Whenever Lin Anji thought of the death of his children, he felt heartbroken. It was from that time that he began to feel some resentment towards the two elders. He wanted to tie the remaining two children to his belt for fear that something would happen to them.
So now, even though he was very afraid of the old man and his legs were weak with fear, he could not give in.
Not to mention that his wife's hand was tightly clasped under the table, giving him strength and the courage to confront the old man.
For the sake of their two children, they had no choice but to divide the family property so that they could have control over the family money and use it for their children.
Mr. Lin didn't want to see his eldest son, so he turned his gaze away and asked his second son, "What do you think?"
When Lin's second daughter-in-law heard Mr. Lin asking about her being the head of the family, she hinted under the table in a concealed manner that she must divide the property this time.
Lin Anxiang was not as anxious as his wife imagined. Instead, he acted nonchalant and said in a rough voice: "Dad, I'm fine with it. I'll listen to big brother. If big brother wants to divide it, we can divide it. If he doesn't want to divide it, we can't."
Although his words sounded nice and he was using his eldest brother as an excuse to cover up his own desire to break up, it didn't mean the same thing.
Old Master Lin was a little disappointed. Both his eldest and second sons had the same idea. It seemed that the happy family scene in the past would hardly appear again. He couldn't help feeling a little sad.
"What about you? Do you want a share too?" Grandpa Lin asked the third brother as usual.
"It's up to you. If you want to split up, then split up. If you don't want to split up, then don't split up. It's up to you." Lin Anru answered indifferently.
The third brother's answer comforted Mr. Lin a little. He often thought, how great it would be if the eldest and third brothers had swapped their personalities!
There was no point in thinking too much. He sighed, closed his eyes and said weakly:
"Then let's split up!"
As soon as Mr. Lin finished speaking, Lin Shiyu turned around and looked at Lin Shijie, who had kept her head down and had not made a sound.
Sure enough—she was smiling!
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