Yang Anshi hugged Yang Baifu and started to cry, and as she cried, she began to curse Xun Hui again.
Seeing his theatrics taking effect, Yang Baifu quickly added fuel to the fire, "Mom, our family is just poor peasants. The little silver we earn from tilling the land is too little for my elder sister-in-law..." He paused, "Fine, even if I give up on my son, what about my little sister? She is to marry into a wealthy family in the future. Aren’t you going to prepare some decent things for her? Without a dowry, when she enters a wealthy household, she’ll be looked down upon..."
It had to be said that Yang Baifu finally struck a chord with old man Yang and his wife.
Yang Anshi immediately stopped crying and stood up, "Old man, say something..."
Yang Baichuan and his wife were filled with tension, fearing that old man Yang would really push the second branch of the family out, so Feng Caie surreptitiously poked Yang Baichuan.
Yang Baichuan took a step forward, "Dad, Rusong is about to take the stage..." He knew his parents too well. At this moment, the only thing that could make the old couple care was his son’s Scholar exam and his little sister’s marriage. Although mom favored the little sister, dad was inclined towards his grandson. If he truly had to bear the cost of his own medical expenses, that would affect his grandson’s imperial examination.
Yang Peili glanced at his second son and couldn’t help sighing, "What do you suggest we do?"
"Let’s divide the family," Yang Baifu stated.
A glint of excitement flashed through Yang Ruxin’s downcast eyes. This was perfect; otherwise, she did not know how to bring up the matter of family division herself. In this era, the descendant who proposed a family split was regarded as unfilial, one to be scorned. That was why, even though she was eager to split the family, she never mentioned it. She was waiting for an opportunity.
And now, the opportunity had finally arrived.
"Impossible," Yang Peili bellowed, raising his hand as if to strike.
But Yang Anshi stopped old Yang, "Why hit the child? That entire family is a blight. If we really need to split, we should cast them out..." Her children were all good; the fault lay with Xun Hui and the few wretches she had birthed.
Yang Baichuan’s eyes suddenly sparkled. Naturally, he didn’t want to split the family. If they did, the main branch would surely blame him. Now, if he could get the main branch separated, then he and his wife could influence the situation. Maybe they wouldn’t have to deal with Xun Hui anymore, or at least, if they had to, the burden would be shared by everyone.
"What are you saying?" old man Yang glared at Yang Anshi.
"What am I saying? Am I not right?" Yang Anshi glared back, "Do you really want to let that harbinger of disaster drag down our family’s good days? She’s a vampire; she’s already drained Boss to death, and now she’s come to drain us. Such a disaster should have died a long time ago, and she still has the audacity to be alive?"
Yang Peili sighed and fell silent once more.
"Fine, that’s settled then. We’re splitting up, getting rid of that eyesore of a family as soon as possible..." Yang Anshi waved her arm, decisively making the call.
"But my mom is unconscious now, we can’t split up the family..." Yang Ruxin suddenly looked up, her eyes filling with tears, "The Doctor said as long as she keeps taking her medicine, she will wake up... really..." She said, taking a couple of steps forward and reaching out to tug on Yang Peili’s sleeve, "Dad, you have to say something. You can’t ignore us. My mom only needs three taels of silver a month for her medicine, truly. Please, we are also your grandchildren..."