"Wang Xia!" Li Guifen slammed her hand on the table and stood up, pointing at Wang Xia's nose. "Do you have any conscience? I raised you with my own hands and feet, you should be grateful to me and be filial to me for the rest of your life."

"You're so fierce, oh dear." Wang Xia hid behind her older brother and grabbed his shoulder. "You made your older brother take care of you for the rest of his life, and I will learn from him."

As she spoke, she stuck her head out and stuck her tongue out at Li Guifen, making strange noises and making a face.

Li Guifen was furious and wanted to hit someone, but she didn't dare to act out in front of Wang Peng because he would fight back.

"Enough!" Li Xinnian slammed his hand on the table and said in a deep voice, "If you dare to slam your hand on the table again, I will detain you for fifteen days."

Upon hearing the word "detention," Li Guifen could only sit down, gritting her teeth and sulking.

Li Xinnian said, "Now there is 266,000 yuan of marital property left. Mr. Wang, I suggest that you each have half of it. What do you say?"

Wang Peng shook his head. "If the elderly couple wants a divorce, they need to divide their assets completely. They still have an old house."

“Old houses in the countryside are worthless,” Li Xinnian said. “Boss Wang, she has already filed a lawsuit in court. We have to deal with it; it’s a procedural matter.”

Wang Cheng looked at Wang Peng and said in a deep voice, "That's the ancestral home of the Wang family. I suggest a price reduction of 80,000 yuan, and you can give 40,000 yuan as compensation to our mother."

Li Guifen said, "Wang Song, I've suffered with you my whole life. Give me 180,000 yuan, and we'll go back and get a divorce right away."

Upon hearing this, Wang Song flew into a rage and stood up to hit her, but the two bailiffs quickly pulled him back.

Wang Peng laughed in exasperation. Their wishful thinking had backfired; this mother and son were truly something else.

Old houses in the countryside are worthless. In his previous life, until the year he transmigrated, his family's old house never faced demolition.

He said in a deep voice, "You can't even buy a house in the provincial capital for 80,000 yuan. You dare to ask for 80,000 yuan for a dilapidated house in the countryside?"

Li Xinnian shook his head. "Old Li, you're asking for the moon."

As he spoke, he looked at Wang Song and said, "Old Wang, of the 264,000 yuan, 132,000 yuan belongs to Old Li."

"Given your current situation, no matter where you file a lawsuit, the court will award the old house to you, and then you will have to use some of the money to compensate Old Li."

"Old Wang, I believe you won't give up the old house, right?"

After finishing his speech in one breath, Li Xinnian took out a cigarette and handed it to Wang Song.

Wang Song gave a wry smile. In the countryside, if you sell your ancestral home to buy land, you'll be called a spendthrift.

He also agreed with Li Xinnian's words, saying that the old house belonged to Li Guifen, and that they should buy her half, it was just a matter of how much money.

Li Xinnian added, "Rural homesteads aren't cheap either, Lao Wang, I suggest you give her 20,000, what do you think?"

Before Wang Song could speak, Li Guifen flatly refused, "I won't agree. You have to give me at least 30,000 yuan."

The air fell silent. Mediation had failed once again. Li Xinnian lit a cigarette and waited for Wang Peng and Wang Cheng's reply.

Looking at his wife of thirty years, with whom he had shared joys and sorrows, Wang Song felt a mix of emotions, his thoughts drifting back to thirty years ago.

Back then, his family was poor, and he only used a sack of sweet potatoes to marry Li Guifen.

In the blink of an eye, thirty years have passed.

Li Guifen has transformed from a beautiful young woman into an overweight middle-aged or elderly woman.

Time flies, and Wang Song is becoming increasingly distressed.

"Xiaopeng, why don't we give her 30,000? It's time for our relationship to end." Wang Song gave a bitter smile and couldn't help but shake his head.

"Dad, why do you have this idea?" Wang Peng asked with a smile.

Wang Song said, "I'm worried that Wang Cheng will kick her out of the house in the future, so I'll give her more money so that she can have her own money in the future."

"You're talking nonsense." Li Guifen sneered. "Stop with your crocodile tears. You two combined aren't as reliable as Xiao Cheng."

"Father, elder brother, how could I not let my own mother into the house?" Wang Cheng said with a smile.

Wang Song sneered. It's not surprising that Hao Er'er can ignore his father's illness and kick his mother out of the house.

He had completely lost faith in Wang Cheng.

Wang Peng had even less faith in Wang Cheng. After all, Hu Qing was Wang Cheng's benefactor and lover, yet he cruelly sent her to a mental hospital.

Thinking of Hu Qing, he suddenly felt a pang of sympathy. That rich woman who had always wanted to have a child with her was actually a pitiful person.

First, she has an impotent and abusive husband, and then a ruthless lover...

Wang Peng asked, "Dad, are you worried that your wife will end up homeless in the future?"

“Yes!” Wang Song said, “If she has nowhere to live in the future, she will definitely shamelessly come to you. What I mean is, I will buy her a house in the provincial capital.”

Wang Peng nodded, then looked back at Li Guifen, "My dad will pay for a house for you that costs less than 30,000 yuan, and the property will be registered in your name."

“Then you go back to Ping’an County to get a divorce, and from then on you have nothing to do with each other, how about that?” Wang Peng added.

"Fine!" Li Guifen glanced coldly at Wang Song and sneered, "At least you have some conscience."

Wang Cheng shook his head. "Mom, that's not a good idea. We don't need a house, so why buy one?"

Li Guifen paused for a moment, then shook her head and said, "I think Wang Song's idea is alright, but I still want a house."

Wang Peng's suggestion resonated with her; if Wang Cheng were to kick her out in the future, she would have somewhere to go.

With a house and a share of the money, there's nothing to worry about for the rest of my life.

Wang Cheng said urgently, "Mom, don't listen to their nonsense. Houses in the provincial capital will only get cheaper and cheaper."

“Xiao Cheng, you don’t want me to buy a house? When I die, the house will still be yours,” Li Guifen said.

Wang Cheng quickly shut up; his elderly mother had already made up her mind, and he couldn't persuade her any further.

He said, "Mom, I'm worried that the house price will drop. Since you want to buy it, let him buy it, and we'll put your name on it."

At this point, the two parties had essentially reached a divorce agreement.

Li Xinnian took out a pen and wrote a divorce agreement. After finishing, he read it aloud and then showed it to both parties.

He said, "You have no objections to this agreement, right?"

Seeing his father nod, Wang Peng said, "This money is my father's property. I am just his agent. If he has no objection, then I have no objection."

Li Guifen shook her head. "I have no objection either. As long as the house is bought and the money is given to me, we'll go back to Ping'an County to get a divorce."

Wang Cheng said, "Buy the house first and give me the money, then go to Ping'an County to get a divorce."

Wang Peng ignored him and turned to ask Li Xinnian, "Uncle, if the house is bought and the money is given to her, but they change their minds and don't want to get a divorce?"

“Get a divorce first,” Li Xinnian said. “You two sign an agreement first, then get a divorce. You’ll get money when you get a divorce, and then buy a house after the divorce.”

“All the agreements are clearly written, and I will keep following up. No one can play tricks on me,” Li Xinnian added.