Gu Xinran, who had lived ten years in the apocalypse, trembling and exhausted, transmigrated into a small village girl.
Here, the mountains are green and the water is clear, the air is fresh,...
"If Uncle Wang keeps handling family affairs this way, the family will eventually fall apart. The eldest branch of the Wang family really has no status at all!"
"People are starving to death, that's a small matter, what's the big deal?"
"If Boss Wang can still tolerate this, then he is not a human being!"
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No one in the Gu family said anything. It was not appropriate for outsiders to interfere in other people's family affairs. If the person involved could not stand up on his own, it would be useless to help.
Boss Wang held his head in his hands, his shoulders shaking, and roared hoarsely, "Let's split up!"
Gu Xinran breathed a sigh of relief. This man still had some sense of responsibility. She hoped that he could stand firm to the end and provide appropriate help. Those children were so pitiful.
At this time, Wu Ya finally woke up after drinking the brown sugar egg soup and whispered weakly: "Mom, it's better to separate the family."
Wu Ya'niang had long been fed up with the Wang family, who did not treat them as human beings, and nodded in agreement.
The other girls also nodded continuously. If they stayed any longer, they would starve to death or be bullied to death.
Aunt Wang, who had just been slapped, was looking for someone to vent her anger on, so she took the opportunity to vent. "Let's divide it, then. Take those freeloaders with you and get out of here. Don't even think about taking a grain of rice from me from now on. A family like you who's lost everything will die without a burial!"
Is this something a mother could say? Gu Xinran seriously suspected that Boss Wang was not her biological son.
The other two branches of the Wang family were eager to split them up. They were fleeing from famine, but only going out and not coming in. The eldest branch had six children, all of them useless girls, while the other two branches had only six children in total. They were so happy to get rid of this big burden that they actually laughed out loud.
Boss Wang looked at these so-called family members with red eyes, his heart broken!
"Dad, what do you mean?"
Uncle Wang pretended to be melancholy, but in his heart he also wanted to drive away the eldest brother's family. "A grown-up son is no longer under the control of his father. Do whatever you want."
There is no greater sorrow than a dead heart. Boss Wang is heartbroken!
With a resolute look in his eyes, he said to the village chief, "Uncle Li, please help me with the division of the family."
The village chief was relieved to see Wu Ya wake up, and felt sorry for Boss Wang. He thought it was really unlucky for him to have such a relative.
"Okay, let's hurry on and do it during our lunch break."
"Thank you, uncle."
Boss Wang stopped pushing the cart, picked up Wu Ya, and continued to move forward with the team.
Everyone was talking about the Wang family along the way, adding a lot of gossip to the boring journey.
After marching for another hour, the team stopped at the foot of a mountain. The village chief ordered them to rest and cook.
Just as the Gu family was about to cook, two mule carts drove towards them from a distance.