Chapter 1913 We Are Really Fleeing Famine, Not Bandits (195)

It was also the reason why they went too far and did things too terribly, so the villagers quickly believed it when Yun Miao said that "Joe Lao San" was not their biological child.

Now, if you tell the people in the village that Qiao Lao San is the real son of old man Qiao and old lady Qiao, no one will believe it.

It's ridiculous to think about it, isn't it?

The youngest Joe, who was still feeling a bit at a loss just now, didn't know how to react, but after hearing what his daughter said, his soft heart immediately disappeared.

After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Joe... Uncle Joe, why are you here? Where are the others?"

"You...what did you call me?" Old man Qiao was stunned, completely unbelievable, with injuries in his eyes.

Qiao Laosan's mouth twitched, but he didn't say much.

The corners of Yun Miao's mouth curled slightly, and there was a bit of satisfaction in his eyes.

Those previous efforts were not in vain.

Her father has finally made progress. From the bottom of his heart, he no longer regards old man Qiao and the others as relatives, nor regards them as his responsibility.

There was silence for a while, and before the third brother came to compromise, the old man Qiao no longer showed that hurt expression, and waved his hands weakly, "Forget it, if you don't admit it, don't admit it, as long as I admit it in my heart."

Yang San'er who was standing behind couldn't speak anymore.

He curled his lips, a bit contemptuous of Old Man Qiao's behavior.

If it is useless, throw it away. If it is useful, it is your own son.

Bah, I really thought Third Uncle Qiao was still the good son they used to control.

Sighing tiredly, the old man stroked his broken leg and said, "Others... a group of refugees snatched our things, and we dispersed."

"My leg was broken when I was chased by a group of bandits. It was originally carried by the boss. Later...the boss was knocked to the ground, and I was separated from him."

Speaking of this, old man Qiao's downcast eyes were full of deep disappointment and sadness.

Obviously, this matter is not as simple as he said.

With 444 here, Yun Miao already knew what was going on, and didn't want to save face for him at all.

"Don't cover up for your elder son, and don't lie to your ears anymore. Your elder son probably disliked you for wasting rations and burdening you a long time ago, so he found an opportunity to throw you away and let you Fend for itself."

"Oh, look at us and don't know the virtue of your eldest son? Selfish, treacherous, and ruthless, isn't it normal for such a person to do such a thing?"

"However, you can't blame others. His temperament was taught by you as parents, and it was taught by your precepts and deeds. So, if you want to blame, you can only blame your two old selves."

Old man Qiao's face was ugly and embarrassed.

Because the eldest son is their first son and the eldest son, he will give them two old pensioners to die in the future, so he has always valued him very much. Even if he is not a material for studying, he still gritted his teeth and sent him to go to school for many years of learning.

Seeing that he had studied for ten years but hadn't achieved anything famous, he tried his best to find him a rich Yue family who opened several shops in the town.

It never occurred to him that one day, he would be thrown away as a useless burden by his eldest son who had always loved him so much.

In the past two days, he crawled out of the pile of corpses and crawled all the way to the edge of the forest to hide. He was scared and angry, hungry and thirsty, and his broken right leg was in pain. He was suffering every minute. He also thought a lot about it.

Maybe, he really did something wrong, he shouldn't have spoiled his son so lawlessly, selfishly and coldly, that even his father could be thrown away.

(End of this chapter)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like