Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Chapter 696 Hell Hath No Fury

“Do you even deserve to be called human, you bunch? A trembling old man from the crowd couldn’t hold back his emotions. Being an elderly person himself, he understood the depths of despair that the deceased old lady must have felt.

Tears streamed down his face as he uttered vulgar words: “Your mother raised all four of you, but not a single one of you can take care of her!”

“You’re nothing but beasts, worse than animals! Your mother should have drowned you all in a bucket. when she gave birth to you!”

“You’re not human, you’re society’s scum, garbage…”

The old man continued his profanity-laden tirade, but his family quickly pulled him away, trying to shield him from the backlash that was brewing.

However, they couldn’t prevent the onslaught of insults from the surrounding people. The old lady’s children became the target of verbal abuse.

“Arrest them! Execute them!”

“I can’t believe we have such neighbors. Just thinking about it makes me sick.”

“Sigh, if only we had known earlier…”

The sentence trailed off, leaving it unfinished.

What was it?

Could it be that the neighbors were truly unaware of Daun’s mistreatment of his mother? Some were simply meddling too much, causing Daun’s wife to bear the brunt of the humiliation, unable to lift her head high.

Some were afraid to interfere, as they wondered what they could do. Could they take the old woman in and care for her themselves?

Some even contacted the nursing home and had the community intervene, but it all ended in vain. The old lady continued to wander between her three sons’ homes, without a place to call her own.

Reality often proves to be more brutal than imagination.

Daun and his siblings kept their heads lowered, unable to find words to defend themselves.

But deep down, they harbored a strong sense of resentment.

None of them believed that they were responsible for their mother’s death.

-In fact, after watching the video, they were even more convinced that it was the fault of their other

siblings.

Daun thought to himself, “If Tom and Shaun had opened the door, could our mother have died on his doorstep? How can they accuse me like this?”

he was unjustly implicated, thinking. “He’s suffering unfairly. If Daun and Shaun had opened the door, why would I be dragged into this? It

anger, thinking. This is outrageous! Our mother has been crying outside everyone’s door all night, and Daun can just refuse to open the

deeply aggrieved, thinking. They always say a daughter who is married off is like water thrown away. I am the epitome of injustice. If I had received a house in the city or even a plot of land in the village, I would never have neglected my mother. As a married woman living in my in-laws home. I’m also

children of the old

they were sentenced for abandonment, a crime that led to their own mother’s

a three-year sentence, while Tom and Shaun were sentenced to a year and a half each. Molly was given

the verdict couldn’t understand. How could

speechless was the squabble among the daughters-in-law over who would handle the funeral arrangements

typhoon and the weather

his siblings were despicable, but she hadn’t expected their family members to be just as

Aren’t they afraid that

the situation, sighed as she patted Lilly’s head. “We hope that bad people will meet their downfall, but in reality, the more selfish they are,

baby

are many selfish elderly people who, for instance, dance in public squares without regard for disturbing others, or forcefully occupy

them? Sorry, but for them, it means nothing-it doesn’t

are burdened by their demands and have no choice but to support and

there’s the saying ‘no good deed goes unpunished?”

darkness, there’s light. This society has its fair share of cold realities, but it

Lilly nodded.

Although, however…

help but

believed she could do something

had said, “No matter how frustrated you feel,

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Inside the prison.

sewing machine, dragging his feet and slacking off. He didn’t care even if

already here. He would be out in three years, so why bother

make him do these menial tasks? What would happen if

the sewing machine, Daun reluctantly moved on to assembling ballpoint pens. Growing increasingly impatient, he finally got a break during mealtime. He finished

cleaning like the others. He had been beaten up before, but he had also fought back. Over time,

arms crossed, making little grumbling

he didn’t have to do those annoying little tasks. At home, he still had chores. to do, and he would be

It was peaceful here!

sending him here for rehabilitation would make him repent and

a few fake tears and saying he was wrong, what could

it as he drifted off

was destined to be

found himself standing in the Palace

person sat on the throne of the Ruler of Hell, his figure obscured by the light. Daun couldn’t see clearly, but he