Zhao Yongqiang knew clearly that for so many years, he had been relying on his mouth to feed himself and his whole family was supported by the public. If he was separated from the family, his life would definitely not be as easy as it is now.
As long as the family is divided, it would be fine as long as he is not separated out.
Contrary to Zhao Yongqiang's idea, Sun Meiping was happy to hear this. She separated from the eldest brother's family. No matter what troubles he caused in the future, it would have nothing to do with their third branch's family.
"Dad, you and mom are in good health, let's not talk about dividing the family." Zhao Yongqiang said with a smile. Whether he wanted to or not, he still had to say something nice.
Zhao Daqing glanced at the eldest brother and said, "A few days ago, the old man's family severed ties with us. We should have separated you two brothers at that time, but..."
Zhao Daqing paused, then continued, "It's just that I still want our family to be together and have fun, but now it seems that it's better for us to separate."
When Qian Chunhua separated from the Zhao family, the family's land had already been simply divided, with Qian Chunhua and Zhao Yongwen each getting one acre of land.
The remaining five acres of land belong to Zhao Yongqiang and the two elderly people.
If the family is to be divided, it is certainly not such a simple division. The house, money, support for two elderly people, etc. must all be clearly stated.
Also, this time, I can’t ask the third brother’s family to pay for my medical treatment.
Zhao Daqing has made up his mind and there is no way he can change it.
He waved and called Zhao Qingshui over, "Qingshui, go and get the clan leader."
Zhao Qingshui was still in shock about what happened that morning and was extremely afraid of the village chief and clan leader. At such a young age, he finally understood that his father's death was actually in their hands.
After hearing his grandfather's request, Zhao Qingshui waved his hands repeatedly, "No, I won't."
Every time the clan leader and the village chief came to his house, something bad happened.
At this moment, with a clang, the courtyard door was pushed open from the outside, and Zhao Qingyun appeared in front of the door with a book box on his back. He looked at everyone in the family angrily.
It would have been fine if no one had sent me off in the morning, but no one came to pick me up in the evening. Did they forget that I was still a patient?
Zhao Qingyun didn't even notice the third family's presence in the house. He yelled at Zhao Yongqiang angrily, "Dad, I'm so tired. Why didn't you come to pick me up?"
Zhao Qingyun still had a slight fever. After yelling at Zhao Yongqiang, he cried out of grievance.
When Zhao Yongqiang saw Zhao Qingyun, he realized that he had a son. There were so many things going on today that he had completely forgotten about him.
After all, this child has not been raised by my side since childhood, so it is normal for him to forget.
Alas, if his family was separated, Qingyun would be a useless child. How could there be money to send him to school? Zhao Yongqiang looked at Zhao Qingyun and regretted taking him back.
He has no shortage of sons, but what he lacks is a son who can bring honor to the family and pass the imperial examinations.
If Qingyun is kept by him without any money to support him, he will definitely have no future. Zhao Yongqiang has some self-awareness on this.
Zhao Qingyun cried for a while out of grievance, and when she saw that her father and mother did not come to comfort her as they did in the past, she felt even more uncomfortable. She burst into tears, threw away her bookcase, and ran back to her room.
Zhao Yongwen and Sun Meiping looked at each other, then looked at the eldest son's family. They, as parents, were indifferent, and as uncle and aunt, it was impossible for them to comfort the child.
Zhao Daqing looked at his most beloved grandson, who refused to eat after returning home and was still sick, but his parents did not care about him.
Zhao Daqing shook his head secretly. Never mind. He could barely take care of himself now, so how could he care about his grandchildren's affairs?
"Go ahead, invite the clan leader here." Zhao Daqing said to Zhao Yongwen.
The eldest brother's family is unwilling to split up, and now the only one he can control is the third brother.
Zhao Yongwen looked at Sun Meiping, who nodded imperceptibly, signaling Zhao Yongwen to hurry up.
Zhao Yongwen then turned around and walked out of the courtyard, heading towards the courtyard of the head of the Zhao family.
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