Under One Person: I Opened the Age of Mythology

Chapter 36 Unworthy Descendants
Just as Xiao Zizai and the other two were preparing to set off.

Xuejia Village, Henan Province.

"bump!"

"Bar!"

"Come again, come again!"

Hua la la la la——

In a spacious courtyard, a group of middle-aged men and women were sitting around a table, smoking, eating melon seeds, and playing mahjong. They all looked very "busy".

In the corner of the courtyard, linen, coffins, paper figures, paper money, etc. used for funerals were piled up there. No one cared about them even if they were blown away by the wind, and they were just left scattered.

At this moment……

squeak-

Da da da……

A young figure walked out carrying a plastic basin, and his brows immediately furrowed as he looked at the scattered paper money.

"..."

He glanced at the people who were playing cards happily, his eyes showed coldness, but he didn't say much, just walked over and picked up the paper money.

Snapped!
Xue Fan picked up a clean stone from the side and put it on top of the paper money. He then carried the basin to the kitchen. He wanted to get some hot water to wipe his grandfather's body.

But at this moment...

"Xiao Fan, come here, go to the store at the entrance of the village and buy a pack of cigarettes for your second uncle!" His second uncle, who was playing cards, suddenly called him and handed him a few banknotes, shaking them vigorously.

"This... Second Uncle, I still have to wipe grandpa's body, otherwise he will get sores on his back." Xue Fan paused for a moment and forced a smile on his gloomy face.

"Oh, he's dying soon. What does it matter whether he gets a sore or not? Can't you see that all the cigarettes are gone? Go away, go quickly!" But the second uncle waved his hands repeatedly and didn't care.

"..."

Upon hearing this, Xue Fan's hands that were holding the basin suddenly clenched, and a sinister look appeared in his eyes. He really wanted to put the basin on the bastard's head and beat him up. However, all the relatives looked over, but he took the money and nodded in agreement:
"Okay, Uncle, I'll go right away..."

It was because he knew that what his grandfather liked most was liveliness, having relatives and children around him, and the warmth and harmony in the Xue family, so he could not conflict with his second uncle, or his grandfather would be worried.

Putting the basin at the door, Xue Fan quickly walked out of the yard. Now he could only buy cigarettes quickly and then come back to wipe his grandfather's food, which made him sigh.

These guys, normally no one comes to take care of my grandfather when he is paralyzed in bed, and even the number of visitors is very few. But now that my grandfather is about to die, they come one after another, and they all "guard" in the yard... like a group of hungry wolves.

"Ha ha……"

Recalling the selfishness of these "relatives" on weekdays, Xue Fan sneered. They clearly knew that Grandpa liked to be lively and they were only a hundred meters apart, but they were able to keep their distance from each other until they died...

It is really admirable.

"In the end, they just kept thinking about grandpa's inheritance, not knowing whether it was enough for them to share..." He had never thought about this matter and was too lazy to care about it.

Soon, when Xue Fan reached the entrance of the village...

"Ok?"

He was suddenly startled to find that the Wang family at the entrance of the village seemed to be preparing for a funeral, with white plaques hanging on the door...

When I went over to ask, I learned that Mr. Wang had suffered a cerebral hemorrhage last night and could not be saved. Now he is just hanging on to his last breath, waiting for his relatives to come back.

As such, Xue Fan couldn't help but sigh: "Life and death are unpredictable, it's so sudden..."

Back then, Mr. Wang and my grandfather were good friends. Before my grandfather had a stroke and became paralyzed, they often played chess and went fishing together. He seemed to be in good health a while ago, but now he is about to die.

"Ugh……"

Sighing again, Xue Fan quickly ran to the store at the entrance of the village to buy a pack of cigarettes, then immediately returned and hurried back home.

however……

Snapped!
When he ran back to the gate of the courtyard, the cigarette in his hand suddenly fell. He saw that all the people who were playing mahjong were gathered at the door of the inner room, and his heart skipped a beat.

"Uncle, aunt... I'm back, please let me go."

Without hesitation, Xue Fan walked forward, greeted the relatives at the door, and then went into the house. When he came to his grandfather's bedside, the oxygen tube that was used to maintain his grandfather's breathing had been pulled out and was in the hand of his second uncle. He immediately shook his body, as if he had fallen into an abyss.

"Xiao Fan, this is our joint decision. We were afraid that you would disagree, so we asked your uncle to send you away on purpose." Then, my father came over and spoke earnestly.

"Your grandfather was gasping for breath when he woke up this morning. It looked like he couldn't breathe. He has been paralyzed in bed for many years and doesn't look alive anymore. We, his children, are thinking about him and want to put him out of pain as soon as possible."

"..."

"Can't you wait even for this little while?"

Xue Fan opened his mouth but did not say this. He just nodded calmly.

"Well, don't worry, Dad. I understand."

Then, under everyone's gaze, he walked straight to his grandfather's bedside, gently held his wrinkled, rough hands, and said nothing more.

At this moment……

"Oh my dad, why did you leave?"

The second uncle knelt beside the bed and began to cry and shout, and the others followed suit one by one as if they were competing.

"Dad! Please walk slower! Please look at us again!"

For a moment, the whole house was filled with deafening cries. One person tried to cover up the other, but the other one raised his voice even louder.

And what about Xue Fan?

He didn't cry or shout, but just stood quietly by the bed, holding his grandfather's hand, feeling the familiar warmth gradually fade away, staring at the thin chest rising and falling more and more weakly...

Looking at his grandfather like this, and listening to the crying and shouting around him, he didn't feel sad at all. Instead, he was happy for his grandfather. He knew that his grandfather liked these things, and he also knew that his grandfather had no regrets in his heart...

Grandpa passed away peacefully.

That's enough.

only……

"Hey, Fanzi, why aren't you crying?"

When everyone was kneeling on the ground crying and wailing, Xue Fan, the only one standing quietly with a calm face, became an outlier, and everyone looked up.

"Yes, Fanzi, you are the one who takes care of your grandfather all the time. Why don't you even cry when the time comes?" The second uncle took the lead in scolding.

Was all the filial piety he showed before just an act?
This is the voice of everyone.

"..."

However, amid the increasingly suspicious gazes of the crowd, Xue Fan remained motionless, just looking at his grandfather quietly, watching his grandfather go on his final journey.

He has always been an outlier, so what does it matter?

Today is not a bad day.

Back then, none of these guys cared about grandpa, so he took care of him.

They want to go to the city and make money, so he stays.

They were unwilling to even take a look, but he would get up at five o'clock every day to cook porridge and help them rinse their mouths. He would always pay attention to turning them over, changing the bed mats, changing the urine pots after they defecated, and wiping their bodies with hot water, day after day, year after year.

When grandpa was sick and none of them could come back, he carried grandpa to the town by himself, took him to the hospital, and then carried him back.

And now...

Why do they have to cry here?
He couldn't cry.

yes……

Xue Fan has always been an outlier, and he is still an outlier now.

As for this outlier, everyone except his father snorted in their hearts:
"Humph, unfilial descendants!"

(End of this chapter)