chapter 3
Song junhyun
The so-called eldest son of the song family had a smile on his face and said, "Kim Taehyung, although you have the surname Kim, you are still abandoned here. Your real father is very rich and lives in the city. We plan to take you there so you can reunite with your family."
Song junhyun
"Since you will be enjoying a life of wealth, why don't you hand over the old woman's property to us? After all, it is the asset of our song family."
Taehyung listened to them, feeling nothing but coldness in his heart. It was they who misled him into thinking that living with the Kim family in the city would make his life easier, not knowing he would be married off immediately to gain their favor.
Kim Taehyung
He opened his mouth and narrowed his eyes at those hypocrites and said, "What if I don't want to give it to you?"
Everyone was taken aback by his response. None of them had really expected him to refuse.
Song junhyun
"Hehe, what right do you have to hold onto things that do not belong to you? When the old woman passed away, these things naturally became part of the Song family," the eldest son immediately shouted. "And don't forget that you were born to an unmarried mother. To put it bluntly, you are an unrecognized bastard."
Yes, from childhood to adulthood, this word seemed to be engraved in Taehyung's bones. Except for his grandmother, everyone in the Song family was polite to him but cursed him behind his back. Seeing that he remained silent, the youngest member of the James family rolled up his sleeves and angrily shouted,
Song Jiho
"Now that Grandma is dead, you have the guts to speak up? You eat so much food for nothing!"
The Song family, with the help of his grandmother, had continued their family gift in medicine for generations. Taehyung never met his grandfather, who died early, but Grandma song always complimented him as a great husband and father. When Grandma Song brought Taehyung home, she was met with opposition.
To prevent any mischief while away, Grandma song raised Taehyung as a alpha boy, ensuring he could defend himself when bullied. Now that Grandma was gone, these people no longer needed to pretend.
Song Jiho
"Why are you talking so much nonsense? Are we going to rob him? Can this kid handle us?" jiho stepped forward and made a move to grab him.
Kim Taehyung
Taehyung dodged to the other side and said with a frown, "Wait, I'll get it for you."
After speaking, he turned and walked straight to the memorial tablet. jiho looked at his brothers, feeling smug that he was the one to compel him to be obedient and bring out the family assets. The other two didn't say anything but also dropped their hypocritical masks, standing with their arms folded, watching Taehyung's movements.
Soon, a black box was taken out from behind the memorial tablet, and when the lid opened, it revealed a passbook. The three brothers' eyes lit up.
Song junhyun
Song junhyun was the first to reach out, "Give it to me. We need to verify that everything is here."
Kim Taehyung
Okay," Taehyung said, looking at him. As if he had forgotten his previous resistance, he obediently handed over the box and said in a soft voice, "Grandma didn't leave anything else valuable, only this passbook. Inside... there are two hundred thousand gold coins."
Song junhyun
At the end of his sentence, the number seemed to stretch infinitely, entering the ears of the three brothers like a roaring river. "Two hundred... a thousand?" junhyun stuttered, afraid he had misheard.
They had been jobless, working only menial jobs in the village for a lifetime and had never seen so much money. Seeing Taehyung nod honestly, Junhyun's mind buzzed with excitement, and his outstretched hand trembled slightly.
Kim Taehyung
"If you don't believe it, you can check," Taehyung said as he held the box as if he wanted to prove his innocence. he opened the last page of the passbook, revealing the shining numbers.
The long string of zeros almost blinded the eyes of the rural men. Junhyun stared at the book, drooling, but before he could touch the box, another big hand suddenly reached out from the side, and with a snap, grabbed the wooden box and snatched it away. After being reborn and abandoning his longing for family affection, Taehyung realized how foolish these people were. With just a little provocation, they became a chaotic mess.
A few minutes later, the brawl finally ended. Junhyun wiped the blood from his forehead, grabbed the box, and stood up, laughing heartily. But his joy lasted only three seconds before a bench flew through the air and hit him hard in the back.
Bang!
The powerful blow knocked Junhyun unconscious. Taehyung walked over, kicked him aside, picked up the box, and put it back in its place.
Kim Taehyung
he looked at the plaque with the golden bottom in front of him and smirked, muttering under his breath, "Grandma, have you seen the true faces of these people?"
Kim Taehyung
No one took care of you when you were alive, and even after you died, your things shouldn't be given to them, even if it's to feed the dogs, right?" he wiped the box carefully with a cloth, his movements gentle and cautious.
Just as he was about to close the box, he felt something strange. His hand involuntarily reached inside. It was as if something was drawing him in, and when he snapped out of it, he realized he was holding a completely black box.
Grandma song had been a genius village doctor, and Taehyung had acquired his skills in medicine from her. Grandma Song had cured many diseases in the village. As Taehyung turned around, he saw half of Junhyun's face covered in blood with a fierce expression.
Song junhyun
"I knew it, a little bastard like you with no manners had bad intentions." The threat of death and excessive blood loss had driven him mad. He picked up the firewood chopper in his hand and fiercely swung it toward Taehyung. "How dare you touch what's supposed to be mine? I'll kill you!"
The swing was fast and urgent, and Taehyung was too close to the altar behind him to avoid it. Seeing that the blade was about to strike and blood would soon be spilled, Taehyung's heart pounded like a drum.
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