"Of course not!"

When Xiao Yang heard this, she immediately screamed:

"If mother wants to be filial, we can come here often, but why should we leave Dalang and Erlang here? They are my sons. In these villages, no family would split up and force an old man to keep his grandchildren!"

These words sounded like those of a mother protecting her child, but old Mrs. Yang didn't believe that she was such a person at all.

Sure enough, the next moment, Xiao Yang said confidently:

"Besides, Wulang and Liulang can only do so much work. If Dalang and Erlang are not here, what will happen to the work in the fields?

You can't ask Fubao's father to do it all!"

Not a single word of what he said sounded like human language. Even this idiot second son became Fubao's father. People who didn't know would really think that the other two of their children were adopted.

"Are you adopting a son or a hired farmhand?"

Old Mrs. Yang was very angry, but she was too lazy to scold the idiot.

Little Yang glanced guiltily at Wu Lang and Liu Lang who were still present. Seeing that they were looking at her in surprise, she hurriedly said:

"It's not that I don't feel sorry for the children. As a family, it's inevitable that the children won't work.

Fubao's father is busy and I have to take care of my daughter. If the brothers Dalang and others don't work, who will do it?

Wulang and Liulang are both obedient and filial children. I am afraid that they will tire themselves out if they don’t have their brother to share the work. "

Fu Erbai also muffled and uttered:

"Wu Lang, Liu Lang is still young. What will we do if he gets too tired? Besides, he will be too busy working to spend time with Fu Bao."

Fubao didn't want her two obedient brothers to be too busy to play with her every day, so she said softly:

"Fifth and sixth brothers are still young, just play with me, and the eldest brothers will do the work well.

When we grow up, we will help them!"

After Wulang and Liulang heard this, they looked at each other with some satisfaction, thinking happily:

That’s great! Dad, mom, and sister all love them!

The two children looked at their parents with sparkling eyes, thinking that their parents had really noticed their performance over the years.

"Your daughter is truly precious!" Old Madam Yang sneered.

"My mother has to take care of me, my two brothers have to accompany me, my father has to work hard to earn money for her, and only Dalang and Erlang have to work hard.

You haven't even decided how much land you can get, and you've even allocated who will do the work. It seems like you have money in your pocket, so you're not afraid of not having land or a house!"

Old Madam Yang leaned down slightly, sat on the kang, looked down at Fubao and asked:

“Why don’t you ask Dalang and Erlang to play with you?

Do you think they are not as like your dogs as Wu Lang and Liu Lang?"

The sunlight shone in through the window behind old Madam Yang. Fubao was dazzled by the light and couldn't see old Madam Yang's expression clearly. He could only feel that she was very scary. He turned around and hugged his mother, buried his face in his hands, sobbed and refused to speak.

Little Yang was anxious:

"What are you saying, mother? A brother loves his sister, but when it comes to your mouth, it becomes like a dog or a half-dog!

If we don't want to keep Dalang and Erlang, what nonsense will mother say to ruin our Fubao's reputation?"

Fubao cried and said:

"I didn't treat my fifth and sixth brothers as dogs. Grandma is talking nonsense. We shouldn't leave my eldest and second brothers here. Grandma will bully them."

Young Madam Yang looked at her daughter's pitiful appearance and felt so distressed that she glanced at Old Madam Yang and coaxed her daughter:

"No, no, mother won't keep your brother and the others no matter what.

If anyone wants to keep my son, I will secretly sell off all her grandchildren!"

Wulang and Liulang were also a little angry when they saw their sister crying because of their grandmother. They wanted to help their mother and sister, but they hesitated after hearing what their mother said. They just shouted:

"If, if the eldest brother and the second brother are left behind, then, then we will beat Hu Tou Hu Nao and A Yuan every time we see them!"

A man with a big head and a big brain is resistant to beatings. Yuan deserves to be beaten for hitting his sister, but let’s forget about Rabbit and Apricot…

Old Mrs. Yang looked at her second son who was silent and looked like a dead man, and was extremely disappointed with the family.

