Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily)

Chapter 696 Hell Hath No Fury “Do you even deserve to be called human, you bunch? A trembling old man from the crowd couldn't hold back his emotions.

Being an elderly person himself, he understood the depths of despair that the deceased old lady must have felt.

Tears streamed down his face as he uttered vulgar words: “Your mother raised all four of you, but not a single one of you can take care of her!” “You're nothing but beasts, worse than animals! Your mother should have drowned you all in a bucket. when she gave birth to you!” “You're not human, you're society’s scum, garbage...” The old man continued his profanity-laden tirade, but his family quickly pulled him away, trying to shield him from the backlash that was brewing.

However, they couldn’t prevent the onslaught of insults from the surrounding people. The old lady’s children became the target of verbal abuse.

“Arrest them! Execute them!” “I can’t believe we have such neighbors. Just thinking about it makes me sick.” “Sigh, if only we had known earlier...” The sentence trailed off, leaving it unfinished.

What was it? Could it be that the neighbors were truly unaware of Daun’s mistreatment of his mother? Some were simply meddling too much, causing Daun’s wife to bear the brunt of the humiliation, unable to lift her head high.

Some were afraid to interfere, as they wondered what they could do. Could they take the old woman in and care for her themselves? Some even contacted the nursing home and had the community intervene, but it all ended in vain. The old lady continued to wander between her three sons’ homes, without a place to call her own.

Reality often proves to be more brutal than imagination.

Daun and his siblings kept their heads lowered, unable to find words to defend themselves.

But deep down, they harbored a strong sense of resentment.

None of them believed that they were responsible for their mother’s death.

-In fact, after watching the video, they were even more convinced that it was the fault of their other siblings.

Daun thought to himself, “If Tom and Shaun had opened the door, could our mother have died on his doorstep? How can they accuse me like this?” Tom believed he was unjustly implicated, thinking. “He’s suffering unfairly. If Daun and Shaun had opened the door, why would | be dragged into this? It wasn’t even my turn to take care of our mother this month!” Shaun seethed with anger, thinking. This is outrageous! Our mother has been crying outside everyone's door all night, and Daun can just refuse to open the door. What kind of heartless person does that?” Molly felt deeply aggrieved, thinking. They always say a daughter who is married off is like water thrown away. | am the epitome of injustice. If | had received a house in the city or even a plot of land in the village, | would never have neglected my mother. As a married woman living in my in-laws home. I'm also helpless, you know?” The children of the old lady were all arrested.

In the end, they were sentenced for abandonment, a crime that led to their own mother’s death.

Daun received a three-year sentence, while Tom and Shaun were sentenced to a year and a half each. Molly was given an eight- month sentence.

The neighbors who learned of the verdict couldn’t understand. How could such a serious offense result in such light sentences? But what left them speechless was the squabble among the daughters-in-law over who would handle the funeral arrangements for the elderly woman....

They found it inauspicious, especially since there was a typhoon and the weather was stormy with rain and strong winds-it seemed like too much trouble.

Lilly, who had already returned to Alfornada, felt a sense of gloominess. Daun and his siblings were despicable, but she hadn't expected their family members to be just as wicked.

“Don't they have children of their own? Aren't they afraid that they'll end up like this when they're old?” Lilly asked.

Bettany, who had long known about the situation, sighed as she patted Lilly's head. “We hope that bad people will meet their downfall, but in reality, the more selfish they are, the better they seem to fare.” It's like a crying baby always gets the milk.

In reality, there are many selfish elderly people who, for instance, dance in public squares without regard for disturbing others, or forcefully occupy basketball or soccer fields, even the roads. They live happily in their little worlds.

As for the insults hurled at them? Sorry, but for them, it means nothing-it doesn’t even reach their ears.

Their selfishness extends to their children, who are burdened by their demands and have no choice but to support and care for them... Examples of this abound.

“So that’s why there's the saying ‘no good deed goes unpunished?” Lilly asked.

Bettany pondered for a moment before answering. “Indeed, there are many such phenomena. Where there’s sunshine, there's also shadow. Where there's darkness, there's light. This society has its fair share of cold realities, but it also has heartwarming acts of love and mutual assistance. It depends on what you choose to see... what kind of person you choose to become.” Lilly nodded.

Although, however...

She couldn't help but feel unhappy.

She believed she could do something about it.

Her father had said, “No matter how frustrated you feel, never let it get to you!” +5 Bonus Inside the prison.

Daun impatiently stepped on the sewing machine, dragging his feet and slacking off. He didn’t care even if the guards criticized him.

After all, he was already here. He would be out in three years, so why bother working diligently? Who were they to make him do these menial tasks? What would happen if he refused to do them? After finishing with the sewing machine, Daun reluctantly moved on to assembling ballpoint pens. Growing increasingly impatient, he finally got a break during mealtime. He finished his meal and returned to his cell, immediately flopping onto his bed.

He didn’t bother with cleaning like the others. He had been beaten up before, but he had also fought back. Over time, nobody bothered to discipline him anymore.

Daun slept peacefully, arms crossed, making little grumbling sounds.

Life would be pretty good if he didn’t have to do those annoying little tasks. At home, he still had chores. to do, and he would be scolded by his wife.

It was peaceful here! Did those people outside think that sending him here for rehabilitation would make him repent and change his ways? When he gets out, shedding a few fake tears and saying he was wrong, what could they do to him.....

Daun thought about it as he drifted off to sleep.

However, this night was destined to be restless for him.

As Daun opened his eyes, he found himself standing in the Palace of the Ruler of Hell.

A person sat on the throne of the Ruler of Hell, his figure obscured by the light. Daun couldn't see clearly, but he sensed a towering presence.

A commanding and chilling voice spoke, “Daun, do you know what you did wrong?” Daun was bewildered, “What did | do wrong?” Wasn't he just sleeping? How did he end up in the Palace of the Ruler of Hell....

Just then, there was a loud crash, and Daun abruptly woke up, realizing it was all a dream.

“So it was just a dream...” Daun sighed.

Even the Ruler of Hell wanted to judge him? Initially, Daun felt a bit anxious, but now that he knew it was a dream, he wasn’t worried at all.

He turned over and quickly fell back asleep.

Well, well, he ended up in the Palace of the Ruler of Hell again.

Daun looked at the indistinct figure of the Ruler of Hell, who was feigning authority and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

He said. “Ruler of Hell if you're capable, come and judge me! Haha, | know this is a dream, I'm not scared at all.” From the mist of intertwining light and shadows, a pen emerged.

Daun was a bit puzzled, and then he heard the voice say, “Hmph... Go to hell!” Daun was curious.

Why did that voice sound like a child's... Dreams are truly strange.

However, in the next moment, Daun found himself in hell.

Not only him, but his siblings, Tom, Molly, and Shaun, were also there, all gathered together.

Perhaps because they thought it was a dream within their dreams, they were all acting arrogantly.

Shaun chuckled, “Daun, welcome to hell. Are you scared? You go first!” Tom said, “Haha, Daun, the heartless wolf, you killed our mother. If anyone deserves to go to hell, it's you.” Molly murmured. “What a nightmare... | don’t want to go down there. | want to have sweet dreams.” “I want sweet dreams... | want to eat roasted duck, | want to eat meat, and | want lots and lots of money to go shopping!” Standing before hell, she had no sense of awe, shouting nonstop.

These few siblings were completely oblivious to what they were about to face....