In the 21st century, Chen Qingqing transmigrated to become cannon fodder in Nanshan Village of the Great Ning Dynasty. In a year of famine and a waning moon, her wicked grandmother, to support her ...
Chapter 12: Division
The vicious expression on Mrs. Chen's face immediately froze and turned into a smile.
She had added this condition on a whim.
Let alone the New Year, even if I give them that little bit of rice bran, I guess they won't be able to survive for five days. Then she will have to come to me and beg me for help, right?
"Okay, that's settled."
Seeing that there were no more objections, Wu Baoan continued, "Zhanshan, Qing girl, you should all know that life is tough these days.
Based on the number of people, your family can only get half a bag of rice bran and two cow sheds, and you have to give one or two taels of silver to the old man Chen and his wife as a tribute every year.
If you think it's reasonable, I'll write the separation document right away, and it'll take effect as soon as you put your handprint on it."
Just as Chen Qingqing was about to agree, she heard a burst of "cluck, cluck, cluck" sounds coming from the Chen family's chicken coop.
She was delighted and raised her face, "The division of the family property must be done clearly and explicitly. The four big hens in the chicken coop have always been caught by Xiaohan and me to eat insects. Two of them must be given to my family."
Old Lady Chen glared at me and snorted disdainfully, "You little bitch, you're so shameless! You're lucky to have a place to live, and you're even thinking of dividing up my property. You're dreaming. Let me tell you, those four chickens are for my youngest son to nourish his body. Don't even think about taking them."
Chen Han licked his lips and said with tears in his eyes, "Grandma, you are biased. Those four chickens are raised by my sister and me. Why should you give the eggs to my third uncle?"
"You little bastard, you still want to eat eggs? You're not even worthy of eating shit."
Seeing his younger brother Chen Han looking aggrieved, Chen Qingqing felt a pang of anxiety.
Every time my younger brother said he had never eaten eggs, Old Mrs. Chen would say, "When your third uncle passes the imperial examination and the family becomes rich, I will definitely let you taste what eggs taste like."
Four hens mean four eggs a day. Old Mrs. Chen has never met such a small request. She is really a complete evil old woman.
Looking at that half bag of rice bran, it’s great, it’s just right for a snack for my family tonight.
Without saying a word, she rushed into the kitchen, picked up a kitchen knife, and went straight to the chicken coop. With a flick of the knife, the two chickens were beheaded and died without even a plop.
"Here, I'll make stew for you tonight."
Chen Han took the hen, his eyes full of admiration, "Sister, you are so majestic."
Chen Qingqing said proudly, "That's right, from now on just follow me, I guarantee you'll have meat to eat every day."
"real?"
"Of course it's true. I never lie."
The chicken blood that spurted out instantly splashed all over Old Lady Chen's face, frightening her so much that she trembled all over. She pointed at her with a trembling finger and stammered, "You, you damned girl, you want to die? That's a chicken that lays eggs."
Chen Qingqing was not used to her bad habits. She blew the blood off the kitchen knife and said coldly,
"What's wrong with the egg-laying chickens? I didn't kill them all just to give you face. If you think I killed too few, I don't mind killing the other two and stewing them for meat."
"You, you, you dare!"
Everyone was so frightened by her sudden action that they had no time to stop her.
At this moment, Chen Qingqing's eyes were so cold and terrifying that everyone present couldn't help but shiver. They all kept silent, fearing that she would chop them with a knife.
Chen Qingqing didn't want to pay any more attention to Old Lady Chen and didn't even glance at her.
"Okay, Uncle Lizheng, you can start writing documents now."
"Okay!" Wu Baoan sighed deeply, then said to Chen Zhancai, "Zhancai, go get some pen, ink, paper, and inkstone."
"Oh, I'll go right away."
Chen Zhancai turned around and quickly moved the paper, pen, and table he had prepared long ago to the yard.
Wu Baoan dictated and he wrote it down.
...After consultation with my parents, we have decided to divide the family property equally. From today on, the eldest son, Chen Zhanshan, will establish his own family. All records are impartial and selfless. After the division, each of us will pursue our own careers and not conspire against each other. No regrets or disputes are allowed. I am afraid that I will have no basis for future support. This is written as a proof...
Old Mrs. Chen was so heartbroken when she saw the two old hens having their heads chopped off that her back teeth were broken with anger.
She gave her eldest son a vicious look.
You disobedient and unfilial bastard, you dared to disobey your parents' orders for the sake of that dead girl.
What an ungrateful ungrateful person. If she knew he was this kind of person, she should have strangled him to death when he was born, so she wouldn't have to get so angry. It really pissed her off...
The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she became. The more aggrieved she became, the angrier she became. Her eyes blazed with fire, and she suddenly stood up.
"Wait a minute, Li Zheng, this thing can't be written like this."
Everyone was stunned.
Wu Baoan frowned, looking puzzled. "Auntie, do you have anything else to add?"
"I don't have anything to add. I just thought about it again and felt that dividing the family would be too easy for them.
Since my eldest son is unfaithful and unfilial, I will pretend that I never gave birth to this son and I will completely cut off all ties with him and his family.
Village head, you are doing me a disservice and writing a letter of severance."
"Auntie, you're so confused. How can you break off relations with your own son?" Wu Baoan shook his head and waved his hands repeatedly. "You'd better think about this matter carefully."
"There's nothing to consider. It's settled."
Chen Zhanshan's heart was broken. His mother didn't like him at all and wanted to break off the relationship with him. He was so upset that he couldn't say a word...
Chen Zhancai was confused and hurried forward to persuade her, "Mom, what are you doing? Why are you breaking off the relationship?"
"Mom, are you so angry that you've lost your mind? You should think twice before doing anything." Liu Fengjiao was so anxious that she stomped her feet. If the engagement was broken off, how could she sell the daughter of the old family?
"Don't talk, I know my limits." After saying this, Mrs. Chen glanced at her eldest son and asked through gritted teeth, "Big brother, considering our mother-son relationship, I'll give you another chance.
If you are willing to marry Qing to Li the Butcher, I will still acknowledge you as my son. Think carefully about it. In such a year, how long can you survive on your own? If you insist on not changing your ways, it will be too late to regret it later."
Old Man Chen, who had been silent for a long time, sighed deeply, "Zhanshan, your mother is right. Think about it carefully. Our family's good days are still to come.
Your third brother is smart and talented. He will surely bring honor to our family in the future. When he becomes a high-ranking official, you will also be able to benefit from his achievements and live a life of luxury.
If you insist on doing it your own way, don't even think about asking your third brother to help you!"
Chen Zhanshan's heart was pierced by a knife. "Dad, is the third brother's future really more important to you than Qing Yatou's life? If he takes a year off this year, everything can be solved. Why are you forcing me like this?"
Old Lady Chen spat on the ground viciously. "Bah! Your daughter is not as important as your third brother's future. She's just a money-loser, why would you be reluctant to give her up? As the saying goes, if a girl is outgoing, she should be buried outside her home. Why don't you understand this?"
Chen Zhanshan closed his eyes in despair, tears streaming down his cheeks uncontrollably, "Mother, if you want to break off the engagement, your son will do as you wish."
Chen Qingqing's face darkened as she sneered, "This overwhelming wealth should be left to you guys to enjoy. We can't afford it."
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