Before Zhou Fugui could say anything, Zhou Dazhu praised him, "Bingchen is still a man with a vision. The price of rice is only 1.2 cents per catty now. If the yield of 100 catties of millet is 68%, 200 catties is 136 catties, which is a little over 16 yuan. Uncle Fugui, you have made a lot of money!"

Zhou Fugui originally wanted to play the victim to Zhou Bingxing so that Zhou Bingchen would agree to give him more money for retirement.

After hearing what Zhou Dazhui said, Zhou Fugui's words of objection got stuck in his throat and he couldn't utter them.

Zhou Dazhui didn't care whether Zhou Fugui looked happy or not. He just buried his head and wrote quickly.

It's a family division! It has to be fair on the surface, right?

Zhou Bingqiang and Zhou Bingxing give Zhou Bingchen 200 kilograms of millet as pension every year. They can't ask Zhou Bingchen to pay two or three times, or even four or five times as much, right?

Nowadays, all the documents for dividing property are handwritten.

The parents and sons each have a copy, and the village keeps a copy for archive.

Even though Zhou Dazhu was used to writing, his fingers were still sore from exhaustion after writing five documents on the division of the family property.

"Uncle Fugui, take a look. If there is nothing wrong with it, please sign and put your fingerprints on it!" Zhou Dazhu rubbed his fingers and handed the family division documents to Zhou Fugui and Zhou Bingqiang, saying.

Zhou Bingchen took a quick look, signed his name without saying a word, and put a fingerprint behind his name.

Zhou Fugui and his two sons hesitated for a moment, but finally signed.

Zhou Fugui thought very clearly that since it had come to this, even if the family remained together, the affection between the family members could never go back to what it was before.

It would be better to divide the family first, and then find a way to get more money from Zhou Bingchen later.

Zhou Dazhu put away the paper, pen and archived documents, stood up and said, "Uncle Fugui, the work is done. I have something else to do at the brigade headquarters, so I'll leave first."

"Captain, come to my house for dinner tonight! Bingchen just happened to be back, and I asked my second sister to kill a chicken. There is also a bottle of Erguotou at home. Good food goes well with good wine. Let's have a couple of drinks tonight." Zhou Fugui smiled warmly at Zhou Dazhui.

Zhou Fugui is very concerned about his reputation.

Zhou Bingchen rarely went home, so before Zhou Fugui went out for a walk, he asked Ding Ermei to kill a chicken.

It's already been stewed, and the whole house is filled with the aroma of chicken. It's really mouth-watering.

"No, uncle. I have guests at home tonight, so I won't come." Zhou Dazhu smacked his lips and declined reluctantly.

Secretary Lin of the commune called Zhou Dazhu this morning and said that he would bring a friend to Zhou Dazhu's house tonight and wanted to ask Zhou Dazhu for help with something.

Zhou Dazhu was just trying to climb up!

Secretary Lin and his friend didn't say what time they would arrive, so Zhou Dazhu must be waiting at home.

Not to mention Zhou Fugui's stewed chicken tonight, even if they stewed phoenix meat, Zhou Dazhui would not come.

"Captain, let me see you off. I'm sorry for the trouble you've had today." Zhou Dazhui politely saw Zhou Dazhui out the door.

Zhou Bingchen didn't try to grab it and went back to his room.

Zhao Zhenzhu is still waiting for news in the house!

Zhou Bingchen planned to go back to the house to "ask for credit" from Zhao Zhenzhu.

Who made Zhou Bingxing want to trick him?

He was shameless and shabby, saving 100 yuan out of the 120 yuan a year pension. There was a loophole in the division document, which Zhou Bingchen saw but deliberately did not remind him.

Hahaha······

Why does it feel so good to take advantage? No wonder Zhou Bingqiang and his friends liked to take advantage so much in the past.

After Zhou Bingchen left happily, Zhou Bingqiang and Zhou Bingxing looked at each other, each seeing a hint of regret in the other's eyes.

If it weren't for Zhou Fugui's "jar of gold bars", Zhou Bingqiang and Zhou Bingxing would not have agreed to split the family business like this even if they risked offending Zhou Dazhui.

"Brother, why don't we tell the third brother the truth? Why does he get the same amount of pension as us? He should get more." Zhou Bingxing said angrily.

Zhou Bingxing was very unconvinced.

Back then, if Zhou Bingchen had not been kind enough to be picked up and raised by his parents, he might have starved to death.

This is a life-saving grace!

Zhou Bingchen will never be able to repay him in his entire life.

When Zhou Bingchen found out about his life experience, if he didn't pay more for his retirement, the villagers would drown him with their spit.

"No, second brother, don't make dad unhappy." Zhou Bingqiang hurriedly stopped him.

Don't be fooled by Zhou Fugui's hunched shoulders and slumped back, looking like a coward. In fact, when Zhou Fugui gets angry, he is very scary.

Zhou Bingqiang saw it once when he was a child and he still feels scared.

"Brother, are you speaking for the third brother?" Zhou Bingxing asked with a sullen face.

"Second brother, I'm not speaking for the third brother, I'm speaking for you! The family division documents are still hot. If you go to the third brother now to ask for an increase in your parents' pension, it would be strange if he agrees." Zhou Bingqiang said.

"Brother, mom and dad will live with you from now on. If you get more money from the third brother, you can use more in the future!" Zhou Bingxing was very angry.

He was wholeheartedly thinking about his elder brother, but his elder brother didn't appreciate it.

"Second brother, I don't want to take advantage of the third brother, and I advise you not to look for trouble. The third brother is not someone you can easily mess with. If you go looking for trouble with him, be careful that he might beat you up." After Zhou Bingqiang finished speaking, he didn't want to talk to his stupid brother anymore and went back to the house.

After standing there for a few seconds, Zhou Bingxing returned to the house dejectedly.

According to the Zhou family's rules, women are not eligible to participate in major family events. They can only wait for the men to discuss and then go back to the house to inform them.

Ding Xiaocui likes to eavesdrop the most.

I didn't find the opportunity today, and I have already looked at Zhou Bingxing several times. If Zhou Bingxing doesn't go back to the house, his ears will definitely be damaged later.

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