Chapter 17: The Sadness After the Prosperity
Mrs. Li drove the crane west, and at that time, the whole family did not want him to be kind, and they couldn't help but cry bitterly. Zhaohai and everyone in the clan brought filial piety candles to discuss, and they must do the funeral decently, and send the old lady on his last journey. The door of the conference hall was closed, the lights and candles in the room were bright, everyone was gathering together to discuss the funeral of Mrs. Li, the third and fourth masters were the most emotional, and the two of them pulled up their sleeves and wiped their tears from time to time when they talked about their emotions, as if the name of filial piety and virtuous grandson was the most worthy match for them. First, the third master said sadly: "The old man has worked hard for the family all his life, and our children and grandchildren cannot repay one-ten-thousandth of the hard work he has paid, which is really unfilial!" ”
The fourth master then said: "The third brother said this, and I also have a word in my heart, so I don't feel uncomfortable!" ”
"Fourth brother, we are all close relatives, so it doesn't hurt to say anything." The third master said busily.
The fourth master's eyes stared at Zhaohai like a torch, and he said word by word: "When it comes to this disaster in our family, we have to blame Zhaohai for not doing things well......
As soon as these words came out, the room suddenly fell silent, and a subtle and tense atmosphere condensed in the air.
Zhao Hai, who was sitting in front of the desk, bowed his head and was silent when he heard this, the whole person listened to the resentment of the fourth master in front of the gong and the drum in front of him as if he was petrified, and the third master also echoed it with a white tongue as soon as he opened his mouth, and the third wife stood behind the fourth master and sneered: "My own flesh and blood, it stands to reason that I shouldn't say these words at this time, then the words to be said will be long!" I told the third child a long time ago, you don't have the slightest status in this family! Even the eldest young master, you are in charge of family affairs, and you should discuss with your uncles and elders about any major matters that the officialdom should deal with, and you don't cut off the life of the whole family with a mouth! What are we old people! As soon as the third lady spoke in a hurry, she spit out the Sichuan dialect of her hometown.
Zhaohai was so angry that he trembled, and the third master said again: "The old lady once said that one day with him, the Li family will not be separated, and now that the master has passed away, is there any other way out for the Li family if it is not separated?" ”
It turns out that all the difficulties are nothing more than to separate the family!
The stomach pain hit Zhaohai like a river overturning the sea, he bent over and gritted his teeth to endure the pain, Yun Ting saw something strange, walked over with his pregnant belly, and said worriedly: "What? Do you have a stomach ache? She looked at Zhaohai's pale face, and cold sweat was already dripping on her forehead, Yun Ting hurriedly ordered Yutong to pour a bowl of hot tea, and then go to the kitchen to boil some hot ginger soup.
Zhaohai was afraid that Yunting would be anxious, so he helped her sit down first and said, "It's okay, don't worry." Then he turned around and instructed Uncle Qin: "Uncle Qin, bring the account books at home and let everyone understand." ”
Qin Boying said, "Okay, eldest young master." So he hurried to the bookkeeper.
The third master and the fourth master glanced at each other with understanding, and thought: At the critical moment, their alliance is finally about to get each other's wishes.
Zhaohai took the hot tea in Yun Ting's hand, drank the tea, and flowed heavily into his abdomen, what happened to his heart in the hot tea.
A large mirrored ebony desk in this room was piled with green cloth and account books signed by Mei Hong. Each room sent a representative to sit in front of the case, like a juror ready to "liquidate" the family property under the management of Zhaohai over the years, the fat on the fourth master's cheeks was like a red smile, nodding his head to show a strangeness that was not commensurate with his usual life.
Zhao Hai calmly reported the Li family's economic situation in detail, and then opened the account book to read out the location of important fields and real estate and the annual income, which had consumed most of the night. The third lady stood behind the third master, her hands clasped tightly on her stomach, leaning forward, trying to think about Zhaohai's words and the results of her usual investigation.