Chapter 89: The Man with a Strange Disease
After my cousin finished speaking, he turned around and left.
He didn't want to care about other things, after all, money didn't cover these household trivialities.
But I could see that Brother Xie's face turned from ashen to pale.
Although I don’t understand what happened in between, it’s not easy to ask.
After those children were kicked out, they just sat on the street.
Fortunately, this is also a small alley. When Young Master Chen bought this shop, he also wanted to help the original owner of the shop.
I heard that the previous owner of this shop was an old man who sold the shop because he was seriously ill and had no money for treatment.
But this store is located in a small alley in the urban village.
It was not a popular shop and could not attract customers. When it was sold, it was only for 20,000 or 30,000 yuan.
Young Master Chen paid 100,000 to buy this shop, which can be considered a good deed.
Brother Xie did not call the children in. He sat alone beside Grandpa Xie's coffin in silence.
Not long after, he suddenly knelt beside the old man's coffin, kowtowed and cried loudly.
He didn't say what happened.
Dong Jing and I just watched and it was difficult to persuade them.
But of course, we didn’t dare leave.
If he gets so depressed that he dies by hitting his head against the coffin, we will be deeply sinful.
Not to mention that there were only three of us in the store. After he died, we wouldn't be able to escape and would probably be caught by the police and interrogated.
Besides, what his cousin said to him just now made him so emotional. If he really died, we would not be able to get over it.
I don’t know how long Brother Xie cried.
Dong Jing walked over and patted his shoulder to comfort him.
At this time, girls are more useful than boys. At least men will feel better when there is a woman caring for them.
"What happened? If you want to talk about it, you can tell us. This way, you won't feel so heavy. Although we can't give you a good counseling plan, at least you can listen."
After hearing Dong Jing's words, Brother Xie's tears, which had been held back, suddenly burst out again.
"Mr. Wen is right. My twin sons are not from my Xie family. I have always had health problems and I couldn't get a cure. I went to the hospital to have IVF. IVF babies are weaker, and they are twins. After they came out of the mother's body, their health has always been poor and they often get sick."
"Not long ago, the older twin brother got a strange disease. He would spit when he slept at night. If he wasn't found in time and given medicine, he would spit blood and foam. I really had no choice but to spend all my money on his medical treatment."
Brother Xie said this while wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes.
When the eldest twin brother fell ill, Mr. Xie also entered a nursing home.
The expenses from both sides added together fell entirely on Brother Xie.
He was wandering on the street trying to find a job, but he couldn't find one. Then he met an old Taoist priest.
"That person told me that the old man was dying anyway and was now lying in a nursing home. Although he was alive, he was in pain. He told me to let my child live out all of his life. That way, I could leave a descendant and the old man would have a descendant."
Only then did I realize that Brother Xie was not only the eldest son of their Xie family, but also the only son.
Therefore, when it comes to continuing the family line, his traditional closed-minded thinking is quite flattering.
Having finally gotten two sons, he naturally didn't want to give up.
He wholeheartedly believed that as long as he could raise his two sons, his father, Mr. Xie, would never blame him.
But that's not the case.
Mr. Xie had known for a long time that the two children were not from his family, and he loved them only because they were still young, only five or six years old, and were likable.
But compared to the pair of twin grandsons, Grandpa Xie loves his other grandchildren more.
After all, the other children were born to her daughter, but she had no idea which man fathered the twins.
"I didn't ask my father, I just took his horoscope and gave it to the old Taoist priest. After the old Taoist priest performed some rituals for me, strangely enough, my two children's illnesses were cured. But the two children always looked pale. I took them to see a doctor, who said they had a little anemia, but it wasn't a big problem. I felt relieved."
But not long after Brother Xie Xie walked out of the hospital with his two children, he received a call from the nursing home saying that his father had passed away.
After hearing this, I roughly understood what happened.
It’s no wonder that the old man left behind the word “injustice”. It was indeed unfair to him.
But even though the problem now lies with Brother Xie, the biggest problem still lies with the old Taoist priest.
Who is that person?
Why did he trick Brother Xie into getting his father's birth date and horoscope?
The most important thing is, what benefits will it bring to him by helping Brother Xie?
This makes me very confused.
"Did he ask you for anything?" I looked at Brother Xie.
He thought about it carefully and shook his head.
"I was very poor at the time, and he didn't ask me how much money I wanted. But I knew it was a life-saving gift, so I gave him a red envelope with only 1,000 yuan in it. There was nothing left."
That's even stranger.
"Are you done talking?" I heard my cousin's voice from outside the door.
I stood up and patted Brother Xie on the shoulder, telling him not to be too sad.
Anyway, my cousin has already solved most of the problems, and all that remains is to hold the funeral.
There is no way to repay what you owe in this lifetime, so you can only repent more during the spring and autumn.
But it's actually useless.
Some things stay in your heart for a lifetime, especially when your father was killed.
"We are almost done here. We will take it to the crematorium tomorrow morning. I just calculated that around nine in the morning is the auspicious time. You should make arrangements in advance and don't miss the time."
My cousin gave some instructions to Brother Xie and then took us away.
It was almost dawn when I got home, and I was not sleepy at all.
Perhaps the amount of information in this matter is too much for me to accept at once.
Then there's the matter of the old Taoist priest.
I lay on the sofa for several hours, but I couldn't figure out what he was trying to do.
If he had a kind heart, he would definitely not do something to exchange lives.
He doesn't have a kind heart, and he will not bargain. He will take whatever Brother Xie gives him.
After all, changing a name is something that cannot be done with just 100,000 or 200,000 yuan.
Gradually, I couldn't resist the sleepiness anymore and fell asleep.
