Jiang Shaoqin looked indignant. His cousin from his maternal grandfather's side was very popular at home and received all the good things. He wanted that too.
Just as Jiang Shuheng, the eldest son, was about to say something, his father stopped him, wanting to see what else his eldest grandson could say.
“Because I brought the pheasant back, strictly speaking, it is my property, and my property is my dowry.”
Mu Yi'an felt uncomfortable looking at her silent sister-in-law and spoke in a harsh tone.
"Yes, your second aunt's dowry belongs to her, and I, your second uncle, have no right to dispose of it. It's her property, and she decides what to do with it. Of course, the same goes for your mother's dowry and your third aunt's dowry; they decide what to do with it themselves. This is stipulated by law, and no one can change it."
Jiang Shuyun, fearing Mu Yi'an's impulsiveness, quickly took over the conversation, saying that some things didn't need to be made too tense, but the stance that needed to be stated still needed to be made clear.
"Second brother is right, Shuqin. Every family has its own rules. You can't treat your cousin's family's rules as your own."
Jiang Shuwen was surprised that his usually taciturn second brother would say such a thing, and he expressed his own opinion. Their family didn't have much wealth, and when the family fortune was divided, his eldest brother would get the lion's share, while he and his second brother would receive only a limited amount. He didn't care about this; it had always been this way. However, their family's hard-earned assets couldn't be handled this way, nor could they be taken for granted. He took this opportunity, and since his second brother shared his thoughts, to clarify things to avoid future trouble.
"Shuqin is just a child, he doesn't understand. Why are you taking it so seriously? Making such a big deal out of it is scaring the child."
As soon as Sister-in-law Jiang spoke, everyone looked at her, their brows furrowing in unison, and the atmosphere instantly became tense.
Mu Yi'an sat up straight, a habit she had before battle—she would never lose face, even if she lost the fight.
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