Juntang, and his brothers came over, she didn't stand on ceremony and ordered them to throw everything inside and out.
In private, she pulled her nephew Kiko to the side and handed him a stack of money. "When the weather clears up, I'll give you new ones. How are you going to live like this every day?"
"Aunt, I have." Xi. Xi of.
"If you have money, why didn't you think of changing it for your grandfather?" Wang Yulan had never been a hot-tempered person. In fact, she was even a little cowardly. But now, she hated her brother and sister-in-law to the core. She, her son, and her daughter had to give the old man tens of thousands of yuan every year. After all these years, it was more than a few hundred thousand yuan!
The money went into their pockets, but they didn't take care of the old man at all. They had lost all their conscience!
She didn't even want to be nice to her nephew. Moreover, she didn't treat her nephew badly at all. All these years, from her to her son, she only helped him because he had a good heart. She hoped to pull him up and take care of the elderly. Now, it seemed that it was of no use at all!
Xi smiled. "Aunt, don't be angry. I always tell Ju Zi to take care of the old man. She's a little careless."
"It's not a big deal. Don't make a fuss." Grandpa blamed Wang Yulan for her harsh words.
Wang Yulan didn't say anything else. She arranged for her two sons and daughter to take her father to her house, but she had to stay behind.
Li Zhaokun sat on the tractor and asked, "What's wrong?"
Wang Yulan said, "You guys go back first."
"Then let's walk together." Li Zhaokun got off the tractor and patted his butt. "My butt almost froze."
The tractor rumbled away. Wang Yulan's tears streamed down her face. She told Li Zhaokun about her father's grievances.
Li Zhaokun took a puff of his cigarette, and the smoke came out of his mouth in the wind. He snorted and said, "Only you treat your two brothers as treasures. I've seen it for decades. They're nothing."
Wang Yulan gritted her teeth. "We have to find them now. We have to make it clear that if the old man continues to waste them, he won't live past next year."
"Next year?" Li Zhaokun pursed his lips. "This year is going to be tough. He's swaying when he walks, and he still smokes so fiercely."
Wang Yuguo and Wang Yushan didn't get along well. A few years ago, the two brothers had fought over a homestead. Wang Yushan made the first move. Wang Yuguo couldn't fight back, and his own brother broke his bones. The two brothers pretended not to know each other and never greeted each other.
However, at this moment, Wang Yushan came to Wang Yuguo's house. First, it was because his mother had passed away. The two brothers worked together to organize the funeral and make up for the estrangement. Second, it was because Wang Yulan's family came over with a lot of gifts. Good cigarettes and good wine were all left with his second brother. Although their relationship had improved a little, it was impossible for them to be sent to him. He still had to come and pick them up. If he didn't pick them up in a fit of pique, it would be letting his second brother take advantage of it.
"How much did you give Zhang Qinghua the last time?" Wang Yushan pointed at a box of Maotai and asked Wang Yuguo. He was trying to find something to talk about.
"A bottle of 258 yuan." Wang Yuguo answered absent-mindedly. He didn't have this brother in his heart for a long time. However, he had the same thought as his brother. He couldn't bear to drink the good wine. In the end, he would still send it back to the tobacco hotel. It was better to exchange it for money.
"Oh, right." Wang Yushan seemed to suddenly remember something. He patted his head and said, "Li Zhaokun said that we can't contact Zhang Qinghua anymore. We can't go back there. I almost forgot."
If it was in the past, he definitely wouldn't take Li Zhaokun's words seriously. However, his son was so promising. If he had to rely on him, he had to put on an act and give him some face.
"Zhang Qinghua is not a good person. He looks at people through the crack of the door." Wang Yuguo's tone was very dissatisfied, probably because he had been bullied by Zhang Qinghua.
"Yulan, are you going to have dinner here before you leave?" He heard his wife greeting someone.
"I thought you guys left." Wang Yuguo came out of the house to greet them.
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