Quick Transmigration Hoarding: My Selfishness Leads to a Killing Frenzy

Chapter 478 The eldest brother who supports five younger siblings 1

That's a winning hand right from the start!

Orphaned, wealthy with a house, 1.83 meters tall, handsome, with a six-pack, a young man.

Tear it apart! Tear it apart!

The buff is fully stacked.

At the age of eighteen, one is full of vigor and vitality.

Of course...

Before the foam could even take flight...

There was a little baby at my feet, clinging to my pants leg and calling out, "Giggle! Giggle! Hungry...eat...eat..."

Looking down, oh dear! Where did this little thing come from?

With a splash of foam, he kicked her, sending her flying two meters away.

The baby fell heavily onto the door, spitting out a mouthful of blood, along with two small, sparse front teeth.

A gasp rang out.

Qingmo then noticed that the room was full of people!

Oh dear! Isn't this embarrassing?!

He gave a polite and appropriate smile, extended his right hand, and greeted the relatives and friends present.

"Hi! Auntie, Second Auntie, Uncle, Second Uncle, Uncles and Aunts, everyone!"

The group was stunned for a moment, then Auntie screamed.

"Guo Yu, are you crazy?"

She rushed over and picked up the baby, wearing ten-centimeter high heels.

"This is your own brother! How could you do this? How could you be so heartless?"

Qingmo's smile froze on her face, her right hand still awkwardly hanging in mid-air: "Oh! I was just spacing out, I thought there was a ghost crawling on my leg."

My second uncle stood up with a gloomy face, his 1.6-meter height exuding an imposing aura: "Your parents told you to take care of your younger brother and sister, and this is how you take care of them?"

The sixth child sobbed in his aunt's arms, his face smeared with blood and tears, yet he still reached out his little hand to Qingmo, giggling... giggling...

The little boy, whose speech was still unclear, was very dependent on his older brother.

But what about him?

Tsk tsk tsk! He's really a scoundrel.

Qingmo looked down at her right foot that had just kicked someone, thinking, "His pose must have looked pretty cool, right?"

The Chinese national football team's golden right foot belongs to none other than him!

"Speak up! Are you feeling guilty?" the uncle demanded sternly.

"I feel guilty?"

Qingmo looked away, put her hands in her pockets, tilted her head, and gave a sly smile.

"I've already said it wasn't intentional, Uncle, why are you still so unreasonable?"

The second uncle was so angry at his attitude that he trembled. At 1.6 meters tall, he could only reach Qingmo's shoulder when he jumped.

"Your parents have only been gone for a month, and this is how you treat the child they left behind?"

"How can we entrust our five younger siblings to you for upbringing?"

"Five?!" Qingmo's voice suddenly rose eight octaves, almost cracking.

He stared wide-eyed as he looked around. "Where are the other four hidden? Under the sofa?"

My second aunt stood up, wiping away her tears, and clapped her hands.

A bedroom door slowly opened.

A young boy with a buzz cut led three even younger girls out.

These five younger siblings range in age from over ten to just the one who was kicked away; the youngest is only three years old.

Qingmo's vision went black again and again.

If it weren't for these burdens, the original owner would have been a top-tier rich and handsome man.

Standing there...

Hahaha!

He gave a forced smile and said, "Second Uncle, since you think I can't raise it, why don't you take it back and raise it yourself?"

"I believe your second aunt won't mind."

As soon as these words were spoken, before the second uncle could even open his mouth, the children burst into tears!

"Waaaah... Big brother, don't you want us anymore?"

"Big brother, how can you abandon us?"

"Brother, have you forgotten what our parents told you?"

The children chattered away, one after another, putting their older brother in a very difficult position.

His second brother looked at him with an extremely disappointed expression, as if he had said something utterly rebellious.

"Take him back to raise him?"

My aunt's shrill voice, like fingernails scraping across a blackboard, screamed, "Guo Yu, are you out of your mind?!"

"These are all your parents' children, why should we raise them?"

"Now that your parents have passed away, it's only right that you take care of them. You won't become estranged from your family just because you've gotten into university, will you?"

Qingmo leaned against the wall casually, looking nonchalant.

"Second Aunt, I never said I wouldn't raise it. Haven't you been nagging me nonstop?"

"If you have a problem with me, then take it back and raise it. If you're not going to raise it, then shut up."

"Bastard!"

As the eldest brother and the most senior member of the family, the uncle considered himself the head of the household and was extremely dissatisfied with Qingmo's attitude.

He slammed his hand on the table with a loud "bang," his face trembling.

"Guo Yu! Look at the state you're in now!"

The uncle pointed at Qingmo's nose and cursed, "Your parents' bodies are barely cold, and this is how you treat their bloodline?"

Qingmo slowly picked at her ear, a mocking smile playing on her lips: "Uncle, you're so agitated, you wouldn't happen to be eyeing the inheritance my father left behind, would you?"

The eldest uncle's face instantly turned a deep shade of liver, and the second uncle quickly tried to smooth things over, saying, "Xiaoyu, we're only doing this for your own good..."

"For my own good?"

Qingmo suddenly stood up straight, her 1.83-meter height casting an oppressive shadow.

"Alright then, I'll distribute these little burdens, one to each of your uncles and aunts right now."

"You are responsible for taking care of them, but don't worry, I will provide them with their living expenses on time every month."

He walked up to his aunt, bent down and picked up the still sobbing sixth brother, saying, "Come on, your big brother will take you to your aunt's house, where you'll eat and drink well!"

Auntie was so startled that she backed away, her ten-centimeter heel snapping with a "crack": "No way! My place isn't big enough for me..."

"Then shut up."

Qingmo's eyes suddenly turned cold. "Either help me or get lost. Don't try to put on this family drama with me."

“My younger brother and sister-in-law are my parents’ children, and I have no obligation to support them. Since none of my uncles and aunts support them, they shouldn’t teach me how to raise children.”

“You all know I’m about to go to college, and you’re still forcing me to support them.”

"Excuse me, how do I raise it?"

"Should I tuck them under my armpits and bring them to class?"

These words made the uncle very uncomfortable; he thought the boy was utterly heartless.

"Guo Yu, you're wrong about that."

"Although your parents are dead, they left you 800,000 yuan in cash and two houses."

"You raised your younger siblings, isn't that your duty?"

“If you don’t support them, then take all the money out of them. You don’t deserve their inheritance.”

Upon hearing this, Qingmo scoffed, "Ha!"

"Uncle, what you're saying is ridiculous. What do you mean by 'left for me by my parents'?"

"Wasn't this left for us six siblings?"

You're saying I took this money?

"What? My younger siblings are only this age. Don't they need money? Do they have to eat shit to grow up?"

"When they grow up, will they ask me for a share of this money?"

"Are you going to say I took it all, and then divide it among them according to the 800,000 inheritance?"

"I'm not a victim of injustice!"

Yes, he is not a victim of injustice.

But the original owner was indeed this great traitor.