A few mountains away.
On New Year's Eve, the Gu family, battered by successive blows, had lost its former harmony and festivity.
Gu老爷, now middle-aged, had only young grandchildren. Not long ago, they had compensated the Zhao family a large sum. Thinking that the family estate was thinning and might not last, he felt deeply sorrowful.
In the flower hall, the family sat around a table. Looking at the two children, neither resembling their son, Madam Zhou sighed and couldn't help wiping her tears: "In'ge is so heartless. He just left, not even wanting the children. We don't know if he's alive or dead these days."
"I said it from the start: marriage should be about matching families. He wouldn't listen. After we allied with the Zhao family, our household has been nothing but bad luck. You said spending money would avert disaster, but now... the family is falling apart."
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