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The next morning, Wu De innocently asked me, "Mom, why did you make the grass drink alcohol?"
My mother-in-law frowned, "I didn't! It wasn't me."
Wu De pointed at the empty wine bottle on the table, "Then what is this?"
My mother-in-law: "..."
Wu De had gone out early to sell his car.
Yesterday we agreed to sell his car, raise another two hundred thousand, and buy a fine j De bracelet for Aunt.
Wu De's face twisted in pain.
That car was the only one in our family; he usually drove it to take his pregnant mistress for check-ups.
As for our house, I paid the down payment, so my name is on the property deed.
However, during the divorce proceedings, Wu De and his mother did not propose transferring the house title.
Clearly, they planned to wait until I tricked Aunt out of her inheritance before remarrying and keeping me under their control.
As for the money Wu De had, it was naturally meant for marrying his mistress.
Soon enough, I received the money and bought the bracelet, but I sat on the sofa, looking hesitant.
My mother-in-law urged anxiously, "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and win her over..."
I nodded, "Mother-in-law, you make a good point, but..."
I changed my tone, "We can't always rely on Aunt; we should have some dignity..."
"How about we use this two hundred thousand to treat an illness first? As for Aunt's inheritance, we can postpone that..."
My mother-in-law's expression changed: "Treat what illness? With your pathetic condition, what can two hundred thousand do?"
"Life is short; dying early means being reborn sooner..."
I stifled a laugh and looked at my mother-in-law: "You're right, dying early means being reborn sooner..."
Just as my mother-in-law was about to say something else, her expression suddenly changed as she clutched her liver area, wincing in pain.
Wu De panicked and rushed around: "Mom, are you okay?"
My mother-in-law collapsed onto the sofa, beads of cold sweat forming on her forehead from the pain.
"Son, my stomach hurts."
Wu De became anxious, pouring water and rubbing her stomach. "Mom, hang in there, I'll take you to the hospital."
My mother shook her head weakly and said, "Son, I'm fine. Just bear with it."
"This is an old problem; there's no need to waste that money."
I suppressed a laugh. "Mom, you're right. Just bear with it."
"But when my illness flares up, it might hurt more than what you're feeling."
My mother glared at me through gritted teeth, seemingly eager to see me in pain.
After the divorce, I followed the plan we had discussed and took two hundred thousand to Aunt's house.
I contacted Aunt's secretary in advance, and she said Aunt was very happy that I was coming home.
Aunt adopted me when I was ten years old.
She supported my education, provided for my needs, and cared for me meticulously.
Over the years, she continued to financially support me but interfered a lot in my marriage.
She didn't want me to get married.
I was unhappy with her interference, so we had a strained relationship for many years.
Out of frustration, I left home and vowed never to return.
However, Aunt never treated me poorly; during holidays, she still sent me a lot of money to buy clothes for myself.
She is my only family in this world.
When I saw Aunt, both of us felt a bit nervous.
"Aunt."
"Grass."
We called each other’s names, and my heart felt like it was being pricked by needles as I cried and rushed into Aunt's embrace.
"Aunt..."
Aunt also looked sorrowful and said, "Child, you have suffered..."
I lowered my head and sincerely apologized to Aunt.
I cried and said, "Aunt, I was wrong. I truly understand my mistake."
"Aunt, I used to be immature and m De you angry..."
Aunt patted my back and said, "It's good that you realize your mistake. Let's go home, child."
With Aunt's comfort, I recounted everything that had happened during this time.
After listening, Aunt laughed heartily and said, "Good, you truly are my obedient child..."
"This move of cutting off the enemy's retreat is brilliant."
I held Aunt's hand and said, "Aunt, I still need your help with something."
"What do you need?"
"This time, I need you to help me create a fake will..."
Aunt shook her head.
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