The people from the Cultural Relics Bureau arrived very quickly, almost on foot.

The bureau chief even had a grain of rice still on his lips. When he heard the news while eating, he rushed over without wiping his mouth.

"Who wants to donate cultural relics? Which patriotic comrade is it? Come out and let's shake hands! I've even brought the reporter with me!"

During the short fifteen minutes they waited for the cultural relics bureau staff to arrive, the second and youngest uncles took a whole bottle of nitroglycerin pills and had their sons and grandsons perform CPR on them seven or eight times.

When the leaders from the cultural relics bureau arrived, the two were so angry that they almost choked on their words.

Ling Huanwu stepped forward and shook hands with the director of the Cultural Relics Bureau, saying, "Director, it is I who want to donate the property!"

“This mansion was a dilapidated royal palace that my great-grandfather bought back then. My grandfather later funded its renovation, so it can be considered a cultural relic that has stood for hundreds of years. I am willing to donate it to the country free of charge!”

The reporters brought by the bureau chief, along with the female reporter from the newspaper who was previously slated to marry the eldest grandson of the Ling family, all raised their cameras and pointed them at the exciting scene of the two shaking hands, snapping away furiously.

Suddenly, a group of people blocked the camera.

The second and youngest uncles, who were originally so angry they were about to pass out, suddenly seemed to have a burst of energy before death, and rushed over with their children and grandchildren to block the camera.

"Why should you donate this ancestral home? You said it was bought by your great-grandfather, who is also our father. Now that your grandfather's lineage has ended, it belongs to us!"

"Yes, go ask your parents if this makes sense! If you don't understand, we'll have your parents give you a good talking to!"

This group of people, young and old, were shouting and yelling, all filled with anger.

They even dragged out the timid and hesitant Mr. and Mrs. Ling from somewhere, demanding an explanation from them.

Originally, Ling's parents couldn't hold their heads up in front of their other cousins ​​because they hadn't given birth to a son, but when their cousins ​​pushed them in front of others to educate their daughter, they instantly regained their confidence.

“Ling Huanwu, how dare you speak to your elders like that? They are your great-uncles, and they have lived in this house for over ten years. How can you just donate it like that?”

“Yes, we’ve already handed over all the assets we were supposed to. How can you let the hard work of our ancestors go to waste…”

The director of the cultural relics bureau was immediately displeased and was about to retort when Ling Huanwu shoved the property certificate from her bosom into his hand.

"Why should I? It's because my grandfather was the successor of my great-grandfather's generation, and I am the successor of my grandfather's generation!"

"And you two are nothing but my great-grandfather's concubines, what right do you have to question the decisions I, as the heir, have made!"

Her voice was clear and resonant, and for some reason, it stirred the hearts of all the women present.

The female reporter from the newspaper was the first to applaud, "Well said! So he's just a bastard who married into another family, and he's even fighting with the child of the original wife for inheritance, claiming his family is a prestigious one. It's laughable!"

The other female guests present echoed this sentiment, criticizing the Ling family's attitude of not treating women as human beings. "That's right, who says women can't inherit the family property? Without us women, you men would have starved to death as soon as you were born!"

One by one, the women shook off the men's hands and cheered.

The guard, who had been silently munching on a pork knuckle while dressed as a wedding attendant, received a look from Qin Jinshen and instantly understood. He immediately puffed out his large breasts and chimed in, "That's right, without us women to breastfeed, are you men supposed to grow up on air?"

The surrounding voices of agreement grew louder and louder, rolling in like waves and crushing the group of fine men of the Ling family, making them unable to lift their heads any longer.

Seeing that his earnest advice to Ling Huanwu to respect her elders had been ignored and ridiculed by those around her, Ling's father felt he had lost face. Enraged, he snatched the cane from his second uncle's hand and smashed it at Ling Huanwu.

"You've rebelled! I'll beat you to death!"

Zhou Jiuzhen caught the cane he was swinging in mid-air, his eyes as cold as knives, "Who are you trying to kill?"

Ling's father was stunned by his gaze, and his cane was snatched from his hand. He immediately hid behind Ling's mother, not daring to say another word.

Now that his cane was gone, the second uncle was so angry that he was swaying from side to side as he listened to the female relatives who were usually so respectful to him refuting his words.

"She's gone against the Heavenly Gang! Eldest grandson, bring me the family tree right now! If she dares to donate the property to the state today, I'll immediately remove Ling Huanwu's name from the family tree!"

The eldest grandson stood to the side, his face grim. Faced with his grandfather's sudden gesture, he hesitated, unable to utter a single word for a long time.

Ling Huanwu pulled out the centuries-old family genealogy book from under her bright red wedding robe once more, her smile undiminished. "You want the family genealogy book? Of course, this thing should be in the hands of me, the heir, how could it possibly be in the hands of you, a mere illegitimate son!"

She opened the family genealogy, uncapped the brush she had prepared beforehand, surveyed the incense offerings spreading from the outer chambers, her smile vanished, and her eyes turned exceptionally cold and resolute. "To remove someone's name from the genealogy, it must be I, the heir, who writes the decree!"

"The second and third sons of Ling Shouzhen, the 28th generation direct descendant of the Ling family, are disrespectful to their elder brothers and ungrateful. They and their descendants are hereby expelled from the family!"

As her powerful voice uttered each word, the brush in her hand fell to the ground, leaving deep ink marks on the paper that resembled a sharp dagger slashing at their hearts.

"don't want!"

The second and youngest uncles instinctively roared and tried to grab it, but Zhou Jiuzhen blocked them and prevented them from getting close.

The eldest, second, third... all eight grandsons rushed over to snatch the family genealogy, but Zhou Jiuzhen swept them all to the ground with a single leg sweep.

"It's all over, it's all over..."

The second and youngest uncles turned deathly pale, let out a desperate cry, vomited blood, and collapsed unconscious.

People around him scattered, their eyes filled with sighs.

Amidst the cries and curses of her cousins, uncles, and aunts, Ling Huanwu calmly signed the donation agreement with the director of the Cultural Relics Bureau, allowing reporters to photograph her holding the certificate of merit for "Best Capitalist Miss".

Escorted by a group of relatives and friends, they walked out of the red-lacquered gate with the "Ling Residence" plaque hanging on it.

Watching the entire Ling family being driven out of the gate, and the two elderly people who had fainted and then woken up sitting at the door wailing, Ling Huanwu didn't shed a single tear.

It's all because of the great-grandmother's accompaniment of the great-grandfather to Lingyun Road. The things that the grandfather couldn't bear to do, the outrageous things he didn't want to do, he couldn't give the great-grandmother justice, so she had to do them all by herself!

Zhou Jiuzhen took the film that the reporter had just handed him, and smiled so broadly that his eyes disappeared. "Comrade Ling, a reporter just said that he took our wedding photos. I'm going to take them back and frame them properly."

Ling Huanwu snapped out of her daze and glared at him. "Who said I was going to marry you!"

The two turned around hand in hand, laughing, when suddenly a screeching sound of brakes rang in their ears.

Ling Huanwu's smile froze completely as she looked at the group of people approaching and the acquaintances getting out of the car.