Zhuang Pinghua's foot was in excruciating pain, so he sat on the ground and slapped his face, getting blood all over his mouth.
"Even if we're getting a divorce, the money should be split in half!"
Xu Guiying frowned. "Money? What money?"
"It's that thousand yuan!"
Xu Guiying suddenly realized, "That thousand yuan, it doesn't belong to Song Yun!"
Old Master Song frowned. "That's the secret stash of money that Song Yun saved for me. It's not Song Yun's money, so why should I give it to you? How can you be so shameless!"
Grandpa Song and Xu Guiying worked together, and Song Xinfu added, "I know about the money, but Dad's savings book is missing, and it's dangerous to keep the money at home, so we had to give it to Song Yun for safekeeping for now. The money will be returned!"
Zhuang Pinghua struggled to his feet, pointing at Old Master Song, "You...you're all lying! You've gone too far!"
Song Xinfu said doubtfully, "Why do you think that money belongs to your family? What do you do to earn a thousand yuan? You're using the money to support other women. Song Yun raises chickens and ducks and does farm work. She can't even earn a thousand yuan in five years. Why do you think the money is yours? If you're mentally ill, go get it treated!"
Zhuang Xiaoxiao scoffed, "Sleeping with women has made you stupid!"
Zhuang Pinghua was so angry he almost vomited blood.
"Wasn't that money given to Song Yun by you? If it was given to Song Yun, then it belongs to us, the dealers!"
Even the village committee secretary couldn't stand it anymore.
"Alright, Zhuang Pinghua, this whole thing was your fault!"
"The money belongs to the Song family, and you have no proof that it's yours!"
Zhuang Pinghua was unwilling to accept this, saying, "The money is in my family's hands!"
Old Master Song sneered, "So, with so many of us standing here, do you think we're all yours? You mudfish with a little salt think you can go to sea!"
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