What's it like to have a humiliating relative?

I just feel humiliated and helpless, and I don't want others to know that I have something to do with him. Just like a cousin of mine, he likes to brag, but he always exposes himself, which is particularly embarrassing.

When he was young, he went to Guangzhou to work for several years. In fact, it is to go to other people's construction sites as migrant workers. After returning to his hometown, he boasted that he knew a big boss worth hundreds of millions, how to drink every day and how to live a good life in the city. Several villagers were moved and begged him to make a fortune with himself. He also readily agreed.

When he went to work again, he took a group of people, went to the construction site and found the foreman. The foreman was puzzled and asked him what was going on. He boasted that he knew the boss and asked the foreman to arrange work for his fellow villagers. As a result, he didn't know the boss at all. There was another conflict with the foreman and he was fired directly.

He found that the matter was serious and people went into hiding. Several fellow villagers couldn't find anyone, and the hundreds of dollars they brought out were used up, forcing them to almost beg for food. Several big boys slept under the bridge for several days, and for this matter, the villagers did not give him less trouble. Moreover, neither of their sons grinds people, and the eldest son is honest. He is still working outside at present.

The second son became an idle person, inherited his father's tradition of lying and bragging, and is currently working outside. He has been a demon for decades, making the villagers look down on his family. My cousin is honest, but because of my uncle, I can't get along well in the village, and everyone hates their home.

At the beginning of this year, he ran out to drink and talk nonsense again, and finally angered several people in the neighboring village. He was killed and left on the hillside. Later, when my aunt heard the news of passers-by, she went to carry him back. When he came back, he was a little sober, and his aunt nagged him not to drink or something.

At that time, he was furious and wanted to hit his cousin. It is said that he was hit a few times first, but his hand was not very strong. He beat him while cursing and picked up the knife next to the fireplace. My cousin was scared by him, too. When she saw him pick up a knife, she drew a firewood from a nearby firewood pile and punched him on the head. At that time, he went straight down.

After being beaten for a day or two, he was able to walk with his hands on the wall, and then he collapsed directly. His legs are shaking like a sunken ship, making it inconvenient to walk. He had to sit in his yard, his mouth crooked, his mouth leaking, his mouth drooling and he was a little out of his mind. I couldn't say it clearly afterwards. I have to pee. I'm ruined.