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Easter, Easter, but unfortunately it never raised any of the dead, nor did it make the economy that was still sluggish a little better. Thus, this is said to be the day of Jesus' resurrection, which becomes a complete irony.

Eric's eyes widened as he stared at his mother's tear-stained face. Due to family changes, he has become well-behaved and sensible. He still vividly remembers three years ago in early April, when his father, who had always been healthy, suddenly fell ill and was bedridden, and after 12 days, he died without medical treatment, leaving only his mother with a black veil in front of the coffin and weeping. Having lost his father, he tried to find his only brother for comfort, but was brutally stopped by the maid named Emma, who ordered him to get out of the way. (hua.advertisement)

I really don't understand why a good family fell apart overnight.

I don't understand why the person who was affectionately called "Brother Andy" by himself has always been rejected by his parents, so that he has become a cynical and indifferent prodigal?

Indeed, even if Eric was clever and intelligent at that time, he was still an adult after all, and he was completely unaware of the complexities and intricacies of the adult world. Afterwards, Emma's smile of unknown meaning made him keenly aware that the family was about to set off a fierce and terrible storm in the near future, so he and his mother insisted on packing up their clothes and moving out of the castle where they had lived for more than ten years.

Although before leaving, his brother still entrusted Emma to give them the estate and some cash to compensate them, because he was free from the old days of food and clothing, Eric finally found that society was so cruel: under the depression economy, countless people struggled to die day and night, and every day people died on street corners due to hunger and cold. Even the menial food and clothing were expensive, not to mention the high tuition fees necessary for the aristocratic high school he was currently studying.

As a result, life was stretched day by day, and my mother became more and more haggard, sighing all day long.

Even so, his mother insisted that he would not go to the castle, claiming that he would rather starve to death than receive any help from his brother. In order to prevent him from going there without his own will, he insisted on accompanying him to and from school every day for a year -- no matter the wind or rain, he always stood at the school gate, waiting for him stupidly.

After a few moments, Eric breathed a sigh of relief and carefully pulled out a stack of notes from his pocket: "I did just come back, but don't worry, you see—I ...... so much money."

Before he could finish speaking, Eric's hands shook suddenly, and the thick banknotes fell from his palms, scattering and fluttering in the air like snowflakes. He felt something hit him on the left side of his face, and his body fell from the edge of the bed to the ground.

"Bastard!" The woman pointed at the tip of Eric's nose and said in a trembling voice, "I pulled you up with hard work, you can't inherit the title with all your might, why did you still go 'there' to find 'him', and even the most basic self-esteem and self-love were abandoned!?" How did your father educate you during his lifetime? How do I educate you!? ”

Eric hurriedly got up, grabbed the woman's hand, and defended repeatedly: "No, Mom." Listen to me explain ......"

"I don't want to listen to any explanation from you! Get out, get out of here! Alas, Almighty and merciful God, why did you give birth to such a bastard? The woman pushed Eric away and threw her palm at Eric desperately - if he hadn't been unwell today, he wouldn't have woken up and rushed to school, but he couldn't find Eric, and he was alone at home in fear.