"Dad?!"
The exclamation drew all eyes in the room.
Then, everyone froze.
The hands that were pulling at their siblings' clothes didn't know whether to let go.
Who else could be sitting up on the bed but their father?
I'm scared, I'm scared. Just thinking about a dead person suddenly waking up gives me goosebumps.
Damn it, why did I have to watch this alone at home?!
No, you're not alone. Think about the sounds under the bed, the sounds on the ceiling.
The deceased suddenly sat up.
Even the viewers through the screen felt a chill; it was too eerie.
But that didn't stop them from enjoying others' misfortune!
Seeing the three siblings' terrified expressions, the viewers in the live stream were ecstatic.
They spat out watermelon seeds and rubbed the goosebumps off their arms.
Old Man: Surprised, huh? I'm back from the dead!
Streamer: Want to beat someone up? Consider it done!
Hahaha, I'm laughing so hard my brother's teeth fell out!
Life is full of surprises, aren't you surprised and unexpectedly delighted?
At first, seeing the whole family cry so professionally, they were lamenting the helplessness of life, old age, sickness, and death.
Midway, the tone shifted, and as these people started fighting over the inheritance, the viewers became engrossed in the drama.
By now, they were completely immersed.
If they were the old man, wouldn't they give them a good beating before leaving?
One beating isn't enough, so two?
Seeing their father suddenly wake up, the three siblings were still a bit dazed.
The doctor had already confirmed he was dead.
What,
What's going on?
A final burst of energy?
But they had never heard of someone having a final burst of energy after death.
Could this final burst of energy be delayed?
Hmph!
The old man's face was stern, his imposing aura sweeping across the room as he berated, "What are you all doing?!"
The three siblings forced smiles and retracted their hands from where they were gripping others.
They stood obediently.
"Nothing, Dad, we were just messing around."
If their old man found out they were fighting over the inheritance, he would break their legs.
"Your father is dying, and you still have the energy to mess around?"
The old man didn't expose them and put on a stern face.
"Messing around? What nonsense! Get down on your knees!"
Bang, bang, bang!
The three pairs of children knelt down in unison.
Their bodies were stiff, not daring to incur the old man's wrath.
They hadn't dared to disobey their father when he was young.
Now that their father had returned from the dead, it sent shivers down their spines.
They didn't even dare to make a sound.
The entire room fell silent.
The old man got out of bed and walked in front of his kneeling children.
He raised his hand and forcefully tapped their heads.
"Serves you right for messing around!
Serves you right for causing trouble!
Your father isn't dead yet!
Serves you right for fighting over my house!"
Each of his children felt as if their heads had been hit hard by something.
They winced in pain.
But they dared not say anything, nor could they dodge or look up at their father's expression.
The viewers in the live stream began to cheer for the old man.
"Good job hitting them! Keep fighting over it, if you dare!!"
Old Man: "I'll just watch you pretend. I'll still hit you as I should."
"The old man is mighty!"
After tapping each of them, the old man held his waist and began to pant.
He had to return to his sickbed.
He knew his time was running out.
So, he announced to his kneeling children by the bedside:
"After I die, 90% of all my inheritance will be donated to charity."
The old man's voice was firm.
Rather than letting these unaccomplished children fight over the inheritance and squander it all,
He'd rather use it for good deeds.
He had already met the ghost messengers from the underworld.
This proved that hell truly existed.
By giving away his money, he might be able to accumulate some merit and be reborn into a good family.
"The remaining 10% will be left for Nannan and the others. When they come of age, this will be their startup capital. None of you are allowed to claim it!"
"Do you hear me?!"
As soon as the old man finished speaking, the three pairs of children looked up in unison.
Their eyes widened, and they looked at him in disbelief.
"Dad! We're your biological children!"
"How could you bear to leave all the money to outsiders! The children still need to go to school!"
"Dad, have you lost your mind? That's tens of millions!"
The old man snorted, unwavering.
"You're all united now!
My money is being used for charity and good deeds, that's not giving it to outsiders!
As for Nannan and the others, whether they use that money for starting a business or for their daily lives, I've kept it for them.
As for their schooling..."
The old man glared and roared domineeringly.
"If I have to pay for everything, what do I need you parents for?!"
At these words, the children instantly cowered.
They wanted to say something, but they were intimidated by the old man's imposing demeanor and dared not speak.
They were afraid that if they offended the old man, they would lose even the 10% for the children.
"Alright, that's it. I've recorded everything and sent it to Lawyer Chen. The money will be kept in the bank from now on. None of you try anything funny!"
With that, the old man let out a sigh.
He felt like he was exhaling more than inhaling.
He held on to his last breath and beckoned to his grandchildren beside him.
When the children came closer, the old man patted their heads.
"When Grandpa is sleeping, you must not be lazy with your studies."
The innocent children nodded, "We'll study hard, Grandpa! You rest well too and get out of the hospital soon!"
"Mm, good kids~"
The old man smiled, not explaining anything to the children.
He wouldn't be getting out of the hospital this time.
This time, the old man lay down and truly passed away.
He never woke up again.
Above the hospital bed,
The old man thanked Jiang Lin, "Thank you, Lord Wuchang!"
Jiang Lin nodded, seeing the resentment that was about to form on the old man's body slowly dissipate.
His last breath had been exhaled.
He didn't say much and led the way out.
"Let's go, it's time to move on."
The old man took one last look at the room behind him, this time without any reluctance.
Feeling light, he followed Jiang Lin away.
In the hospital room,
After the old man lay down this time, the three siblings, perhaps afraid he would "rise from the dead" again,
Didn't cause any more trouble. Instead, they called the doctor and prepared for the funeral.
There was nothing left to fight over; the old man had already allocated his inheritance.
As for other matters, they would deal with them after burying the old man.
What if there was another final burst of energy...
They would be scared to death.
So, it's best not to be greedy. I'm not greedy; the numbers in my bank account have never exceeded five figures.
Old Man: "Keep fighting over it? Look at you all fighting now, I haven't left a single cent for you!"
Will those tens of millions really go to charity? That would be a great thing.
The old man seemed very fond of money. Now that he's so generous, could it be because he met the streamer?
I think so too.