The woman's face turned pale and she cried out in anger: "Aren't you forcing me to sell my house? I only have this one house and I have a son to support. If the house is sold, where will we live?"

"I don't care about that," said the old woman.

A young man in his thirties said, "Sister-in-law, my eldest brother was born to my mother, so the compensation should have all gone to my mother. If you don't want to pay the money, why don't you give up the house and let my mother live in it? We don't want the remaining half of the compensation."

That's very generous of you.

But Li Yutong could tell that they were not here to ask for compensation, but to use the compensation to claim the house.

This is someone else's family affair, and the people around can only persuade the old lady that she is old and her health is more important, so she should talk things out nicely.

The old woman raised her neck, slapped her thighs, and cried to the sky: "Son, why did you die so early? How can I live with you? You might as well take me with you."

People began to talk about it. Some felt that the old woman did own half of the house, while others felt that she was a widow with children and would have nowhere to go without the house, so it was too much for the old woman to be so demanding.

He Mingliang couldn't stand it any longer and said, "Grandma, can you please stop crying? You and my uncle only said that the compensation was 20,000 yuan. Why didn't you tell us that the truck my dad was pulling overturned and all the goods were gone? We also paid the owner more than 5,000 yuan. Can you calculate how much we have left now?"

"You guys are here just to occupy this house? You don't want compensation at all."

When the old woman heard this, her crying suddenly became softer.

His uncle at the side immediately became anxious: "What's wrong with asking for a house, Mingliang? Uncle is asking for it for you in advance. Your mother is still young. If she gets married in the future and finds you a stepfather, it's not certain who will own the house."

This is their purpose.

It had only been half a year since her husband died, and before his body had even cooled, she was already being splashed with dirty water.

He Mingliang's mother burst into tears immediately: "I swear to heaven now that I will never marry in my life. I will live with my son. This house belongs to my son. If I marry, I will not die a good death."

"Mom." He Mingliang's eyes also turned red.

The mother and son were forced into this situation, but the people they had to face were their mother-in-law and grandmother, and the people around them could do nothing about it.

The people from the street office began to mediate.

He Mingliang's mother even pulled He Mingliang and demanded to give him the house.

"Hey, Mingliang is still young, only 18, and he doesn't learn his lesson all day long. He just goes to the game hall. What will happen if we sell the house? Sister-in-law, you can't do this." His uncle slapped his thigh anxiously: "Mom, please say something."

The old woman got up from the ground, grabbed the director of the street office and said, "Yes, Mingliang doesn't study hard. If we give him the house, he might lose it at any time. He can't write."

The director of the subdistrict office was annoyed: "So what do you want? This won't work, and that won't work either."

Just give it to you guys?

They came like this two or three times almost every month. Life in the housing estate was impossible for everyone, as they had to listen to their family performing opera every day.

"Write my mother's name on it." He Mingliang's uncle said hurriedly, "When Mingliang grows up and gets married, give him the house."

He Mingliang sneered: "I don't believe it at all."

They have brought this up before, and every word they said was for his own good. But in fact, the house was going to be given to his uncle.

His uncle lived with the old couple. His aunt was a powerful woman and had given birth to two sons and a daughter. The house of more than 70 square meters was not enough for them.

But his grandmother didn't want to come and live with us.

I don't know why she likes to stay in the old house so much, and is scolded by her young daughter-in-law every day. She complains that her cooking is bad, she is unhygienic, and she is not careful when taking care of the children.

"King, you must have been corrupted by your mother. We are a family and your mother is an outsider." His uncle was still making trouble.

Everyone was at a loss. One wanted the house, but the other refused. The old woman decided to move in. "Then I'll just live here and keep an eye on this woman. I can't let her cheat on my son."

He Mingliang's mother was so angry that she burst into tears, but she couldn't stop him.

He Mingliang didn't say anything else. He gritted his teeth and said nothing. His grandmother would stay there if she wanted. He was afraid that after a few days, she would not be happy here.

Seeing that the farce came to a temporary end with the old woman moving into He Mingliang's house, the crowd was about to disperse.

Li Yutong suddenly said, "If the old lady moves to the eldest son's house, and the younger daughter-in-law says that the old lady doesn't take care of the child and is partial to the eldest son, what should we do? Should we send the child over here?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the surroundings fell into silence.

Everyone looked at each other, this was really possible.

By sending the child here, doesn't that mean indirectly occupying the house of this mother and child?

"Who are you and what does it have to do with you?" He Mingliang's uncle was immediately furious and pointed at Li Yutong and cursed viciously.

"I was just saying it casually. If you don't do it and have a clear conscience, why are you so anxious?" Li Yutong said with a confused look on her face.

This sentence put a stop to Uncle He's plan.

"Nonsense, you have nothing to do here, get out of here, get out!"

Shen Jiaze's face turned cold and he stood in front of Li Yutong: "Who are you scolding?"

Uncle He still had a black briefcase tucked under his elbow. He wanted to do big business and make a lot of money every day, but this was the first time he was scared by someone: "What are you doing?"

He was a businessman and had seen some rich kids who lived a life of luxury. The boy in front of him had a feeling that ordinary people wouldn't dare to mess with.

"This road is not yours, why do you care how long we stand there?" He Zixuan jumped out hurriedly to protect his cousin.

He Mingliang looked at them in confusion. He had just seen the bicycle he was riding in the game hall. It belonged to that girl.

Uncle He was humiliated and furious. He turned around and told his mother impatiently: "Mom, hurry up, what's going on? Say something."

When the old woman heard this, she still wanted to go to He Mingliang's house: "I will live in my eldest son's house."

He Mingliang was anxious, but he couldn't stop her. If he didn't stop her, he was really afraid that she would bring her uncle's three children to live with her, which would cause chaos in his family.

He Mingliang's mother was so anxious and helpless because he was still soft.

When Uncle He saw his mother come in, he felt relieved, but he was thinking that it was all because of that damn girl's talkativeness, which made it difficult for him to send the child here in the future.

However, he thought about it, what kind of face is this? Does he want it?

It’s not money!

Uncle He left with satisfaction.

The noise stopped and the people in the family compound dispersed.

He Mingliang came over to thank Li Yutong: "Thank you, and your bicycle."

He pushed the bicycle from the corner and returned it to Li Yutong.

Li Yutong looked at the fatigue on his face and couldn't help asking, "What are you going to do in the future?"