Continuing from the last time, Shu Yi died. I couldn’t say a word in front of his tender little face, and I couldn’t even touch him. I was soon pushed away by my aunt. She hugged her son and cried, complaining about me. I had nothing to say, and soon I fell asleep.

The farce of the previous generation was resolved with the life of a child.

I just escaped from the gates of hell, too. I don’t care that much about myself because I was involved in it myself, first as an enemy and then as a junior, so I don’t blame my second uncle, but Shu Yi is only fourteen years old. He went out on New Year’s Eve just hoping to complete his teacher’s instructions before the New Year. He is just a kid who is wholeheartedly looking forward to pursuing his dream...

When I woke up, I squinted my eyes and listened to the conversation between my second uncle and the others. Perhaps then I realized what a ridiculous reason it was. They seemed to be here to see me, but in fact they were competing with each other secretly. The two of them sat on each side of me, with their swords drawn on their shoulders, but their voices were not loud. William also sat at the end of the bed and listened quietly.

The second uncle said that all the pain and suffering in this world were nothing compared to the partiality of parents. He was also an abandoned child, so how could he not hate his younger uncle who was favored by his father?

The younger uncle sneered. He had been crying since Shu Yi died, but silently. Apart from his red eyes, he was not so noticeable. He moved closer and looked straight at the second uncle: "Brother, when you said this, didn't you want to laugh? Am I favored?"

Speaking of favoritism, he was the one who was locked in the warehouse as his father's "lifeline", and he was the only one who was unable to save himself in the fire. If it wasn't for Old Fu holding him in his arms and carrying him out, he would have been burned to death. This is what my second uncle calls favoritism. Grandpa treats us three siblings even more equally than Old Fu does. How can he be partial?

Second Uncle smiled lightly, his expression also became more lonely: "But apart from the old man, you have truly gained the trust of the eldest brother, and he raised you like his own child. What about me? I ask myself, if he was willing to open up to me a little more, there would be no Fu Mingtang today. Mingyan, I have no choice. He excluded me from this group of brothers. You are in the same group. Since I have made up my mind to fight to the death with the eldest house, I naturally have to take you with me. You know what I want. You are willing to dedicate everything to the eldest brother, but I can't do that. I have to leave a way out for myself."

The uncle couldn't help but said, "Is the way out my son's life? Shu Yi has never done anything against you. You watched him grow up!"

"You were the first to think of me as the murderer! I never brought the trouble to him in the first place. He was just a child!" Second Uncle gritted his teeth and tried his best to rush back. Suddenly, he became calm and frowned to signal me: "Otherwise, let's make it clear today. Shishi is not dead. She is lucky. God give her a chance to explain to you how she could be so vicious and come up with such a trick to frame me."

I struggled to get up, propped up my body with my hands, and looked up eagerly: "Uncle, I didn't, I didn't... I really took good care of Shu Yi. I didn't expect such a problem would happen. I didn't do it on purpose, and I didn't drug him. If I really wanted to force you, it would have been enough when you attacked Second Uncle when he was sick. Why did I involve his life! I almost died in the operating room, could I have predicted that I could survive? If I died unfortunately, everything I did would be in vain! Why did I do that?"

My uncle frowned and looked at me calmly: "But Shishi, I didn't know whether you were being rescued in the operating room. You are allergic to Poria cocos, but it has never been that serious. You just got a few rashes. Don't you think Hou Wenbin was a bit too exaggerated when he helped you cover it up?" He choked up on the last few words and couldn't say them calmly without twisting his features and clenching his fists.

I was so depressed. The retribution that had been lingering between us for a long time finally hit the bull's eye on this day. I knew that one day the lie would be exposed, and facing someone who would never believe you again, even the truth would become a lie. What should I do now? I was really in pain, but I had no way to prove that I almost died, and I had no way to prove that I was heartbroken.

"Shishi, I finally understood today that you are biased too. You are exactly the same as the eldest brother. Ever since you allowed Chengcheng to break Yangyang's legs and disabled him for life, you were destined not to cherish the life of a cousin. In your heart, they all have priorities. You will give everything to protect yourself and Chengcheng. Your bias is too shameless, but I am different." The second uncle raised the corners of his lips, approaching greedily but tiredly: "I hate all of you, so I accept your malice, and I will make this matter a fact, so that you will not waste your efforts to frame me. So Shuyi is dead, and you are the culprit."

"It's not me! Why should I admit to something I didn't do!" Tears welled up in my eyes and I used up all my strength to yell.

