Transmigration: Getting Rich with My Space and Supplies-Chapter 285 - 242 Part 2

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."

Grandma Rong’s eyes widened in disbelief.

"Mom, if you had even a shred of maternal love, you wouldn’t have brought your second son and daughter to my house and almost infuriated me to death."

Grandma Rong was silenced by these words, and her eyes instantly reddened.

After a long while, she finally found her voice to defend herself, "I... I did that for you... The doctor said so, I just didn’t want all your hard-earned possessions to end up with outsiders."

"If I had a son, could I be like this? If you really were gone, would I have to let your nephews come and break the pot? If I gave them nothing, would they willingly break the pot for you?"

Rong Wenming laughed bitterly out of anger, "Do I still have energy to be angry? You just think I’m not dying fast enough. And what’s this about ’outsiders’? Those are my own daughter and my wife. Even if I were to die, the house and money would belong to my daughter and wife, what does it have to do with anyone else and breaking pots? Do I need someone who wants to infuriate me to death to break a pot?"

Seeing that Grandma Rong was about to say something, he grew impatient.

"Enough, since you’ve chosen to live with the second son’s family, don’t bother with this side. Go and live well with them. I don’t owe you anything now, and the alimony that was due, you and my wife and daughter have all settled it last time. But rest assured, if you really fall seriously ill, I will still pay for your treatment, but I can only afford half the money."

What he didn’t say was... If you don’t believe in death, I would still attend your funeral.

Of course, if he actually said that, it would surely enrage Grandma Rong to death on the spot.

But even the words he did say were enough to infuriate Grandma Rong half to death.

Fortunately, she remembered the purpose of her visit and forcibly suppressed her rage.

"I want to live here."

Rong Wenming wasn’t surprised to hear this. If his mother didn’t cause trouble, their mother-son relationship wouldn’t have become so indifferent.

"Sure! If you want to live here, I have no objections."

Now it was Grandma Rong’s turn to be surprised, "You agree?"

Rong Wenming’s expression was indifferent.

"Why would I disagree? After all, I’ve already transferred the house to my daughter Yanyan as a dowry. In the future, Mom Yan and I are going to depend on Yanyan and my son-in-law."

"By the way, if you move in, tomorrow I will have to visit my father’s grave and tell him that you won a house for the second son’s family, and then came back to take advantage of my Yanyan, intending to have Yanyan take care of you in old age."

Grandma Rong truly felt like she was about to die from this rage.

"You, you gave the house to Rong Yan?"

"Of course, Yanyan is my own daughter, if I don’t give the house to her, then to whom should I give it?"

Grandma Rong:...

She took another deep breath, "I don’t want to live here anymore."

In her bones, she was very entrenched in old views.

She could let her son take care of her in old age, she could even let her grandson do so, but to be taken care of by the granddaughter she always despised... That was absolutely impossible.

"Really not staying anymore?" Rong Wenming looked at her, "By the way, I’m still going to take my daughter to visit her grandfather’s grave tomorrow, to let her tell him... she got into the best university in Jing City with first place in the province."

Grandma Rong’s pupils dilated with shock, "First place? Isn’t that the top scholar? How could she possibly do so well?"

"She did that well. The town, the county, and the schools even gave her scholarships! Mom, the granddaughter you’ve always looked down upon is a hundred, a thousand times stronger than the grandsons you’ve held dear."

Rong Wenming always knew his mother looked down on his daughter, thinking she was just a girl.

But what about her being a girl? She was his treasure, in his heart... more precious than anyone else.

Grandma Rong’s face turned incredibly grim.

Rong Wenming, seeing her expression, dared not to provoke her too much.

After all, for someone of her age, if she got too angry and something short or long happened to her, that would be somewhat unfortunate.

Although he now felt no maternal filial affection toward her, he didn’t want her to just... go.

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