"But you've all grown up and have your own children. I, the old man, have decided to divide the property between you today. From now on, you can distribute the money you earn among yourselves. You don't have to hand it over to me."

"See the two small courtyards next to the Sang Mansion? One for each of you two brothers. Don't accuse me of favoritism. This old Sang house is close to you, so remember to come back and visit often." Father Sang's eyes reddened as he finished speaking. The children have grown up, and now that the family is better off, they all want to live independently. So, let's split up.

Ever since Old Man Sang took over, the Sang family has been getting better and better. If nothing else, he truly considers everyone and tries his best to treat everyone equally at home.

Sang Mu and Sang Huo lowered their heads, listening intently. Neither brother spoke. It wasn't that their parents were bad; it was just that their wives didn't get along with their mothers. Living separately was fine. It wasn't far away, anyway. It was right next door. If their parents needed help, they wouldn't be far away.

"Before we fled the famine, we had saved over fifty taels of silver. You two brothers each had twenty-five taels. Later, little Sang Jin gave us another nine hundred taels. Neither I nor I touched the silver here. We plan to return it all to little Sang Jin. After all, this is my granddaughter's money."

"Dad, you don't have to give us the money that Xiaojin gave to you as a filial gift. Just keep it all with you. Just give some to my second brother. We, the eldest family, can't use it." Sangmu said honestly.

Their family really couldn't use it. The space ring Xiao Jin had given him contained a lot of spirit stones. He couldn't even use so many spirit stones for cultivation.

Father Sang thought, "The eldest wife now has a lucky little one. She has everything she wants. She really doesn't need it. Since the eldest wife doesn't want it herself, then let's give some to the second child." This is also a way of asking for the children's opinions. You can't say he's partial.

"Grandpa, just divide it up boldly. We all have no objection. The things I gave to you and grandma before were originally to show my filial piety to you. The eldest house has everything it needs. Although we are dividing the family, we just live separately, but the affection between us cannot be divided." Sang Jin was afraid that her grandfather would really take back the things she had given away.

"Then give 400 taels to the second son, and leave 100 taels for your youngest sister. She suffered so much when she got married. Now that we're not short of money, let's make her life a little easier." This was what Father Sang and Old Lady Zhuang had discussed. If they returned all the money to the eldest son, they could go to the city and exchange a few spirit stones for silver notes. They could give some to the second and youngest sons.

"Those spirit stones are Xiao Jin's supplies for the village, so I won't be distributing them. If the second and youngest sons need spirit stones for cultivation, just ask me directly. Finally, we'll divide up the belongings. Since we fled the famine, the Sang family didn't have much to share. These are things Xiao Jin bought for us in other cities. I've taken out the second son's belongings separately." Father Sang still cared more about the second wife. After all, the first wife no longer needed their care.

After the Sang family officially divided up their property, only Old Man Sang and Old Lady Zhuang were left in the huge house, and it became a little quiet.

"It's too late today, you should go back and clean up early. Remember to come over for dinner later," said Mrs. Zhuang. The locks on these houses are broken, so I'll have to go to the city to buy a new one someday. Then I'll buy some paint and repaint the house.

Only a corner of the Sang family's old house has been cleaned out, which is enough for two people to stay for one night.

Taking advantage of the moonlight, Sang Jin took out two candles from the space and handed them to his second uncle.

"Uncle, Aunt. It's getting dark now, you guys can use it first."

"Thank you, little lucky star. Just like mother said, you are truly the lucky star of our Sang family. You have everything you need." Fang accepted the candle graciously. She was just worrying about the darkness and didn't know what to do. Then her little niece brought the candle.

This is a precious item, and they usually light oil lamps. But they don't light them often, and usually fall asleep as soon as it gets dark.

This was the first time she'd ever held so much money in her hands. They'd have to buy a carriage, a cow, and some chicks to raise. She hadn't expected happiness to come so suddenly. She wouldn't have to spend all day with her mother-in-law, feeling so stressed.

"Second Aunt, if it's not enough, just tell me. I have plenty here," Sang Jin said. She already had plenty in her space, didn't she? She had emptied the treasury of a city lord. These were just cheap candles, so she could have as many as she wanted.

It wasn't that she was stingy and only took out two, but Mrs. Zhuang also had more than a dozen in her space ring. She probably forgot to divide them up, so she took two for the second wife to use first.

After dividing the property, Sangmu led his wife and children back to their own courtyard early. Since it was getting dark, they decided to clean a random room first. They would all squeeze in and then continue cleaning the entire courtyard tomorrow at dawn.

The Su siblings were also assigned to the same courtyard, while the Mu family also had their own courtyard. They were all not far from the Sang family. Father Sang knew they had a special relationship with little Sang Jin, so he assigned them to the same street.

The Li family naturally had a courtyard. It was pitch dark, so Li Jingyu pulled out two large night-shining pearls to illuminate the room. The Li couple's eyes widened. Was their master really that wealthy?

After Shengdan Village stabilized, Li Jingyu's relationship with the Li couple officially returned to that of master and servant. With two people taking care of the yard, he had less to worry about. Besides learning to cook, he didn't know how to do the usual cleaning and tidying. His junior apprentice had always helped him with that.

The next morning, October 1st.

The villagers of Shengdan Village were up and back to work. The main problem was that the houses had been uninhabited for years and many of them were in disrepair. There were holes in the roofs, half-collapsed pig pens, and some with nothing inside except beds. Almost every window was unusable and needed to be papered over.

As the weather gradually turns cooler, repairing windows and roofs becomes the top priority for every household.

"Fellow villagers, the village chief invites you all to gather under the large apricot tree in the village. We have something to discuss." Sangmu shouted with all his might, and his voice, carried along with his spiritual energy, reached every resident of Shengdan Village. This shouting alone was incredibly energy-intensive. It seemed he needed to practice controlling his spiritual energy more.

In the village stands a massive apricot tree, seemingly reaching to the heavens. It stands in stark contrast to the dilapidated village. The tree is located directly in front of two streets, in the opposite direction of the village entrance.

There is a large square here, which can accommodate tens of thousands of people. It is larger than the area of ​​two streets in the entire village.