"Dad, Mom, is this what you're planning? Doesn't my daughter mean she's no longer your child? Doesn't my surname, Yang Yi, mean I'm not Yang?"
It was obvious that the second and third brothers were on the same side, so Yang Yi had to seek help from her parents.
"Yang Yi, your husband has a good job, and your parents-in-law are both experienced workers, and they live a prosperous life.
But look at your second brother. Both he and his wife don’t have formal jobs and they live a very difficult life.
How about this? I'll give the job to your second brother, and your mother and I will decide on the funeral expenses and compensation for your eldest brother and sister-in-law, and we'll give you a larger share."
The palms and backs of the hands are all made of flesh, and Yang Laoshi thought he had come up with a solution that had the best of both worlds.
"Dad, this isn't good, is it? The funeral expenses for my eldest brother and sister-in-law also came from the Yang family. How can I let my sister take them to the Liu family?
Won’t you and your mother need money to support yourselves in your old age? Won’t you need money to support these two little brats?”
Yang Bingkun's daughter-in-law Cai Jinhua expressed different opinions.
"That's right, my second sister-in-law is right. Now that we have a house, I'm getting married soon. Manman wants three turns and one ring, which will cost a lot of money.
The compensation from my elder brother and sister-in-law is just enough to cover my expenses."
When Yang Binghui heard what his second sister-in-law said, he almost laughed out loud.
How could I have forgotten about the funeral expenses and compensation? My elder brother and sister-in-law suffered a work-related accident, so I guess they will get a lot of compensation. Now my marriage is completely settled.
"What do you mean? Are you planning on giving me nothing?
Look at this, brother and sister-in-law! This is how they bully your only sister!
My parents are partial to their son and don’t care about me, their daughter, at all!
"Big brother and sister-in-law, you loved me the most when you were alive! If you were still alive, how could I have been bullied like this in my mother's family!"
Tavia Yeung started her performance by lying on the mourning hall and crying loudly.
Looking at his former relatives in front of him, Yang Baiyi felt a chill in his heart.
These are my dearest relatives! Their parents’ bodies are still warm, but they don’t feel the slightest bit of sadness. All they care about is profit.
Even though Yang Baiyi had seen through human nature in the end times, he had to say that these people could be described as the best.
"Brother, I'm a little scared. Are they going to take away our house and money?"
My younger sister Yang Xiaoxiao, a six-year-old girl, has always lived in the love of her parents and brother. She has never seen such a scene.
"Don't be afraid, Xiaoxiao. I'm here! As long as I'm here, they can't take anything away from me."
Yang Baiyi comforted his sister softly.
Although the soul has been replaced, the body and this little girl are indeed blood relatives.
Maybe it was the bond of blood, or the remaining subconscious of the original owner, Yang Baiyi felt that he was very close to the little girl in front of him.
"What nonsense are you talking about? We are all family, what's there to fight over?
After all, you are a high school student. How much have you studied?
Your father was born to your grandparents, and everything he has belongs to your grandparents.
Now that they are gone, shouldn't their yard belong to your grandparents?
Shouldn't their jobs and compensation be controlled by your grandparents?"
When Yang Binghui heard what his nephew said, he was unhappy.
"Grandpa and grandma, do you think so too?"
Yang Baiyi looked at the two old men and decided to give them another chance.
"Bai Yi, what your Third Uncle said may not sound good, but it does make sense.
You know, he is eager to get a house to get married, so this yard will be given to your third uncle.
We are worried about you two little kids staying alone in this yard, so you should move to your grandfather's house, and your grandmother and I will take care of you."
When Yang Laoshi spoke, he didn't dare to look his grandson in the eye at all.
"What about the job? Will you give it to my uncle and aunt? Then what will Xiaoxiao and I do in the future? Will we have to beg on the streets?"
There was a hint of coldness in Yang Baiyi's eyes.
"Bai Yi, you are still in school, and Xiao Xiao is only six years old. It's too early for you to go to work, and you don't know what the situation will be like by then!
No one knows whether the jobs can be preserved for that long. If the jobs are gone by then, won’t all our efforts be in vain?
It would be better to let your uncle and aunt take over first, just in case you graduate and find a job yourself!"
Yang Laoshi spoke in a lower and lower voice because he felt guilty.
"What about my parents' funeral expenses? Should I save them for your retirement? Should I save them for Yang Binghui to marry? Or should I let Yang Yi bring her back to her in-laws to bring honor to them?"
Yang Baiyi's expression became increasingly gloomy, and his entire body exuded a cold and murderous aura, causing the Yang family members in the room to shiver involuntarily.
"How dare you talk to your grandfather like that, you little bastard? You're so uneducated.
Your elder brother and his wife are gone, so as your uncle, I will educate you on their behalf."
Yang Binghui was so angry and embarrassed when his secret thoughts were exposed that he reached out to hit Yang Baiyi.
It was Yang Binghui who pushed Yang Baiyi down and hit the back of Yang Baiyi's head.
What they didn't know was that the poor Yang Baiyi had already died from the collision and his soul had long been changed.
Yang Baiyi had fought countless battles in his previous life, and at least eight thousand zombies had died at his hands. How could Yang Binghui, who had no martial arts foundation, deal with them?
In Yang Baiyi's eyes, Yang Binghui's steps were unsteady and disorganized, and his whole body was defenseless.
As long as Yang Baiyi is willing, he can take Yang Binghui's life with just a little effort.
But this is not the end of the world, everything is governed by laws and regulations, and Yang Baiyi will not kill people so easily.
However, Yang Baiyi did not feel any psychological burden in teaching this kind of trash a lesson.
After the baptism of blood and fire in the end times, Yang Baiyi's heart had long been as cold and hard as stone.
Before Yang Binghui could get close, Yang Baiyi flew up and kicked Yang Binghui in the chest.
Yang Binghui's entire body flew backwards at a speed even faster than when he came, and hit Yang Bingkun behind him.
“Hahahahahaha”
The impact on his lungs caused Yang Binghui to lose the ability to breathe instantly.
At this time, Yang Binghui was lying on the ground, with his mouth wide open, breathing hard, and it took a long time for him to let out a breath.
"Yang Baiyi, what are you doing? This is your third uncle, how can you hit him?"
Seeing her youngest son fall to the ground injured, the old lady who had been silent all the time suddenly became anxious.
“Grandma, they say the youngest son and the eldest grandson are the lifeblood of an old lady.
You only care about your younger son, but are you going to let them bully your eldest grandson like this?
Besides, I didn’t hit him with my hands because I used my feet.”
Yang Baiyi sneered as he looked at the angry old lady in front of him.
"He's your elder, your uncle. What's wrong with that? Are you still saying you can't hit him?"
The old lady squatted down, rubbing her youngest son's chest while looking at Yang Baiyi angrily.
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