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?”

Daun and Shaun had opened the door, why would I be dragged into this?

seethed with anger, thinking. This is outrageous! Our mother has been crying outside everyone’s door all night, and Daun can just refuse to open the door. What kind of heartless person does

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

of the old lady were

were sentenced for abandonment, a

Shaun were sentenced to a year and a half each. Molly was given an eight-month

understand. How could such a serious offense result

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

it inauspicious, especially since there was a typhoon and the weather was stormy

returned to Alfornada, felt a sense of gloominess. Daun and his siblings were despicable, but she hadn’t expected their

Aren’t they afraid that they’ll end up

had long known about the situation, sighed as she patted Lilly’s head. “We hope that bad people will

crying baby always gets the

instance, dance in public squares without regard for disturbing others, or

at them? Sorry, but for them, it

demands and have no choice but to support and care for them…

the saying ‘no

moment before answering. “Indeed, there are many such phenomena. Where there’s sunshine, there’s also shadow. Where there’s darkness, there’s light. This society has its fair share of cold realities, but it also has heartwarming acts of love and mutual

Lilly nodded.

Although, however…

couldn’t help but

she could do

frustrated you feel, never let

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Inside the prison.

sewing machine, dragging his feet and slacking

he was already here. He would be

they to make him do these menial tasks? What would happen if he refused to

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

didn’t bother with cleaning like the others. He had been beaten up before, but he had also fought back. Over time, nobody bothered

peacefully, arms crossed, making

be pretty good if he didn’t have to do those annoying little tasks. At home, he still had chores. to

It was peaceful here!

those people outside think that sending him here for rehabilitation

tears and saying

about it as he drifted off to

was destined

himself standing in the

Hell, his figure obscured by