Chapter 268 Is this regret?
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Looking at the man lying face up on the ground, barely alive after being punched repeatedly by Li Wangjin, and then looking up at his eighth great-uncle who was now standing upright, pointing at Li Wangjin and cursing him, Li Youfu could only sigh helplessly.
Li Youfu knew that Li Shiyue was right; if this family wasn't divided up soon, someone was bound to die in the future.
At this moment, Li Youfu looked at his eighth great-uncle, and he already felt some resentment towards his cousin.
"He's not young anymore, he's already an old man, yet all he does is yell and shout, he can't even soothe his own child!"
Regardless of what Li Youfu thought, his eighth uncle's family was definitely going to get a share.
The division of the family property took less time than the previous farce. Before dark, Li Wangjin took the family division document he had signed and pressed his red fingerprint on, let out a loud "Aww!" and hugged Huzi, bursting into tears.
The crowd, who had initially thought they would go home after watching the spectacle, eventually spoke up to comfort Li Wangjin after hearing his cries. They were, after all, relatives who had grown up together in the same village.
In order to smoothly separate from the family and live independently with Wang Xiangxing and Hu Zi, Li Wangjin only asked for the land, grain and their own bedding and belongings in the distribution of the family property.
Li Wangjin didn't want any of the family's property or the house.
However, not taking these things still served as payment for my eighth great-uncle's retirement.
Unless his eighth great-uncle dies and Li Wangjin has to pay for the funeral, he will no longer have to pay money to his family or do any work for them.
In fact, according to Li Shiyue's thinking, she should have taken the family property she was entitled to, and the pension money she was entitled to would be given to her later.
Only in this way can one avoid being taken advantage of, and also prevent others from criticizing one's filial piety.
Besides, Eighth Uncle is younger than Li Youfu, but he is also at the age of fifty. How many more years can he live?
However, when the matter of dividing the family property was being discussed, it was the eighth great-uncle himself who proposed the idea of using family assets and real estate to repay the old age debt.
Eighth Uncle was up to no good; he was trying to use filial piety and righteousness to blackmail, no, to threaten Li Wangjin.
Who knew that Li Wangjin was determined to separate the family, even if it meant bearing the reputation of being "unfilial," he didn't want any money or property, he just wanted to separate the family!
Therefore, this rule was settled just like that.
Li Shiyue and Li Qiutian exchanged a glance, and she sighed inwardly.
Although the outcome is somewhat different from what she had planned with Li Wangjin and Wang Xiangxing, at least she helped them separate their families, so it's still a pretty good result.
Li Shiyue sighed, turned around and nodded to her mother, who then took out a purse from her bosom.
The money in this purse was naturally meant to be lent to Li Wangjin and his family. The family division document stated that the retirement money was used to offset the family property and real estate. But now, in the dead of winter, where could Li Wangjin and his family of three go to live?
Therefore, Li Wangjin and his family still had to stay in their eighth uncle's courtyard. However, since they were staying in their eighth uncle's house, they had to pay rent on a daily basis.
This is why, upon hearing Li Wangjin's weeping, the surrounding members of the Li clan all offered words of comfort.
After all, no matter what, these are still his own sons and grandsons, yet his eighth great-uncle harbors such hatred!
In this kind of weather, with the Lunar New Year approaching, he still has to ask his son, who has separated from the family, to pay for his rent.
Even the most hard-hearted person wouldn't do something so shameless!
Therefore, even though the members of the Li clan had some complaints about Li Wangjin beating his second brother so badly that he looked like he was about to die;
However, the fact that the eighth uncle asked his own son for rent money ultimately made people feel sorry for Li Wangjin's family.
Moreover, in the previous few days, Li Shiyue paid for Hu Zi's medical treatment and medicine at the Sanshan County clinic. Where would Li Wangjin and Wang Xiangxing have any money to pay their eighth uncle's rent?
So, how could Li Shiyue miss such a good opportunity to do good deeds?
The enemy of my enemy is my friend!
If Li Shiyue wanted to have complete control over the Li clan from the inside out, he would inevitably have to confront the old clan forces led by Li Youfu and his eighth uncle. The two sides had an irreconcilable conflict, and there was no room for reconciliation except for a fight to the death.
So, if Li Shiyue could use some money to "win over" someone who should have been on the other side and unite all forces that could be united, why wouldn't he do it?
Just as Li Shiyue was about to step forward with the purse, she saw Li Wangjin stop crying, wipe his face haphazardly with the back of his hand, hand the family division document to Wang Xiangxing, and then lead Huzi to kneel down in front of his eighth great-uncle, whose eyebrows were raised in anger and whose face was dark. The two of them, one big and one small, bowed three times to the standing eighth great-uncle.
Li Wangjin remained silent, but everyone watching could clearly see that these three heads represented the last vestiges of father-son affection between Li Wangjin and his eighth uncle.
After that, apart from the death of my eighth great-uncle, the two sides had no further contact and were no different from relatives beyond the fifth degree of kinship.
Or rather, it's not even as good as relatives beyond the fifth degree of kinship. At least relatives have some acquaintance, but there's definitely hatred between them.
Li Shiyue had sharp eyes; she noticed that her eighth great-uncle's hand was trembling.
"Is this a sign of regret?"
He regretted exploiting Li Wangjin's family too much.
Or do you regret being too biased?
Li Shiyue shook her head inwardly. She didn't think that her eighth great-uncle, who could do something like kicking his own grandson, was someone who could reflect on his mistakes, recognize his favoritism, regret it, and then correct it.
it's out of the question.
A person who has the ability to reflect on their mistakes may make mistakes, but they would never do something so terrible before reflecting on it.
This is just like when Li's father knelt down in front of Li's mother and cried bitterly, saying that he was wrong. Did Li's father really regret it?
fart!
Li's father never regretted his affair with Qin Tao!
Li's father only regretted that he couldn't control his lustful thoughts on the way to escape famine, and that Shi Tou accidentally discovered his affair.
Therefore, Li Shiyue felt that the trembling fingertips of his eighth uncle at this moment were not out of regret, but probably out of "anger and coldness".
He must have felt helpless because Li Wangjin had him under her control and he was forced to separate the family, and he was also angry because others had laughed at him for the separation.
Seeing that Li Wangjin had pulled Hu Zi to his feet, Li Shiyue went over and handed the purse to Wang Xiangxing.
"Auntie, keep it. Even if we move in the spring, there are still three or four months to go."
Later, my aunt can slowly return it to my mother.
Wang Xiangxing looked at Li Wangjin with tears in her eyes. Only after Li Wangjin nodded did she accept the purse handed to her by Li Shiyue.
"Thank you all, October!"
Don't worry, we'll work hard and pay back the money as soon as possible!
With that, the matter can be considered closed.
Li Shiyue was the first to leave Li Youfu's courtyard, and once she left, the onlookers, seeing that it was already dark, also left one by one.
Li Wangjin was worrying about what to do with the two bags of grain on the ground when he heard someone outside calling to him.
Li Wangshui called out to Li Wangjin from the doorway as he drove the mule cart. The two of them worked together to load the grain onto the cart. Before leaving, Li Wangshui placed the porcelain bottle that his mother had given him on the stone table in the courtyard.
"It was given to me by Sister Chun. It cost five taels of silver for a bottle and it's a special ointment for treating sprains and bruises."
"If you want to use it, pay for it; if you don't, I'll take it back."
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