Chapter 247: Too Lazy to Even Complain

Zheng saw the situation in the yard and anxiously poked Bai Yunsong's arm with her arm and nodded at him.

How could the family be divided at this critical moment?

Besides, after the family is divided, there will be a lot of work in the fields. Who will do it?

He and the head of the family have not worked for so many years and are no longer used to it. His son Anbang is a good material for studying. How could he give up studying for farming?

Seeing his wife's anxious look, Bai Yunsong glared at her and made a gesture to silence 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 said it on purpose for him.

He couldn't lose his composure first.

Bai Yungui, on the other hand, was surprised when he heard his father's tone, and then he returned to normal.

He walked forward and knelt on his knees.

"Dad, what you said about dividing the family is really embarrassing for your son. The ancients said that if the parents are still alive, the family will not be divided. What virtue and ability does the son have to let his father break the rules?"

After that, Bai Yungui kowtowed to his father. Looking at his father's relieved eyes, he moved the corners of his mouth.

"In fact, my son has always been looking forward to the division of the family, but not now. Only after the family is divided, can I, as a father, let my wife and children breathe."

"I won't be blamed and scolded for getting up a little late. The children don't have to work with their sick bodies."

"But in addition to being a father, I am also a son. As a son, it is my responsibility to respect my father. So I owe my children... In the end, I am not a good son, nor a good husband, nor a good father."

The old patriarch: "..."

For many years, he hadn't heard his second son say so much. Today was the first time he said so much, but his tone was full of sadness.

After all, he, as a father, neglected his second son too much.

Otherwise, why would a good son be so depressed?

He used to be proud of having two sons. The two had clear division of labor, one was out and about, and the other was at home tending the farmland.

The two had never quarreled, while other brothers would often quarrel over family property and old-age care, and some even resorted to fighting.

As the patriarch, he had dealt with countless similar matters.

Later, he was very pleased that his two sons had never been in such a situation, and had never made him lose face in front of others.

But now, looking at the sadness and unspeakable grievance in the eyes of his second son, he was unable to refute.

Before he could speak, the old lady Bai came to her senses and walked over with her crutches.

With a bang, she knocked on Bai Yungui's back,

"Second son, you bastard, are you looking forward to the two of us old men dying sooner, so that you can look forward to the separation of the family? You are such a heartless child, I have raised you in vain, how dare you say such a thing?"

The old lady was not satisfied and knocked on the crutches twice more.

Even though my mother hit him with a cane, Bai Yungui didn't move at all.

The old clan leader couldn't stand it and waved his hand to stop her.

"Stop, old woman, what are you doing? We really owed Yungui's family these years."

"You are the one who has too many things to do. What do you owe? When a family lives together, there will always be pots and pans colliding with each other. You will quarrel all your life."

Listening to my mother's tone, Bai Yungui pulled the corner of his mouth.

If his father is out every day and busy with affairs. But my mother stays at home every day and always turns a blind eye to him and his eldest brother's family.

If they really quarrel, the children of their second room will always be hurt and scolded in the end.