The old men and women of the Huang family joined in the fight, spitting at each other. Several of their younger brothers, including their daughters, also took sides, and they would quarrel three times a day.
They disliked each other over trivial matters, which eventually led to a war of words, and they almost couldn't live together.
Huang Tai was so annoyed that he was dizzy all day long. He couldn't sleep well at night and couldn't help dozing off at work.
If his colleague hadn't pulled him back, he would have nearly fallen onto the cutting machine. He was so frightened that he spent the whole afternoon in shock. He went home and decided to resolve the matter.
He was not the type to work hard, and he didn't want to get up early and work late and be exhausted like a grandson.
After thinking about it, since you guys are arguing so much, you might as well all go to work, but you have to hand over most of your salary every month.
Both brothers Huang Damao had no objection, but they started arguing again over who would become a formal worker.
In the end, it was Mr. Huang who made the final decision and let his eldest grandson go.
His opinion is very important at home. Although Huang Ermao was not convinced, he did not dare to say anything, for fear of losing his temporary worker position.
The Huang family originally had no plans to sell the house. They planned to continue living in the city and have their two eldest grandsons work there.
Anyway, young people can just find a dormitory or rent a cheap room and send money back on time every month.
But Huang Tai felt that this was not possible, because the son he raised knew the situation well.
Without elders watching over them all the time, they may be obedient in the first few months, but it will be a wonder if they will remember to send money after a while.
It was considered good that he was holding on to the money and was reluctant to send it back home. He was worried that Da Mao and his wife would go out and live a life of luxury and debauchery, spending all their salary, and then the whole family would be left with nothing.
After hearing what he said, Mr. Huang also understood the seriousness of the matter.
In addition, he was eager to hold his eldest grandson in his arms, so he naturally decided to move to the county town.
The question arises again. If a family rents a house, it would be more cost-effective to buy one.
But he had a large family and had to be very frugal with his daily expenses. Even mice were reluctant to come into his warehouse, so he couldn't take out a single extra penny.
If I don’t sell my ancestral home, where will I get the money to buy a house?
Grandma Huang had originally secretly considered He Ruixue's interests, thinking that since they were neighbors, she could introduce her son to her family when they became closer. Then the big house next door would become his, right?
Later, she realized that He Ruixue looked down on her grandson, so she turned to being a matchmaker to help people reconcile and earn some red envelope money.
As a result, he was almost tortured to death by Zhao Meiya, and only then did he calm down.
That night, Old Man Huang sat in front of the ancestral tablet for most of the day before finally deciding to exchange the house for money.
He figured it out. His family had reached a dead end. As his son's energy wore off, they would become poorer and poorer, and no one would be willing to marry into his family.
The most important thing for their family is to let their eldest grandson get married and give him great-grandsons, so as to continue the bloodline.
In comparison, his son's job and the ancestral home were all things that could be given away in his eyes.
During the period when the Huang family was in chaos, the He family was also in turmoil.
On the weekend, shortly after dawn, a stranger came into the yard.
"Shu Yu, Auntie is here to see you. I heard from Shu Hua that you just had surgery. How are you recovering well?"
I heard his voice before I saw him.
Pan Shuyu's aunt, Pan Shuhua's mother, is a very strong woman as can be seen from her behavior.
This was indeed the case judging from her appearance. She had her hair in a bun at the back and her hair in the front was oiled and shiny.
To prevent gossip, her hands and ears were bare, but her ear piercings were long, and you could see traces of heavy earrings she had worn in the past.
Her name is Ye Zhen. She has upward-slanting eyes and a noticeable vertical cleft between her eyebrows, which was caused by frowning for a long time.
The wrinkles at the corners of her eyes were obvious, and one could tell she was getting older, but she was better maintained than many women. She was wearing a satin gown, and it seemed that she had lived a life of luxury for quite some time.
Pan Shuyu woke up early and was washing rice to cook porridge.
Seeing her coming, his expression was unnatural for a moment, "Auntie, you are here."
"I've been wanting to come for a long time, but I just couldn't find the time. Look what I brought you: ginseng and bird's nest, all good for your health."
"Where does my aunt work?"
"Where do I go to work? I live off your brother and now I'm at home taking care of my granddaughter.
You have seen it, our little Niuniu is so adorable, she can’t leave me, her grandma, for even a moment.”
Pan Shuyu chuckled twice, her eyes becoming even more indifferent. "Really? I thought you were working, so I chose to come over on weekends."
If you wanted to see her, why didn't you come before? You are so hypocritical.
She glanced at the things on the table. There were food, daily necessities and medicinal herbs. It was quite complete, but not very thoughtful.
It was obvious that it was a gift from someone else, so she handed it to her unopened.
“There are so many things here. It’s amazing that Auntie is so thoughtful and still remembers the good things we ate before.
I remember that when you left, you took away all the bird's nests in the kitchen. Is the amount here enough to be even one tenth of what you had originally?"
Pan Shuyu's words were like sharp needles, piercing people, making Ye Zhen feel particularly uncomfortable.
She didn't think she had done anything wrong. Her husband died early, and she raised the children and took care of her parents-in-law. She had already done her best for the Pan family.
The building was about to collapse, did she want to sink with it?
As for the property and wealth, they were compensation for her hard work over the years and were what she deserved.
Otherwise, if the old man's idea was really followed, it would be good enough for her second wife to get 30% of the family wealth.
Times have changed. Things have to be fought for. Just waiting for distribution is useless.
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