Before Zhou Fugui could speak, Zhou Dazhu praised, "Bingchen really has a good eye. The price of rice now is only 12 cents per jin. The yield of rice from 100 jin of rice is 68%, so 200 jin is 136 jin, which is a little over 16 yuan. Uncle Fugui, you've made quite a bit of money!"
Zhou Fugui originally wanted to play the victim with Zhou Bingxing and get Zhou Bingchen to agree to give him more money for his retirement.
After Zhou Dazhu said that, Zhou Fugui's objections got stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say them.
Zhou Dazhu ignored Zhou Fugui's expression and buried his head in writing.
When dividing the family property, there has to be a public appearance of fairness, right?
Zhou Bingqiang and Zhou Bingxing give Zhou Bingchen 200 catties of grain a year as a pension. Surely Zhou Bingchen shouldn't have to pay two, three, or even four or five times that amount.
Nowadays, all family division documents are handwritten.
The parents and sons each received a copy, and the village also kept a copy for its records.
Even though Zhou Dazhu was used to writing, writing five family division documents still made his fingers ache.
"Uncle Fugui, take a look. If there are no mistakes, sign and put your fingerprints on it!" Zhou Dazhu rubbed his fingers and handed the family division document to Zhou Fugui and Zhou Bingqiang, saying.
Zhou Bingchen glanced at it, signed his name without saying a word, and pressed his fingerprint after his name.
Zhou Fugui and his two sons hesitated for a moment, but finally signed.
Zhou Fugui had thought it through clearly. Now that things had come to this point, even if the family wasn't separated, the bond between them could never be the same again.
It would be better to divide the family property first, and then try to get more money from Zhou Bingchen later.
Zhou Dazhu put away the paper, pen, and archived documents, stood up, and said, "Uncle Fugui, the matter is settled. I have some things to attend to at the brigade headquarters, so I'll be leaving now."
"Captain, come to my house for dinner tonight! Bingchen just happened to be back, so I had my second sister kill a chicken. We also have a bottle of Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor). Good food goes well with good liquor, let's have a good drink tonight." Zhou Fugui smiled warmly at Zhou Dazhu.
Zhou Fugui is very concerned about his image.
Zhou Bingchen rarely comes home, and before Zhou Fugui goes out for a walk, he asks Ding Ermei to kill a chicken.
It's already stewing, and the whole house smells delicious with the aroma of chicken. It looks so tempting.
"No, Uncle, I have guests at home tonight, so I won't be coming over." Zhou Dazhu smacked his lips and reluctantly declined.
This morning, Secretary Lin from the commune called Zhou Dazhu, saying that he would be bringing a friend over to Zhou Dazhu's house tonight to ask for Zhou Dazhu's help.
Zhou Dazhu was just about to climb up!
Since Secretary Lin and his friend didn't say what time they would arrive, Zhou Dazhu would definitely have to wait at home.
Even if Zhou Fugui's family were to have stewed chicken tonight, or even stewed phoenix meat, Zhou Dazhu wouldn't come.
"Captain, let me see you out. Thank you for your help today." Zhou Dazhu said solicitously as he saw Zhou Dazhu to the door.
Zhou Bingchen didn't try to snatch it; he simply went back into his room.
Zhao Zhenzhu is still waiting for news inside!
Zhou Bingchen planned to go back to his room to "report his achievements" to Zhao Zhenzhu.
Who told Zhou Bingxing to try and frame him?
He shamelessly haggled over every penny, saving 100 yuan out of the 120 yuan annual pension. There was also a loophole in the family division document, which Zhou Bingchen noticed but deliberately didn't point out.
Hahaha······
Why does it feel so good to get a bargain? No wonder Zhou Bingqiang and his gang used to love getting a bargain so much.
After Zhou Bingchen left cheerfully, Zhou Bingqiang and Zhou Bingxing exchanged a glance. Each saw a hint of regret in the other's eyes.
If it weren't for Zhou Fugui's "jar of gold bars" as bait, Zhou Bingqiang and Zhou Bingxing would never have agreed to divide the family property like this, even if it meant offending Zhou Dazhu.
"Big brother, why don't we tell the third brother the truth? Why does he get the same amount of pension money as us? He should get more," Zhou Bingxing said angrily.
Zhou Bingxing was very dissatisfied.
Back then, if his parents hadn't been kind enough to take Zhou Bingchen in and raise him, he might have starved to death long ago.
This is a life-saving grace!
Zhou Bingchen could never repay her kindness in his entire life.
Once Zhou Bingchen learns about his background, if he doesn't contribute more to his retirement savings, the villagers' scorn will drown him.
"No, second brother, don't upset Dad." Zhou Bingqiang hurriedly stopped him.
Don't let Zhou Fugui's usual hunched shoulders and slouching posture fool you; he can be quite terrifying when he gets angry.
Zhou Bingqiang saw it once when he was a child, and he still feels lingering fear.
"Big brother, are you taking the third brother's side?" Zhou Bingxing asked with a stern face.
“Second brother, I’m not speaking up for the third brother, I’m speaking up for you! The family division documents are still fresh in our minds. If you go to the third brother now and ask him to increase our parents’ retirement allowance, there’s no way he’ll agree,” Zhou Bingqiang said.
"Big brother, Mom and Dad will live with you from now on. Get more money from the third brother so you can spend more money later!" Zhou Bingxing said angrily.
He was thinking of his elder brother's best interests, but his elder brother didn't appreciate it.
“Second brother, I don’t want to take advantage of third brother. I advise you not to go looking for trouble. Third brother is not someone to be trifled with. If you go and cause him trouble, be careful he doesn’t beat you up.” After Zhou Bingqiang finished speaking, he didn’t want to talk to his stupid younger brother anymore and went back to his room.
After standing there stunned for a few seconds, Zhou Bingxing also went back into the house dejectedly.
According to the Zhou family rules, women are not allowed to participate in important family matters. They can only wait for the men to discuss it and then inform the family from their room.
Ding Xiaocui usually loves to eavesdrop.
He hadn't found a chance today, but he'd already been peeking at Zhou Bingxing several times. If Zhou Bingxing didn't go back inside soon, his ears were definitely going to suffer.
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