Chapter 290 Sons Are Better Than Daughters


    As soon as Miss y got home, she received a call from the cemetery.


    She felt skeptical about it.


    How could the price drop to 370,000 dors in less than an hour?


    Something must have happened!


    The person who called her said enthusiastically, "I''ve been begging the manager all morning! You


    should hurry here and buy it quickly or else it''ll be sold out. You shouldn''t miss out on such a great


    deal! I''ll reserve it for you!"


    Miss y was silent.


    She said cautiously, "I''ll go over and think about it,"


    After she finished speaking, she hung up the phone.


    When her younger brother heard it, he was anxious, "Why would you wanna think about it, ire? Just


    buy it, it''ll be sold outter!"


    "You''ll save 200,000 dors and you don''t need to borrow money anymore. You can even buy me a car


    with the remaining cash!"


    Miss y stood up and said in exhaustion, "I''ll go by myself, you don''t have to go,"


    But her brother stood up immediately, "No way, we''re buying a burial plot for Dad… I''m his son, how


    can I not go with you?"


    Miss y did not want to talk to him, so she left.


    They saw their parents return from a walk as they went downstairs. Their father asked, "Why are you


    going out again?"


    Miss y was silent, and her brother replied, "Everything''s fine, don''t worry about us,"


    Their mother looked at Miss y, "What''s wrong, ire?"


    ire replied, "It''s nothing, Mom. We''ll get the groceries on the back. You should head back first!"


    They left after they were done talking.


    A few old men and women were strolling nearby and said, "Your kids are filial, where are they going?"


    ire''s father shook his head and smiled, "I think they''re off to Greenhill Cemetery to buy a burial plot


    for me,"


    Everyone in themunity knew that he had cancer andforted him, "Don''t think about it too much,


    your children were so busy when you were hospitalized. They even paid for the medical bills. You have


    such a filial son, he must''ve been looking for a good ce for you,"


    The group of old men and olddies were calm when they talked about death. So, they joked about it.


    "Greenhill Cemetery is a great ce. Many wealthy people rest at that ce. You''re really lucky to


    have such a son..."


    "Your son is so capable!"


    ire''s father enjoyed the envy and admiration of others, and he was in a good mood.


    Of course, he would not say that his daughter paid for his medical bills, and she was the one who took


    care of him in the hospital.


    ire''s mother endured it and kept quiet and dragged him away.


    When they got home, the olddy could not helpining, "ire did so much for you and you


    never talked about her. Why do you always talk about your son?"


    The old man was unhappy, "Isn''t Ken a good son as well?"


    To him, everything ire did for him was what she was supposed to do as a daughter. However, he still


    thought that he had a great son although he only visited him asionally.


    He did not know that his son would not visit him if not many people knew that he had cancer!


    Not only did his son visit him at the hospital, but he even showed him around. None of his friends could


    match him.


    The olddy frowned, "I''m not saying that Ken is a bad son. It''s just that ir was the one who took


    care of you. She even stayed up to help you and delivered your meals when she was working,"


    ir was afraid that her mother would be too tired to take care of her father, so insisted on going to the


    hospital at night instead.


    Her mother suggested that the siblings take turns watching over their father at night. However, Ken


    said that he would be too tired to work the next morning if he had to do so.


    What he meant was to make his mother go instead of him since he assumed taking care of his father at


    night meant spending the night at the hospital.


    The old man also thought it was the same thing.


    Eventually, ire could not bear her mother to watch over him at night. So, she took care of her father


    instead.


    "Don''t you think ire would be sad if she heard what you said earlier?"


    She would have exposed his lies earlier if it was not for his cancer. However, she was afraid that his


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    condition would worsen if she did so.


    The old man disagreed, "Isn''t this what a daughter should do? Don''t talk about this nonsense when you


    see them in the neighborhood. What would happen if they knew Ken came from a poor family? Would


    they let him marry their daughter?"


    The olddy was disappointed and remained silent.


    She thought that her son was not married yet. If they knew Ken waszy, ipetent, and refused to


    take care of his terminally ill father, they would not dare to marry him… That would only cause her


    daughter to shoulder more burden.


    However, she could not help nagging, "Did you know how exhausted ire was? You didn''t even


    wanna hire a maid to take care of you,"


    The old man replied, "Why should I hire a maid? Do you want others to think that we don''t have a


    daughter?"


    The olddy kept quiet.


    She was speechless.


    She muttered angrily, "You fool!"


    No one could see that there was a ghost coiled around the old man''s head.


    He chuckled and mocked her, "That''s right, I''m a fool!"


    He loved his family of fools.


    His son was a fool for not being grateful to his parents,zy, and had too many demands.


    Both of them were fools as they thought their daughter was capable to live a good life. So, they


    assumed it was right for her to help her brother.


    ire was the most foolish among them. She knew that her family were parasites and thought that her


    parents were always right. They convinced her that Ken was ignorant and had no choice but to depend


    on her. She went nuts taking care of her family.


    She was foolish, but ire''s father liked it that way. After the old man died, the ghost would cling to


    ire.


    The ghost sighedfortably and hummed a tune.


    …


    Meanwhile, the Crawford family had already moved their graves to an ordinary cemetery.


    The sales manager of the ordinary cemetery was dumbfounded.


    A few days ago, the sales manager of Greenhill Cemetery bragged about how well his performance


    was, themission he earned, and the new car he bought with it.


    He even bragged about the Crawford family''s grave bringing him business. As long as they did not


    move their grave, he would not need to worry about business anymore.


    Eventually, the Crawford family came here today.


    The sales manager of the ordinary cemetery, Mr. Zeke was terrified and invited a priest over.


    He made early preparations.


    Everything happened too quickly and the tombstone needed to be customized. So, the tombstone was


    not ready yet.


    Mr. Zeke wiped off his sweat and said, "Mr. Anthony, the tombstone… Isn''t ready yet..."


    Anthony said, "That''s fine, just get it done by 4 p.m.,"


    Mr. Zeke nodded repeatedly, "Of course, sir,"


    Lilly suddenly said, "Wait a minute,"


    She looked at the ancestor who followed her.


    Those priests were not professional and she was holding her ancestor''s hand on their way there.


    Lilly asked what kind of tombstone her ancestor wanted along the way.


    Her ancestor said he wanted the tombstone to be shaped like a cloud.


    As for the other ancestors... the ancestor stated ten different designs at once since he would be looking


    at them after that…


    Lilly counted, "The ancestor said he wants a cloud-shaped grave because he was tired of looking at


    rectangles. He also said that great-great-great grandpa wanted a flower tomb, as for his wife, she


    wanted a phoenix and great-great grandpa wanted a dragon…"