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?”

unfairly. If Daun and Shaun had opened the door, why would I be dragged into this? It wasn’t even my turn to take care of our

has been crying outside everyone’s door all night, and Daun can just refuse to open the door. What kind of heartless person does

the epitome of injustice. If I had received a house in the city or

children of the old

were sentenced for abandonment, a

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

who learned of the verdict couldn’t understand. How could such

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

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

and his siblings were

children of their own? Aren’t they afraid that they’ll end up like this when

bad people will meet their downfall, but in reality, the more selfish they are, the better they seem to

like a crying baby always gets the

reality, there are many selfish elderly people who, for instance, dance in public squares without regard for disturbing others, or forcefully occupy basketball or soccer fields, even the roads. They live happily in their

the insults hurled at them? Sorry, but for them, it means nothing-it doesn’t even

who are burdened by their demands and have no choice but

that’s why there’s the saying ‘no good

pondered for a 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

Lilly nodded.

Although, however…

help but

could

father had said, “No matter how frustrated you feel, never let it

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Inside the prison.

dragging his feet and slacking off. He didn’t

be out in three years,

were they to make him do these menial tasks? What would

to assembling ballpoint pens. Growing increasingly impatient, he finally got a break during mealtime. He finished his meal and

like the others. He had been beaten up before, but he had also fought back. Over time, nobody

arms crossed, making

have to do those annoying little tasks. At home, he still had

It was peaceful here!

here for rehabilitation would make him repent and

and saying

as

destined

found himself standing

figure obscured by the light. Daun