"Alright, alright, Uncle, you said so yourself, don't come looking for me when it comes to birth, aging, sickness, and death—I won't go even if you do. From now on, our two families will have nothing to do with each other." Fang Xiaoshan had made up his mind.
In his eyes, his grandparents had always said he was the pillar of their home, the only male child in the family. Without him, their family line would end, Uncle had no son, and they would become a house without heirs.
His grandparents had always told him that he must definitely help his uncle in the future, that when the time came, he had to care for Uncle in his old age. All these years, he took advantage of Uncle's kindness and never thought twice—because he believed that whatever money Uncle had left, who else would it go to but him? Uncle's three daughters were just 'bad bargains' and had already been married off, effectively belonging to other families.