The second uncle was unwilling to be outdone, and finally took off the last layer of his mask at this moment: "Who else but you! There are only two of us here. I admit it, but you don't dare? You are more hypocritical than me! In this world, besides you, who else can persuade Hou Wenbin to do something that has no benefit at all!"

"I..." I paused. Even if I had a million mouths, I couldn't fill this gap. Could I point the finger at Lao Fu? But if I said it, he would die. No matter how much I hated this father, I couldn't do it. I had to bite my teeth and swallow it. Unexpectedly, a figure leaned against the door with a smile at this time.

"I did it." Old Hou sneered, "I just don't like you guys, so I wanted to do something bad secretly, what's wrong with that?"

"Uncle Hou..." I wanted to sit up, but suddenly a fishy and sweet taste came up. I lay down on the edge of the bed and vomited a mouthful of blood. The blood fell on the ground and was particularly glaring. It scared my uncle. He quickly helped me back and put me down. He turned around to look at Uncle Hou again. He had changed his expression to disgust and his cold eyes were directed at me.

"Tsk, what a pity, she's not dead, how boring, I thought the beginning of the new year would give me two surprises." Old Hou shook his head in disappointment, sneered and looked at his second uncle and younger uncle: "Although I don't like her, I really can't stand you bunch of hypocritical old men bullying a little girl like this. I admit it, what else do you want to talk about?"

The second uncle obviously didn't expect such a result, and his brows suddenly frowned: "What do you mean?"

Lao Hou waved his hand very casually: "Isn't it obvious? I want to kill all of you. Fu Shuyi is just the beginning. He is easier to kill."

The uncle gritted his teeth and couldn't believe it: "Why?!"

Aunt Wen Su, who happened to come in to see me, also exclaimed: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Lao Hou pointed at me with a helpless smile: "Ask her, or ask her dad."

I was puzzled; his expression was so natural that I couldn't tell whether he was telling the truth or helping me. I didn't know how to respond, so I just remained silent, which made Lao Hou very embarrassed.

"Okay, then I'll explain it to you in person. Honey, don't be angry. It's your fault in this matter." Old Hou grinned at Aunt Wen Su, then took a deep breath, his face instantly turned cold: "I never regarded Fu Mingying as a plaything from the beginning to the end. You people in the Fu family are all stupid. You can't treat me as a sucker. Fu Mingying is such a dirty guy. It's fine if he wants to steal my wife. I don't bother to pay attention to him. Who would have thought that his daughter is also a bastard. My family saved her life, and my son accompanied her like a cow and a horse. For so many years, she has not taken my son seriously. Not only that, she also insisted that my Xiangyang, a proud son of heaven, marry Lin Mo Nian! Fu Xishi, your father is dead and I have no way to question him, so let me ask you, what kind of magic potion did you feed my Xiangyang? Don’t you know what Lin Mo Nian’s situation was before? She is not a normal person now. She tries to commit suicide every other day as if our Hou family owes her something! If you don’t want to marry me, you don’t have to force such a sister to disgust me. My Xiangyang didn’t do anything to let you down, right? "

"Niannian is sick! I've had the same disease before! Uncle Hou, you're a doctor, don't you understand? It's not her fault..." I tried to refute, but I couldn't hide the fact that I had thought about Niannian in the same way before. After all, the cause of her illness was different from that of ordinary people. I had long thought that she would not be accepted by the aristocratic family.

Old Hou was even more disgusted, and his usually playful face became even more intimidating when it tensed up: "Miss Fu, I know you are a saint, but can you please send your kindness somewhere else? I find it dirty."

"Hou Wenbin! What are you doing?" Aunt Wen Su walked over quickly and stretched out her hand to slap him, but Old Hou easily grabbed her wrist and even looked down upon her. Aunt Wen Su, who had never felt such a gap, burst into tears: "Xiang Yang married Nian Nian willingly. He has grown up and has the ability to make his own judgments! When did Shi Shi force him? Even Nian Nian has never concealed her past. Xiang Yang knows everything! He is a compassionate doctor. Besides his admiration for her, he also truly feels sorry for Nian Nian, the victim. Why are you complaining about her? Why didn't you object at the beginning!"

"I didn't know at the beginning that she was infertile! Wife, I won't restrict you if you yearn for freedom, but you have to consider me and our son, right? The Hou family is so big, do you want me to hand over the family business to outsiders after a hundred years? How can Xiangyang not have children? If you can persuade him to have a child of his own outside of marriage, then I have nothing to say, and he can marry any dirty thing home!" This was the first time that Old Hou yelled at Aunt Wen Su with red eyes, and outsiders took it seriously. The silent issue was indeed an inevitable dispute.

