He Yushen ignored these words and only said, "Repairing the house is only a temporary solution. Why don't we just demolish the house and rebuild a big seven-story building?"

"Each person has one floor, and we'll make it bigger so that there's enough room for the children."

"And the house is so tall, it's unique in the village."

Old Mrs. He and her sisters-in-law's eyes lit up.

"The seventh floor? That's great!"

"But this money..."

They can't come up with the money.

It would be best if He Yushen paid for it all by himself.

He Yushen grabbed her hand and said with a righteous expression, "I'll pay for it with my five brothers."

"After all, each person has their own floor, so everyone has to contribute money and effort."

"As for the floor where you and my dad live, we'll book it."

"It's like we're paying an extra layer of money, which can cost quite a bit."

"So, am I filial enough?"

Old Mrs. He opened and closed her mouth, unsure how to respond.

She looked at her other five sons.

All five sons looked troubled.

A seven-story building, that would cost a fortune, they don't have the money.

Even if they had the money, they wouldn't be willing to spend it.

He Yushen said he would pay for the first floor, which means she and the old man would live on the first floor for free without having to pay anything.

Old Mrs. He was somewhat tempted.

But fearing his sons' opposition, he was about to ask He Yushen for money when He Yushen said...

"Mom, a seven-story house, think about it, it's one of a kind in the village, isn't it?"

"And if the yard were made bigger, it would be a big villa."

"It will be easier for your grandsons to find wives in the village in the future."

"All five brothers have sons. Shouldn't they contribute money to build a big villa for their sons?"

"It wouldn't make sense if word got out, would it?"