As she said that, she pushed Huang Jinhua away and rushed into the main house. She picked up an axe from the ground, smashed the lock on the cabinet in a few strokes, and took out the wooden box. Seeing this, Huang Jinhua rushed over desperately.
Wang Xiaolan dodged and ran out of the house. Huang Jinhua missed her and fell to the ground, crying bitterly.
Wang Xiaolan came to the yard, opened the wooden box in front of everyone, took out a stack of money from it, counted it, and said the amount was 1,800 yuan. Everyone was dumbfounded. You know, a family’s annual income, apart from food, is only six or seven yuan in cash dividends.
"He only gave us ten yuan to get rid of us. Li Han sends back six hundred yuan every year. Let's calculate how much money he has sent in the past ten years?" Wang Xiaolan said, holding up the money in her hand.
Wang Xiaolan pointed at Liu Jinlong, who was watching the fun, and said, "Look at what he's wearing. He's wearing better than the city brothels. This is all my husband's hard-earned money. Captain, how do you divide it?"
The captain thought about it and decided that if the distribution was based on the number of people, Wang Xiaolan would have no advantage. However, if the distribution was based on people with the surname Zhao, then they, the aunt and the sister-in-law, would have an advantage.
"How about this, we'll divide it among the Zhao family. The three of you, your sister-in-law, Xiaobao, and Lihan will each get 1,285 yuan, and Brother Sihai and Xia Wei will get 514 yuan..."
"It's not fair!" Huang Jinhua said with anger, veins popping out of his temples.
"Is Zhao Lihan your biological son?" the captain asked.
"Why did that bitch..."
"That's his wife." The captain paused and continued, "The houses will be divided according to the newly built ones. The sisters-in-law will get three rooms, including a kitchen, one pig each, and three chickens each. The toilets won't be divided, everyone will share them. The old house will belong to Uncle Sihai..."
Wang Xiaolan took out two pieces of paper and said, "Captain, let's draft a separation agreement to prevent some people from refusing to acknowledge it."
The captain thought it made sense, so he squatted down, leaned over the bench, quickly wrote it, and gave it to both parties to sign.
"Whoever dares! I will chop him down!"
A voice came from the backyard.
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