"Tsk, do you think everyone is like you and doesn't care about their own nephew?"
Liu Sanfeng rolled her eyes and said, "Yesterday Xiaoyang asked you to have dinner but you didn't go. Today he asked you to go but you didn't go either. How do you know? It's because I'm a woman, otherwise I would have gone there long ago."
Zhao Yuanfang shook his head helplessly. He didn't go to Xiaoyang's place for the past two days, partly because he was indeed a little stage fright.
On the other hand, it was also intentional, because they were afraid that Liu Sanfeng would not be able to control her mouth and would make a big fuss about everything, no matter big or small.
"Okay, this is a good thing, why are you still frowning?"
"I say you should just keep quiet! Talk less. Xiaoyang's been busy these days. I'll invite him over for dinner in a few days and we can talk. Stop spreading rumors around in the village."
"Tsk, do you even need to tell me that? We need to keep a low profile."
Liu Sanfeng put on a low profile, rolled her eyes and pulled Zhao Yuanfang aside: "Old Zhao, how much money do you think we can split this time?"
"ah?"
Zhao Yuanfang was stunned for a moment, looking at Liu Sanfeng in disbelief: "What are you talking about? What's the money?"
"Why can't we split it?"
Liu Sanfeng immediately raised her voice, but when she saw Zhao Yuanfang's wide-open eyes, she lowered her voice as if she understood what he meant.
"You're such a stubborn idiot! The mountain behind was built by your own father, and the things on the mountain were also grown by your father."
"Now Xiaoyang is making money with those things. What's wrong with you, his biological son, sharing some of the money?"
"In my opinion, we shouldn't ask for more. Half will be enough."
"Bullshit!"
Instead, Zhao Yuanfang suddenly shouted loudly, like setting off firecrackers, which shocked Liu Sanfeng, who was sticking to him, so much that he had to scratch his ears.
"What the hell is wrong with you, you son of a bitch? Why are you talking so loudly?"
"How dare you say that? If Xiaoyang hadn't insisted, you would have returned the back mountain to the village. And after the old man left, have we ever been to the back mountain?"
"I don't have the nerve to come out and ask for a share of the money now."
Liu Sanfeng was about to get angry when she heard this, but when she looked up, she saw Zhao Yuanfang gritting his teeth, looking like an angry bull, and her flushed face suddenly turned pale.
"You... you, you, what are you saying?! What's the rush? We're all family, just talk it out!"
“Who the hell…”
Zhao Yuanfang's tongue was a little tied as he spoke, "Aren't we and Xiaoyang family?"
"Of course!"
Liu Sanfeng smiled: "We are even more like a family!"
"So it's not too much to say that we have a share of the back mountain, right?"
"Well, if you don't want half, 200,000 yuan wouldn't be too much, right? Lao Xu, our girl is grown up now, shouldn't we prepare a dowry?"
Liu Sanfeng said as she punched Zhao Yuanfang lightly in the chest: "Look at your dead look. I want it now, but I will give it to Xiaoyang later."
"ah?"
Zhao Yuanfang was dumbfounded.
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