Chapter 128: It’s your own fault. You get the vase.

"You're the one who said that if a woman wants to be the head of the household, she has to manage the money!" Zhao Yong said to his wife in a flattering manner, "Look, the money is still not enough. Let's not buy such a big house. Let your parents add a little and just buy a small house."

"I'll tell my dad about it then and I'll take the money first." Guo Ruru stuffed the money into her pocket.

"Should we divide the things in that house?"

"Of course we have to divide it. We can't just take the money and leave with nothing. I'll go see what we have and take it back to our room first. We'll find a car tomorrow morning and take it all away." Zhao Yong went downstairs to put on his shoes. In his opinion, it would be a waste if he didn't take the things at home.

It's useless to take it. Even if it hurts, you have to grab the things first.

Yang Lan watched her little son open the curtain and go to the outer room. She felt heartbroken and distressed. How did he become like this?

Guo Ruru's face was full of pride at the moment. She glanced at her sister and felt happier when she saw that she was a little disappointed.

She had never been better than her sister since she was little, but at this moment she won.

They only heard Zhao Yong making some noises, but they didn't know what he was picking up. Soon he came back panting.

Then he looked at everything in the room. Some cakes on the cupboard and the clock against the wall all became his targets.

Yang Lan was anxious, "Old Third, what are you doing? Are you going to empty the house?"

Zhao Yong held the things in his hands and said, "Mom, didn't you tell me that when we divide the family, we have to divide the things. I am just taking the share that I deserve. If I take it too late, it will be gone!"

He couldn't hold the vase with his hands, so he could only take it away.

Su Jinxia waited for the moment when he turned around, walked to the cabinet and took the vase in her hand.

"Just take it back and put it in a flower arrangement."

"Put your things down for me!" Yang Lan shouted angrily, "You'd better throw away my things instead of giving them to me."

Zhao Yue, "Am I your biological child?"

Yang Lan sat back down with a guilty conscience, not daring to look up. She just whispered, "How can you not be my biological sons? Each of you was born from my pregnancy. You are my brothers who are connected by bones and tendons."

Su Jinxia handed the vase to Zhao Yue and looked at the old lady with a playful look on her face.

"If they are your biological children, why is there such a big difference? Your son almost broke down the load-bearing wall of the house and took it away. We just took a vase, and you are so disgusted?"

"Take it! Take it!" Yang Lan thought that luckily it was just a vase, so she let them take it and get out of here.

Zhao Yue looked at his elder brother and said, "If you don't take some food, he will take it all away in a while."

Zhao Qian shook his head. "I won't go. I can take the clothes and blankets in the house with me. With this money, I should be able to settle down."

Zhao Yue looked at his elder brother, who had a mature face and almost white hair, and patted him on the shoulder.

"Everything will be fine."

Yang Lan gets angry when she sees how loving the brothers are. The eldest has always loved the second oldest. Even though they have no blood relationship, they are so close to each other.

This puzzled her.

"Wife, come quickly and help me!" Zhao Yong's voice came from outside.

Guo Ruru immediately put on her shoes and went downstairs, "I'm coming, I'm coming!"

Yang Lan couldn't sit still any longer, so she got up and put on her shoes, and saw that the outer room was in a mess because of her little son.

At this time, the younger son and his wife were taking food from the cupboard.

They carried up bags of rice, flour, and cornmeal.

Just look at your son and take things into the house!

"Put it down for me!"

"Mom, we have separated. What will we eat without food? We will take all these. There are still two bags of coarse grains, which will be left for you and dad! Don't say that I am unfilial. I leave them for you!" Zhao Yong had already put on the bags when he finished speaking.

"If you take everything away, what will your father and I eat?" Yang Lan rushed forward and tore the bag from her daughter-in-law's hand.

Guo Ru Ru felt pain when her hand was pinched, but she pushed it away without caring about anything.

Yang Lan fell to the ground with a thud, and the back of her head was stuck on the door sill.

Everyone in the room was shocked.

Su Jinxia expected there to be a commotion, but she didn't expect it to be so big.

The threshold was made of wood, and blood had seeped out of it.

Yang Lan's head was buzzing with pain after being pulled up by her daughter.

She just felt dizzy and the back of her head was hot. She touched it and saw blood.

"ah!"

Zhao Lu was shocked, "Why is it bleeding?"

"What a commotion! What on earth do you want to do?" Zhao Mancang got down from the kang without putting on his shoes and helped the man sit on the kang.

He touched the back of his wife's head and found that there was indeed bleeding, but fortunately the amount of bleeding was not heavy.

Looking at them, there were a few small wooden stakes standing nearby.

"What are you standing there for? Go and call for help!"

Zhao Qian, "I'll go to the production team and bring the mule car over."

"No need...going to the hospital costs money!" Yang Lan was reluctant to spend money and felt that she could still handle it.

Zhao Qian looked at his father and asked, "Then should I still go to the production team?"

"Let's wait and see." Zhao Mancang was also afraid of spending money. He had just divided the money, and if he went to the hospital again, he would have to spend money.

Guo Ruru knew that she had gotten into a big trouble and was afraid that someone might be killed, so she had no choice but to go back into the house.

"Dad, I didn't mean to do that. Mom pushed me. Otherwise, I wouldn't have pushed."

Zhao Mancang was helpless and didn't know what to say.

Zhao Yue held Su Jinxia's hand and said to his father,

"Then we'll leave first."

Zhao Mancang raised his head and asked, "Why, are you leaving now?"

Zhao Yue, "Then will you hold a wedding for me?"

Zhao Mancang was stunned, thinking that he had just organized a wedding for his youngest son. If he organized another wedding, most of the people who came to eat in the village would be there to get something for free.

"The money has already been divided among you. We will not hold your wedding."

"Does that mean I won't care about you anymore after you grow old?" Zhao Yue turned the tables.

Zhao Mancang was speechless and could only make excuses,

"Your mother is in this situation now. If it's not good to hold a wedding now, you can wait a while. We will hold a wedding for you in a few months! This way, you will also be proud, right?"

Su Jinxia, ​​"If we wait any longer, this wedding will be cancelled. Old man, let's get down to business! Give us some money, and you won't have to worry about the wedding anymore."

"You still want money?" Zhao Mancang looked at the girl whose name he didn't know, "Is this what your parents taught you?"

Su Jinxia, ​​"My dad told me that I should not be bullied when I am away from home, so if you don't give me this money, then you are not my parents-in-law. And there will be no filial respect in the future."

Since everyone knows how to draw a cake, she just drew a bigger one.

Zhao Mancang thought about his youngest son's behavior and realized that the responsibility of supporting him in his old age should not fall on the youngest son alone, as the second son was the most promising child in the family.

"Wait, I'll give you something."