Chapter 42: Still... Still angry
Liu Yeju and Wang Cuixia cleaned the house thoroughly. They poured water on the floor and wiped away all the stains.
Compared to the excitement of the second wife, the first wife was a little worried. They were not used to the sudden separation of the family. Only Guoguo and Susui didn't know what separation meant. They jumped up and down on the kang, shouting "separation of the family".
In the morning, the rising sun in the east, like a duck egg yolk, rises slowly from behind the poplar forest.
Zhang Hongri was too lazy to cook, so he lit the stove and sat in front of it to warm his hands. Thick potato chips were stuck on the stove ring, sizzling. The rich aroma of potato chips wafted through the room. The potato chips were roasted until the skin was crispy and the inside was soft. They were very delicious when dipped in chili powder.
He ate two slices, and Shen Sanzhu suddenly rushed into the house: "Captain, please come to my house quickly, my family is going to split up!"
Zhang Hongri: "Separation?"
Shen Sanzhu nodded wildly, very happy: “Yes, separation!”
This fool is so happy about the division of the family property. Zhang Hongri picked up the potato chips with chopsticks and put them on the plate. He cleared the fire on the stove and took out his treasured fountain pen, manuscript paper and the brigade seal: "Let's go."
When he went out, he saw that it was all white outside and couldn't help but sigh: "Why are we dividing the family for no reason?"
During the time that Shen Sanzhu was looking for someone, the Shen family had already moved out all the grain, food coupons, meat, and food and divided them into four parts.
Mr. and Mrs. Shen didn't get much, and the bulk of it went to the third room.
Among the edibles, there are flour, cakes (bought by Jiang Wanwan), seasonings, sauces, more than a hundred heads of sauerkraut that have just been taken out of the jar, alkaline noodles, coarse tea leaves, and white sugar.
The most valuable items among them were half a fat pig, six cans of malted milk, and about a hundred chicken and duck eggs brought by Cheng Hanzhang.
It was not long since the autumn harvest and the team had not yet distributed grain. The old lady meant that when the grain was distributed, the team leader would decide how much to give to each room based on labor points. Whoever worked more last year would get more, and whoever worked less would get less.
Old Lady Shen: "We don't have a scale here, so we divide the pork by bowl. Two bowls of lean pork equals one bowl of fat pork."
Everyone nodded.
Old Lady Shen: "Take 20 eggs each, and the rest are for me and the old man. As for the malted milk, take two jars per room."
Twenty each, a total of forty, which is a lot.
As for malted milk, there were only six cans in total, and the old lady didn't keep any for herself.
Shen Jianjun, Shen Hongjun and Shen Yejun felt sad. The separation was imminent. They recalled the scenes of growing up together in their childhood. The three brothers couldn't help but hug each other and cry.
Zhang Hongri happened to come over, and seeing the scene of brothers being so friendly and respectful, he couldn't help but sigh: "It's still your family that can be so harmonious even after the division."
Old Lady Shen smiled faintly: "Get a stool for the captain and make a cup of tea."
Zhang Hongri sat on a stool and lay on the edge of the kang to help write the letter of division.
It records what each family has gained, down to the last detail. Finally, Mrs. Shen and the people from that family have to put their fingerprints on it, and only then is the division letter for this family considered complete.
Zhang Hongri was the team leader, so he naturally knew about the two land deeds, but he was not too surprised. Except for the time wasted dividing the meat, everything went smoothly.
At around three or four in the afternoon, all of the Shen family's belongings had been divided up. Zhang Hongri was so tired that his hands almost cramped. All the documents for dividing the property were made in triplicate, with each family getting one copy for what they received and the rest going to the old lady. The remaining copy was suggested by the old lady, and an extra copy should be written and given to the enlarged team, in order to prevent anyone from regretting it later.
Liu Yeju thought that this was just like taking off pants to fart, which was unnecessary. She turned around and saw Jiang Wanwan. She thought it was a good idea, in case Jiang Wanwan realized it later and snatched her good spot.
After pressing the fingerprints, everyone keeps their own.
The third room's copy was given to Jiang Wanwan for safekeeping, and Jiang Wanwan put away the family division document and the title deed to the homestead in her hometown.
This piece of land is a gold nugget, she must keep it well.
When Jiang Wanwan saw Liu Yeju's defensive look, she pursed her lips and sighed in her heart, "What a fool."
Who is stupid after all?
The old house in front of me has gone through decades of wind and rain, been washed away by floods, and suffered from cold, and is full of traces of time.
How could Liu Yeju notice the key factor? Grandma picked up an old item and handed it over to the country. Where did she pick up that old item? What did you pick up?
Things wouldn't be picked up outside for no reason. The most likely possibility is that the old items were found inside this house.
Besides, how could grandma keep an ordinary topaz for more than ten years?
Grandma is such a mysterious person.
But she gave the best house to the third wife, or to be more precise, to her because she was good at appraising treasures. This might not be partiality, but grandma was also afraid that the good things would be ruined by someone like Liu Yeju.
Jiang Wanwan will never regret it!
From now on, they had to live their own lives. Each room moved out all their belongings and cleaned up the house. When everyone came back, Old Lady Shen smiled and said, "Captain, you have worked hard. Stay here and have a good meal today. Take out a bowl of lean meat and a bowl of fatty meat from my room and cook a few delicious dishes to treat the captain."
Liu Yeju and Wang Cuixia were in a good mood. They worked diligently to move firewood, cook, cut vegetables and wash rice. Even Wei Shufen and Xu Lan couldn't help.
While they were cooking, Shen Xingjiang called Zhang Hongri to the third room.
Zhang Hongri slapped his head when he entered the room, and took out an envelope from his arms: "I went to the commune for a meeting a few days ago, and I took it from the mail room. It's a letter from your wife, sent from Beijing. So, why did you ask me to come here?"
Shen Xingjiang took the envelope and said, "From today on, arrange more work for Jiang Lian. She has a problem with her class background. Don't let her enter and leave the production team at will unless it is necessary, and don't find a donkey cart or horse carriage for her."
Without taking a donkey cart or horse carriage, it would take more than an hour to walk from the production team to the nearest commune, and three hours to get to the county town.
Zhang Hongri was embarrassed: "Brother, that's someone that Officer Liu from the commune specifically told us to take good care of. He said he has someone higher up."
"Do as I say. I'll take responsibility for you if anything goes wrong." Shen Xingjiang's eyes were cold and chilly.
Zhang Hongri took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket in boredom and handed one to Shen Xingjiang.
"Do you want to offend others for your wife? Isn't it good to live a good life?"
Shen Xingjiang took it and put it to his lips: "Some grudges must be avenged." He robbed her wife's fate and lived happily for so many years. It's a bargain for her. This is just collecting interest.
Zhang Hongri owed Chen Xingjiang a life. One year, there was a flood in the mountains and he was washed away. It was Chen Xingjiang who carried him on his shoulders and sent him to the dam.
He will definitely help with this little thing.
After dinner, when Zhang Hongri left, Jiang Wanwan returned to her room. She sat on the kang, hugged her shoulders, frowned, and her puffed cheeks looked very cute.
Shen Xingjiang had been holding it in since he was injured, and seeing her show such an expression, he felt itchy inside.
"What's wrong?"
Jiang Wanwan raised her head, a few strands of hair draped over her fair forehead. She said in a bad tone, "You smoked!"
She smelled cigarette smoke while she was eating.
Shen Xingjiang turned around and went outside, bringing in a gust of cold wind when he opened and closed the door.
The words Jiang Wanwan wanted to say got stuck in her throat, and her eyes instantly turned red: "Still...still angry."
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