When Mrs. Zheng saw the situation in the yard, she anxiously poked Bai Yunsong's arm with her arm and nuzzled at him.
How can we separate our families at this juncture?
Besides, if the family is divided, there will be a lot of work in the fields alone. Who will do it?
He and the head of the family have not worked for so many years and have long been used to it. His son Anbang is a good student, so how could he give up studying in order to farm?
Seeing his wife's anxious look, Bai Yunsong glared at her and made a hushed gesture at her.
Although he was also anxious, he had to wait and see his second brother's attitude first, and also wanted to see if his father had told him on purpose.
He couldn't get into trouble first.
Bai Yungui, on the other hand, was surprised when he heard his father's tone and then returned to normal.
Walk forward and kneel down,
"My father's words about dividing the family really hurt his son. As the ancients said, if the parents do not separate the family, how can a son be virtuous and capable of letting his father break the rules?"
After saying that, Bai Yungui kowtowed to his father, looking at his father's pleased eyes, he moved the corners of his mouth.
"Actually, my son has always been looking forward to splitting up the family, but that's not the case now. Only after the family is split up can I, the father, let my wife and children take a breather."
"You won't be criticized or scolded for getting up so late. And you won't have to work with your children sick."
"But in addition to being a father, I am also a son. As a son, it is my responsibility to honor my father. So I owe my children... In the end, I am not a good son, a good husband, and not a good father."
Old patriarch: "..."
It has been many years since he heard his second son say so many words. Today, for the first time, he said so many words, but his tone was full of sadness.
After all, he, as a father, neglected his second son too much.
Otherwise, why would such a good son be so depressed?
He was once proud that he had two sons. They had a clear division of labor. One was walking outside, and the other was tending the farmland at home.
The two of them have never had a verbal argument. Brothers from other families often get into red-faced fights over family property and pension, and some even go so far as to pick fights.
As the leader of the clan, he has dealt with countless similar matters.
Later, he was very pleased that his two sons had never been in such a situation, and he had never been embarrassed in front of everyone.
But now seeing the sadness and unspeakable grievance in his second son's eyes, he was unable to refute.
Before he could speak, the old lady Bai who came to her senses walked over with her crutches in hand.
With a bang, it hit Bai Yungui's back,
"Second brother, you little bastard, are you hoping that we two immortals will kick off our legs soon? You are so looking forward to breaking up the family? You heartless kid, I raised you in vain, how dare you
Say something like this?"
The old lady said that she was not relieved and struck the cane twice more.
Even if his crutch was struck by my mother, Bai Yungui didn't move at all.
The old patriarch still couldn't stand it and waved his hand to stop her.
"Old lady, stop it, what are you doing? We have indeed owed the Yungui family these years."
"You have a lot of things to do. You don't owe anything. When we live as a family, we don't touch the pots and pans without touching the dishes. We will be noisy all our lives."
Listening to my mother's tone, Bai Yungui twitched his lips.
If his father is out walking every day and busy with work, my mother stays at home every day and always turns a blind eye to him and his eldest brother and his family.
If there was a quarrel, it would be their second-bedroom child who would be hurt and scolded in the end.