Grandma Rong was still in shock, but those words snapped her back to reality. She immediately glared over, "How is it that I can’t come over?"
Rong Wenming said helplessly, "I think there’s no need for you to come, especially with them. Our family does not welcome their whole bunch."
Rong Wenze and Rong Manman’s faces turned red in an instant, obviously out of anger.
"Big brother, what do you mean? No matter what... we are still siblings."
Rong Wenming faced him without any helplessness.
He immediately let out a cold laugh, "You better not call me big brother; I don’t have siblings who rush to divide up property even before I’m dead. Also, if you have a short memory, let me remind you, our two families have cut ties, so don’t come here trying to cling to relations."
Rong Wenze’s face turned ugly, "Big brother, even if bones are broken, the sinews still hold them together. How can you be so heartless, holding grudges against us? Big brother, you have truly disappointed me. You weren’t like this before..."
Madam Rong couldn’t stand to listen anymore.
She didn’t want to deal with this and directly turned and went into the yard, leaving them to argue among themselves!
Rong Wenming saw his wife enter and knew she was angry.
This made him even more annoyed with the people before him.
"My biggest mistake was not disciplining you properly when you were young, creating such a selfish, ruthless, and heartless person. I was still furious at the time! You didn’t want to chip in to save me, instead you couldn’t wait to get your hands on my money and the house. Now, I don’t want to see you anymore, get out of my sight."
Indeed, he himself needed to live well; otherwise, his wife and daughter would be bullied by others.
Rong Wenze had never seen his big brother like this. He was so furiously wanting to say something more, but then their mother spoke, "Second son, you and Manman go home first."
Rong Wenze immediately turned to look at Grandma Rong, "Mother..."
Grandma Rong glared at him, "You all go back first."
Luckily, Rong Manman was still somewhat sensible, "Dad, let’s go home then! Let Grandma and Uncle have a good talk. Grandma has been missing Uncle for half a year; we shouldn’t disturb them now."
Rong Wenze looked at his brother, who appeared full of vigor, and he truly felt like he was about to cough up blood from anger.
"...Well then, Mother, you and big brother have a good chat. Manman and I will go back first."
He barely managed to force a smile.
To avoid letting his expression look too terrible, he simply turned around and strode away quickly.
Rong Manman saw her father leave, then gave Rong Wenming an apologetic smile, "Uncle, I’ll be going then, see you, Uncle!"
Then she turned to Grandma Rong, her face all sweetness, "Grandma, I’ll come back later to pick you up."
After saying this, she then left.
Rong Wenming did not even spare a glance at his overly cunning niece but looked at Grandma Rong, who was standing with a taut face.
Having this conversation outside was indeed improper, as many people were watching.
"Mother, if you want to talk, then come inside!"
Grandma Rong huffed coldly, and then with a stern face, she stepped into the yard.
When Madam Rong saw her enter, she didn’t call out or pay her any mind, and just went straight into the small kitchen with the pig’s trotters.
Grandma Rong was almost knocked over backward with anger at that sight and immediately accused, "Eldest, look at your wife! What kind of attitude is that?"
Inside the small kitchen, Madam Rong let out a cold laugh upon hearing this: Heh, letting you in is already the greatest kindness.
What more do you want? Do you expect me to be utterly respectful? That’s impossible in this life.
Grandma Rong grew even angrier when her eldest son remained indifferent to her words.
Rong Wenming didn’t give her a chance to speak, "My wife’s attitude is already good enough. Otherwise, given the foolish things you’ve done, she could have kept you from even entering this house."


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