A Family of Three with a Kitchen Transmigrates to the 1960s

A short-tempered mom? A money-grubbing dad? A humorous trio of women were sent to the 1960s by a leaky electric kettle, bringing with them a kitchen that could infinitely replicate food and a space...

Chapter 21: Separation

"Second brother, what your mother did was wrong, but she is still your mother after all.

We've lived together as a family for so many years, and there have been times when things have clashed. It's inevitable that there will be conflicts when a family lives together. At this moment, you're not eating or drinking. Have you ever thought about how you'd survive if you separated? Isn't that courting death? I know your mother has pissed you off, but you must think twice about dividing the family."

Look, if it weren't for Guan Lao Er being controlled for decades, he wouldn't dare to resist. What old man Guan said is really insightful.

Yes, your family lives together in love, but that is at the expense of Guan Laoer's family's happiness! Without them working day and night like oxen and horses, can you still be a loving family?

They spoke as if they were worried that the four of them wouldn't be able to survive if they left their home. In this family, they never showed any care or attention to them or provided them with food.

"Dad, I've worked tirelessly for this family all these years, but have all of you treated me as a family member? Have you ever treated my family as human beings?"

Guan's father looked at every member of the Guan family in the room with his sharp eyes. Guan Dashan and his brothers lowered their heads in embarrassment and kept silent.

Shui Shui pouted and said that her fighting ability was too poor. She couldn't last long at all. She was completely exhausted after just two words from her father.

At this time, Grandpa Wu said to Old Man Guan, "Second brother, if the children want to divide up, then do so. Everyone is upset about what happened yesterday, and we really can't live under the same roof in the future."

This is a disguised reminder to Old Man Guan that if you don't divide the family, the second son's wife will go to the commune to sue Old Lady Guan for selling the child.

Seeing that his father was determined to divide the family property, with no room for negotiation, Old Man Guan pondered for a moment. Fine! Since he dared to leave, he'd have to learn how difficult it is out there. He'd be humbled after hitting a wall. Leaving was easy, but coming back—huh?—wasn't so easy. He'd have to agree to his terms before he could return.

Old Man Guan sighed: "Okay, then let's divide it."

Guan's father said calmly, "Tell me the conditions for agreeing to the separation."

Old man Guan lowered his head with a wry smile on his face, as if he was in a difficult situation, and he played the role of an old father who was forced to do nothing. After thinking for a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Let's talk about the food at home first. There are less than 200 kilograms of corn flour, more than 40 kilograms of black bean flour, about 200 kilograms of sweet potatoes, and more than 6 kilograms of rice. There are dozens of people in our family. We have to tighten our stomachs and eat until next spring. I will not share the food with you.

Then the room you live in now will be divided among you, along with everything in it.

Our family has many people and many expenses, and we haven't saved much money over the years. The third and fourth brothers and Guan Jiang have all paid a lot for their wives. Now Guan He is also about to marry, so I won't give you any money.

It’s almost the end of the year. This year, your work points and those of your second brother’s family will be counted as the family’s, but starting next year, they will be counted as your own.

Your mother and I are still strong and healthy, not yet at the point where we can't move and need someone to look after us. If we get sick in the future, you can take turns taking care of us, and the medical expenses will be shared equally by the six of you brothers."

He paused, then slowed down his speech and continued, "We're old and can't eat much anymore. Every year, give your mother and me 200 kilograms of coarse grains, 100 kilograms of fine grains, and 30 yuan. Four seasons of clothing and other things are fine if you have them, but not if you don't. Is that okay with you?"

Shui Shui almost laughed out loud. If you ask who is the most pretentious person in this family, it must be old man Guan.