The only one acre of land in the Yi family is the source of food for all the Yi family members.

Yi Yami's fireball burned everything. The Yi family, already struggling financially, looked at the charred earth, their hearts aflame with anxiety. The eldest and third oldest brothers were filled with rage, their fists clenched in anger, their eyes filled with reproach for Yi Yami.

Yi Lao Er stood aside, his face pale, filled with self-blame and other complex emotions. He knew his daughter had committed a grave mistake, burning down the farmland on which the family depended for survival. However, this was beyond his daughter's control. He also felt the anxiety of his family members, and at this moment, his heart felt like it had been struck by a heavy hammer, in excruciating pain.

"How could Xiaomi do this! That piece of land is the hope of our whole family!" Old Yi was so angry that his voice trembled, and his eyes were full of disappointment and pain.

"How are we going to live in the future?" Yi Lao San shouted angrily, with despair in his voice.

"Brother, little brother, don't be like this... Xiaomi doesn't want this to happen either..." Yi Laoer tried to calm the two of them.

"If you're dead, then you're dead. How come you're alive again?" Boss Yi started swearing at me without thinking.

"That's right, she's a short-lived girl, a burden to the family, and now everything is burned to ashes! She's your daughter, not ours, so why should we bear the consequences for her?" Yi Lao San was indignant.

The quarrel grew louder and louder, and the emotions of Yi Lao Da and Yi Lao San became more and more excited, and it eventually turned into a fierce fight between the three of them. They punched each other and beat each other with bruises.

Seeing the brothers fighting over this, Old Lady Yi was a little annoyed and angry. She went into her room and took out the small box she had hidden for many years.

When they came out, the three of them were already fighting fiercely.

"Enough! I'm talking to you three!!" Old Lady Yi knocked the ground hard with a stick.

The three people heard the noise and slowly stopped.

Old Lady Yi watched her three sons fighting in front of her, her heart filled with pain and helplessness. Tears streamed down her cheeks, and her heart was broken.

"When your father passed away, he didn't give you any division of the family property. You've been through this for so many years, but now, how come it's come to a life-and-death situation?"

"Mom...but...if we really lose that piece of land, what will our whole family eat and drink? We were already poorly clothed and hungry, and now that the millet has burned us, we really have no way to survive, mom..." Boss Yi was also in pain, squatting on the ground with his head in his arms.

Boss Yi’s wife and children were watching from a distance, their expressions also very complicated.

"Mom, I'm not saying this, but Xiaomi really went too far this time!" Yi Lao San said indignantly.

Old Lady Yi waved her hand and said, "Alright, alright, I know what you two mean."

Old Mrs. Yi took out a purse from her pocket.

"Xiaomi wasn't what she wanted. She probably doesn't even know how she got back. Regardless, being alive is a blessing. As for that piece of land, all the crops have been burned, and there's really no way to save it. Our Yi family has been poor for many lifetimes, and it was only when your mother came into our family that we managed to save a little money. This little money was never meant to be used unless it was absolutely necessary."

As she spoke, old lady Yi burst into tears again.

"Forget it, the child is grown up now, and you will have more and more conflicts in the future. Why not separate today?" Old Mrs. Yi coughed a few times and continued.

The three sons looked at Old Lady Yi in shock.

"I have a total of five strings of cash. The eldest family has a large number of people, so take two strings of cash. The second family, as the millet burned the fields this time, take half a string of cash. The third family, as the child is sick, take two strings of cash. The remaining half string of cash will be kept with me. Do you have any objections?" Old Mrs. Yi put the money on the table and looked at her three sons.

"Mom..." Boss Yi was about to say something.

Old Mrs. Yi waved her hand. "We, the Yi family, only have one more house now. The one at the entrance of the village was built when your father and I first came to this village. Although it is a bit old, it is large and it is the oldest house. You have a large family, so go there."

Boss Yi didn't say he was happy, but he wasn't very willing either.

Old Lady Yi said to the third son, "There are a few small houses at the end of the village that your father and I bought from other people. They were originally intended for one of you to get married. The end of the village is quiet and will be good for children with illnesses. You can live there."

Yi Laosan took the key hesitantly.

"Second son, mother will live with you. Your family has the fewest people. Living with you will reduce the burden on them." Old Mrs. Yi spoke to Second son Yi who lowered his head and did not speak.

"Okay, Mom." Yi Laoer immediately answered her after hearing this.

"Just pack up your things and move over. There's no need to call the village chief or clan leader to witness it, right?" Old Mrs. Yi looked at her other two sons.

Yi Lao Da and Yi Lao San waved their hands and said, "No need, mother..."

"Then don't fight anymore, or don't blame me for chasing you away." Old Lady Yi knocked the ground with her stick.

The two families received their respective money. Old Mrs. Yi thought about it and decided to ask the village chief to be a witness in order to avoid future disputes. She made several copies of the division certificate, asked several people to sign it, and sent it to the government for stamping.

From then on, the Yi family was divided into three parts, each developing independently. This is a story for later.

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