Transmigration: Getting Rich with My Space and Supplies-Chapter 32 - 30 also has a good person

Old Lady Wang flared up upon hearing this.

"Why should I have to pay for their medical bills? Have you lost your mind? I am your real mother."

"You take from others just fine, but when it's your turn to pay, that's not okay? Since I can't stop you from cutting ties with them, you absolutely cannot go and steal their meat."

"Mother, one must not lose their conscience; Big Brother is watching us from heaven."

Qin Fulin's last remark infuriated Old Lady Wang completely, and she raised her hand to hit him: "You ingrate, who lacks conscience? Without me, would you have this happy family?"

Qin Fulin stood still, letting his mother's fists pound on him.

Finally, when his mother tired out, he turned to his always silent father, "Dad, aren't you going to say something?"

Old Man Qin glanced at him and continued to smoke his pipe in silence.

Clearly, he didn't care about the matter.

Seeing his father like this, Qin Fulin felt the usual disappointment.

He turned to Qin Fugui, his voice cold, "Qin Fugui, if you keep inciting our mother to trouble Qin Ye or to snatch his stuff, I'll break your legs myself."

Qin Fugui: ...

Dammit, that's infuriating.

Is this really his own brother?

They were born from the same father and mother. What does that lowlife Qin Ye have to do with him?

Qin Fulin looked back at his mother, "Mother, if you really do go to Qin Ye's house to take meat, then I won't hand over my money anymore. I'll give half my earnings to Qin Ye each month, and I won't contribute financially when Qin Fugui gets married either."

This brazen declaration nearly made Old Lady Wang faint, "You, you ungrateful wretch..."

Who really was his mother?

After warning them both, Qin Fulin stopped concerning himself and strode out.

Seeing him walk out like that, Old Lady Wang hammered her chest in fury, "That damned ungrateful son, I should have thrown him in a cesspit when he was born..."

Hearing her words finally upset Old Man Qin who cared about his sons, "Shut up."

Old Lady Wang: ...

Qin Fugui was also furious, "Mother, isn't it just because he has that job? Let him give his job to me. I'll give you all the wages without keeping a penny."

Old Lady Wang: ...

If she could, would she have waited until now? His elder brother got that job from Qin Ye's dead father, and nothing she did back then had helped.

Qin Fulin arrived at Qin Ye's front door and paused before knocking.

"It's me, Qin Yu. Open the door; I came to see how your brother is." Qin Fulin had only found out about Qin Ye's injury that morning.

He had intended to come earlier, but some matters had delayed him.

Hearing the voice, Qin Yu initially didn't want to open the door, but he reconsidered and went to unlock it.

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Qin Fulin took out a package of brown sugar from his pocket, "Take this; it'll help your brother recover."

Qin Yu didn't take it; his family was not lacking in food.

Qin Fulin wasn't surprised. He didn't say much and simply placed the brown sugar in Qin Yu's hands.

Then he stepped confidently into the courtyard.

When he reached the room where Qin Ye was, he noticed something different.

"Qin Ye, how's your leg? Maybe I should take you to the hospital? I still have some money..."

Qin Ye looked at him, "No need, my leg has been set properly. It just needs rest."