Aunt Wen Su was stunned. She wiped her tears and argued in tears: "Then didn't I give birth to Yanyan? Are you blaming me? Did I make you have fewer children and fewer heirs? Xiangyang is only in her twenties, and you are already thinking about things in the future. Besides, how could Nian Nian be infertile? She is just in poor health. Maybe she will get better after a few years of care. Why do you insist on making Xiangyang become like you..."

"A person whose heart doesn't even belong to her will die after a little stimulation! If I force her again and something really happens, do you want my son to be stern to me for the rest of his life?" Old Hou glanced at me. It was rare to see such eloquence from him in these years. He really pushed Aunt Wen Su into a desperate situation. She stepped back a few steps and hugged me and threw a tantrum.

"I don't care! Tell me what you did to Shishi! I took care of her since she was little. She is my daughter. If anything happens to her, I will die...and your son still won't recognize you!"

Lao Hou took a deep breath, rubbed his temples and spoke word by word: "Fu Mingying's daughter is also your daughter, Ruan Wensu, you can say such a thing, what are you thinking? Even so, you still blame me?"

"So what! I'm still not as good as you!" Aunt Wen Su stood in front of me and kept shouting.

I knew that this was what was really going to kill me. Guarding was being betrayed, and I was powerless to do anything. I squeezed a few more drops of blood from my throat and was finally able to speak. But before my knuckles touched Aunt Wen Su, the old marquis had already lost his patience and waved outside: "Take the lady back, calm down!"

Aunt Wen Su was dragged away. Old Hou avoided people and wiped away his helplessness. The second uncle twitched his mouth after seeing the farce. Finally, the latter broke the silence: "You want to excuse others, the price you can pay is really too high."

"Boring. Fu Mingtang, are you old and confused or are you addicted to bullying little girls? Why should I sacrifice for your family? Would you sacrifice so much for your niece in the past? I am speaking from the heart." Lao Hou lowered his head and looked at me, forcing a smile: "Shishi, why don't you guess which of my words before and now are true and which are false."

I closed my eyes and two lines of tears flowed across my dry skin. It was a piercing pain.

I guess what he said is true. People are so contradictory. The more they love, the more they hate. But the person he loves and hates is not me. I am just a product of loving the person and loving everyone in him. I don't have the capital to consider these things.

"It's no good? How about another operation? Don't die. If you are not good enough and expose me now, how can I continue to kill more people? Fu Mingying is a man, and his daughter is so useless. It's enough of a stain on his life." Old Hou pointed his finger at me, then my second uncle, and then my youngest uncle: "Fu Mingtang doesn't care about Fu Xishi's life or death. Do you care? Hurry up, I have to go back to sleep after I finish explaining to you. If you don't want to listen, give me a straight answer. If you are curious after today, don't come to me again. Don't come even if someone is dead. I don't owe your family anything. There has been no good thing for so many years, and I am the only one who blames the bad things."

My uncle couldn't bear it after all, so he gritted his teeth and helped me up, once again taking on the role of an elder, but his voice was not strong enough: "What did you do to Shishi? Hou Wenbin, if you have any complaints, you can come to us, why involve the child..."

"Every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt has its creditor... It's not interesting. I like interesting things, like the expressions on your faces as a parent." Lao Hou snapped his fingers, walked over to me, took out my regular medicine from under my pillow and threw it to me, along with a stack of medical reports from the drawer: "Fu Mingtang's trick was too stupid. I used something better. I have prepared the evidence for you. Let's see if you will sue me."

The second uncle gritted his teeth and almost trembled: "Are you crazy?!"

"Crazy? This is crazy? Fu Mingtang, Fu Mingtang, you have to think about me too. Your family members are like ghosts, clinging to me for no apparent reason, and you don't even allow me to retaliate? You say I'm crazy? Hey, you unreasonable thing, if you want to call this crazy - do you want to check your body too?" Old Hou leaned over and said with a smile.

My second uncle shuddered, his eyes became dazed, and his soul floated in Lao Hou's hearty laughter. I was also lying on my youngest uncle's lap, and I had no idea where my mind was being drawn to, until he came over and looked at me from above and gently touched my forehead.

"Oh, by the way, Fu Mingyan just said that it's too obvious that I'm helping you. I see it's true. So what should we do now? Shishi, what do you think they will think? Will you kill them first or will they kill you?" After Lao Hou finished speaking, there was no reply from me for a long time. Only a pair of eyes were open. He was tolerant and humble. He turned his head and stopped being stubborn. He just opened his arms and felt very comfortable: "Look at me. I hate someone so much but I can still be so polite, calm and upright. I'm not like you. I'm still superior to you."