If Widow Zhou says she'll give it to someone, that's one way to put it.
If she insists on keeping the money, then there's naturally another explanation.
Shen Heng said impatiently, "Hurry up, I don't have time to waste here with you."
Widow Zhou resorted to her old trick again. She had been sitting on the kang (heated brick bed), but now she got off, her legs giving way, and knelt at Shen Heng's feet: "Xiao Heng, please have mercy! I'm just a woman, raising a child isn't easy. Xiao Hui is still young, and we have no one to help us. If we don't have some money to save up..."
"I can't live like this anymore... I remember when I first married into this family, I held you every day. Everyone in the village says I kicked you out, but wasn't that your own choice? I understand you resent me, but Xiaohui is still your brother. You can't just abandon him. Your father is watching from heaven; how heartbroken he must be."
Widow Zhou tried to appeal to emotions and brought up Shen Liquan, but it was really unseemly for a stepmother to kneel at Shen Heng's feet. Shen Guang angrily walked over and grabbed Widow Zhou's arm: "What's going on between you two? You're not acting like elders and juniors. Shen Heng, are you determined to break ties with us?"
Seeing that Shen Guangsheng was about to pull Zhou the widow up, Shen Heng stretched out his foot and kicked Zhou the widow in the chest, as if afraid that he would miss the kick after kicking her.
Widow Zhou felt a burning pain in her chest, and her sobbing stopped abruptly. Shen Guangsheng had a headache.
"You... if you want money, then get your money! Why are you hitting me!"
"If she had given it to me honestly, she wouldn't have gotten this kick from me."
"This money was left to us by your father, we won't give it to you!"
Even if Widow Zhou were kicked to death by Shen Heng, she would never hand over the money.
Regardless of how much money she had spent over the years, Widow Zhou knew that without Shen Liquan's money, she would have been worried about how to afford Shen Hui's wedding in the future.
Widow Zhou had also considered asking someone to help her get Shen Hui a job in the factory in a couple of years, so he could earn a worker's salary. However, buying a workstation from someone would cost money.
Because she had a son, even though she held the inheritance left by Shen Liquan, Widow Zhou had no other source of income and still lived a very frugal life.
Widow Zhou's attitude hardened, and Shen Heng sneered, "Since that's the case, then don't blame me for going all out."
Shen Heng wasn't there for the money; if he wanted it, he would have come and caused trouble long ago. His real intention was to make the Shen family miserable and stop them from meddlesome other people's business.
Upon hearing Shen Heng's words, Shen Guangsheng said anxiously, "Sister-in-law, what are you doing? Li Quan's money is naturally meant for our two sons. You shouldn't have taken it all in the first place."
You don't know the pain until you're whipped yourself. Shen Guangsheng didn't dare let Shen Heng go out and spread rumors, so he could only persuade Widow Zhou to take out the money.
However, wanting to play both sides, he said to Shen Heng, "So many years have passed, and it wasn't easy for your aunt to raise your brother. This money must have been spent, and it's impossible to give you the original amount. How about this, I'll give you a little less, as a way for you to do your part for your brother."
"Impossible! It can't be half and half, not even a penny less. You're the boss, the division of the family assets must be with you. Take it out and divide it according to the orders from above!"
Shen Heng refused to budge an inch, while Shen Guangsheng's face turned ashen.
Bai Jiaojiao tugged at Chen Heng's sleeve: "Brother Heng, things can't be said like that."
Shen Guangsheng's expression softened somewhat upon hearing Bai Jiaojiao's words.
Everyone knows that Bai Jiaojiao has absolute control over Shen Heng, so it would be even better if she could persuade him.
"Jiaojiao, you're so sensible..."
Before Shen Guangsheng could finish speaking, Bai Jiaojiao looked at him with a smile: "I remember when my father-in-law divided the family property, my mother-in-law was still alive. The property that was divided belonged to both my mother-in-law and father-in-law. In other words, what was supposed to be left by my father-in-law for his two sons actually belonged to my mother-in-law. Shen Hui has no relation to my mother-in-law, so he can only get half of what my father-in-law gave him. That is to say, he can only get a quarter."
After Bai Jiaojiao finished speaking, Shen Heng almost laughed.
He had never heard of such a theory before!
How could his wife say such a thing?
"What nonsense are you talking about? That's our Shen family's money, what does it have to do with his mother?!" Shen Guangsheng didn't expect Bai Jiaojiao to be even more unreasonable than Shen Heng.
The people of Shili Village don't understand the law. They only know about generational inheritance, with men carrying on the family line. Money has nothing to do with daughters, let alone wives from outside the village.
“My mother-in-law and father-in-law got married, so the money is jointly owned by them. Even if she died young, that’s still the same principle. We want three-quarters of it, not a penny less.”
After Bai Jiaojiao arrived, she remained silent for a long time, and Shen Liquan still thought she was someone to be manipulated.
"Shen Heng, aren't you going to do anything about your wife? I'm ashamed of you for her behavior in public!"
Shen Heng wasn't buying it: "If you dare say another word about her, I'll break one of your fingers."
Shen Heng tilted his chin up; he was definitely not joking.
Shen Guangsheng opened his mouth, but didn't dare to speak. After a long while, he couldn't bear Zhou the widow's sobbing any longer, and he waved his hand and said, "I'll bring that receipt over tomorrow. Sister-in-law, you prepare the money for him!"
"Brother, where would I get that much money? Did I raise Xiaohui to this age on the northwest wind?"
As soon as Widow Zhou got up from the ground, she wanted to beg Shen Guangsheng and grabbed his trouser leg.
Shen Guangsheng frowned: "Don't be so soft with your bell-shaped cap. If you have something to say, go talk to him!"
Shen Guangsheng was extremely unlucky; he thought to himself that he shouldn't have gotten involved in this mess.
He quickly left, hoping that Widow Zhou would obediently hand over the money tomorrow to get rid of Shen Heng and prevent the matter from involving him.
Shen Heng glanced at Widow Zhou with a smile, seeing that she still looked weak and frail, and remembered that she had driven him out of the house with the same attitude back then.
At that time, he really blamed himself for everything, feeling that Widow Zhou had no choice but to kick him out. When the whole village saw Widow Zhou's reluctant expression, no one would blame her for kicking Shen Heng out.
After all, Widow Zhou was only thinking of her son. What if she left Shen Heng at home and he caused Shen Hui's death?
Bai Jiaojiao pulled Shen Heng away, and along the way, Shen Heng suddenly felt refreshed: "I used to think that cutting ties with them was the best thing to do, but I never expected that seeing them looking so miserable would be so satisfying."
Shen Heng has a bad temper and often beats or scolds others, but over the years he has never had any conflict with the Shen family. Rather than saying that he is afraid of his relatives, it is more accurate to say that he does not want to reopen his wounds.
Shen Heng said he didn't care, but everyone has a heart, and with such a past, how could he not care?
Bai Jiaojiao tightened her grip on Shen Heng's hand: "How much money did your father leave behind? What if she can't come up with it?"
So many years have passed, and Widow Zhou, raising her child alone, has probably spent all her money long ago.
"It's not much, but if they can't come up with the money, I'll go over there and smash their house up."
Chen Heng just wants to stir things up.
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