It would be fine if he was just stupid, but now he's both stupid and vicious!

There is still some hope for Dalang’s grandsons, but if we don’t get this lucky treasure away, this little hope is of no use!

The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. Old Yang rolled up her sleeves and was ready to beat them up.

Fubao is now afraid when he sees someone rolling up their sleeves or copying something towards him. When he sees this, he immediately uses the same old trick he did when he tripped the fortune-teller.

I took some sparkles from Old Yang and gave them to Floor Tile.

Old Mrs. Yang was so angry that she wanted to beat them up, but she tripped and fell in front of Little Mrs. Yang and Fubao.

"mother……"

"grandmother!"

Fu Erbai, Wulang and Liulang quickly helped her up.

Old Mrs. Yang pushed them away, stood up and looked at Young Mrs. Yang's surprised and secretly happy expression, and Fubao's somewhat naive and proud look.

Pointing at Fubao, he gave his second son and two grandsons a final warning:

"Wake up! If you continue to pamper this evil creature, you will die in her hands when there is no one else to harm you!"

Even if Fubao was harming people openly, Old Yang would not punish her. Instead, she would take advantage of her complacency and unpreparedness to punch her and Little Yang and beat them up.

He didn't stop until he was pulled away by his second son and two grandsons.

After all, Fubao is still young, and he is not yet skilled in the art of harming others directly. His brain becomes a mess when he is hit.

Old Mrs. Yang withdrew her hand quickly, and by the time she reacted, she had been knocked to the ground, falling exactly where Old Mrs. Yang had fallen.

Little Yang slapped her thigh and howled:

"It's unjust! How can a grandmother hit her granddaughter?"

"If you keep howling, this family will be divided."

Old Mrs. Yang clapped her hands and said lightly.

Young Mrs. Yang was angry but dared not say anything, and she thought that Old Mrs. Yang was going to change her mind. In fact, Old Mrs. Yang wanted to kick them out immediately.

The documents for the separation of the property were written that day.

Don't give them anything at home. Just pack your luggage and go wherever you want. Get out and never come back.

Little Yang had already secretly hidden the money and didn't care about the old Fu family's financial resources. She would be happier if he didn't come back!

Everyone on both sides was happy about it, but Village Chief Mo and the clan elders were totally confused and didn't even know why they suddenly split up.

After trying a few words of persuasion, he stopped trying to persuade them because they were determined to separate. However, Village Chief Mo stroked his beard and asked:

"This ginseng was dug by the second wife's daughter. Who does it belong to?"

Seeing the miserable state of Old Fu's family, Fubao dug a lot of ginseng, but their age and size were not big, but he still collected a basket full of them, not to mention a few baskets of wild fruits and other things.

Not to mention anything else, that basket of ginseng alone is worth a lot of money.

Old Mrs. Yang couldn't help getting angry when she saw these things. This was all due to the luck of her family!

The whole family has become so unlucky because of her "good luck and blessing".

And it's not just at home. I heard that several families had accidents yesterday. Some were sick or injured. Their situations were not as serious as Lao Fu's. But it was most likely this Fubao's fault!

This family risked half their lives to get the ginseng. If the second house took it away, old Mrs. Yang would be so angry that she would die.

"Don't even think about taking any of this ginseng from the second room!"

"I promised to give one of these ginsengs to each of the brothers and sisters who played with me yesterday!"

Old Mrs. Yang and Fubao said in unison.

Old Mrs. Yang hasn't spoken again.

Fubao said to Village Chief Mo and the elders in a miserable manner:

"Fubao keeps his word! If he says he will give it to me, he will give it to me! Even if grandma and sister Yuan beat me up, I will still give it to you!"

Village Chief Mo looked at her, her face was covered in dirt and looked even worse than yesterday. He was stunned for a moment and asked her:

"You were beaten for this?"

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