Old Man Guan sneered: "You can't even react when I mention your house? So you just want a share of mine?"

Stop with the nonsense. Before dividing the inheritance, we need to settle the debts first. Otherwise, if you don't sign off on the property later, the creditors will come after me. If you don't want the debts, then let's not divide the property.

"You can take care of your mother if you want, or I will if you don't. She's been with me for so many years, and I hope I can be with her in her final days. We'll even be buried together after we're gone."

Zhou Changshun... his mother should be buried in the Zhou family's ancestral grave. How could it be your turn, you old codger?

"Dad, isn't it a bit low that my house is only worth a few hundred thousand?"

"That house is a tenement building, and half of it is mine. Your mother's half is worth at least 300,000 yuan. Who would buy a tenement building these days?" Old Guan said disdainfully.

Zhou Changshun took a deep breath. "Dad, you still want it even if no one else is buying it?" he said. "That house isn't worth much now, but it might be demolished someday."

"Then you can keep the relocation, but don't bring it up again. Is your mother still involved? Give me a straight answer. If you're not involved, I will. If you are, don't come looking for me again as soon as I leave," Old Man Guan said impatiently.

“Brother Zhou, you can’t do this. You’re ruthless, but others aren’t stupid either. You can’t just think about giving to others and not touch your own. Before dividing the property, it’s fine to deal with the famine first, so that you two can avoid arguing later.” The host stepped in to mediate.

"It's not that I'm unwilling, it's just that we only have that one house. I'm thinking of paying it back after... you know," Zhou Changshun said, too embarrassed to say that he would pay it back after receiving the demolition compensation from his father.

Old Man Guan sneered, "So you're just planning to take a share of mine? Who do you think you are, eyeing my property? If you want my property, go get your father and earn it for you."

“Dad, that’s a harsh thing to say. My mother has been with you for so many years and even received hundreds of thousands in aid during the famine. Shouldn’t she share the inheritance with you equally?” Zhou Changshun’s face turned cold.

Old Man Guan: "Then let your mother get up and we divide it. If she gets up, she'll want it all, and I'll give it all to her!"

Zhou Changshun also stood firm, saying, "Even if my mother can't get up, half of your property belongs to her. Even if we go to court, the judgment should still be the same."

Old Guan glanced at Zhou Changshun and said, "Your family owns the court. If your mother can take what's mine, why can't I take what's your mother's?"

Zhou Changshun felt that Old Man Guan was cursing, and he even had evidence.

The host said, "Grandpa, Brother Zhou, both of you should calm down. You're both here because of the old lady. You don't want her to be restless inside, do you?"

Brother Zhou, I have to say a few words to you about this. Didn't we agree a few days ago to split our assets equally? Why did you change your mind? If you don't want to split it, then it's normal for me not to want to split it either.

Even if you sue, the old lady is still alive; it won't come to the point of dividing the inheritance. If you don't want to get involved, the eldest uncle can. He's very kind and righteous, but don't expect anything else. Just make sure he takes good care of the old lady until she passes away. What do you say?

Zhou Changshun lowered his head and thought. He didn't expect Old Man Guan to pull this stunt. He was sure that Zhou was reluctant to give up his house. And Zhou was indeed reluctant. If the house was demolished in the future, even if it couldn't compare to Old Man Guan's big house and big yard, it would still be a considerable sum of money.

"If you lose your house, you can buy another one," the host said slowly.

This sentence was like a shot in the arm. Yes, we can just buy it when we have the money. There's no need to overthink it. Right now, we need to figure out which one is the big spender.

“Alright, give me back the IOU. This house can be transferred. Let’s write the agreement now.” Zhou Changshun looked at Old Man Guan.

Old Man Guan looked constipated. "Have you thought this through? If the house is transferred, your whole family will have nowhere to live."

Zhou Changshun smiled and said, "Just like you said, my mother should get what you deserve, and you should get what my mother deserves too. That's fair. Dad, let's write up the agreement now, okay?"

"I..." Old Man Guan looked at Xiaoyu with difficulty.

Xiaoyu turned her face to the side, as if she was angry with Old Man Guan.