"Two portions of silver, one for me and one for the boss."
Zhao Xiaoyu, who is feeling sorry for his father, said:...Oh my God, the old man is a talented person. He thinks that everyone is dead, so he does everything according to his own temperament and doesn't care about anything.
No, grandma was still taking care of her husband and children, leaving half for grandma, plus grandma herself had half, oh, she is now a rich old lady.
There is a stupid tree on the stupid mountain, and you and I under the stupid tree. Everyone in the room looks at each other, and we all think we have heard wrongly. Even Zhao Dawen's family thinks so.
Everyone in Zhao Dayong's family felt like they were struck by lightning, including the children. After all their hard work, they didn't get a penny.
The old man is such a bully!
Zhao Xiaoyu no longer feels sorry for his father now. Isn't there someone even more miserable?
She felt sympathy for her uncle who was about to cry, only to see a stubborn and unyielding look in his eyes. His eyes were slightly moist, and he raised his head slightly to look at the roof, trying not to let the tears fall.
Tsk tsk tsk…
God have mercy on me.
Fortunately, the old man was buried, otherwise my uncle would probably not be willing to go up the mountain.
Zhao Dashu was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses. My God, his father was still his father. He was indeed different from him. He was still as cruel even after death. This slap was so harsh that I probably will never get over it.
Zhao Dawen blinked, not expecting that the situation would take a turn for the better, and half of it was in his mother's hands. It doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter. My mother just loves him so much, and her money is his.
Li wanted to comfort her man, but the occasion was not right. She feels bad for him, so what are they? What will the villagers say about them when they find out? The old man is such a bastard. He wanted to slap them in the face before he died.
Dazhuzi lowered his head and clenched his fists. The money was gone. Would he still be able to study after the New Year? His grandfather harmed him. He was an old fool and always favored his uncle all his life.
"Do you have any objections?"
Seeing that everyone in the room had different expressions, Old Sun didn't care. After all, she was just a messenger, and she was satisfied that the old man had given her a copy. As for whether it was kind of him to do this, it had nothing to do with her.
But after all, he is her own son, and she actually feels sorry for her old man. Well, if he is filial, she will give him some in the future.
"No problem." Zhao Dayong uttered a few words through his teeth. This is not a matter of money. I pressed his face to the ground and spanked him. Does he care about his son? I’m afraid not?
Zhao Dayong had no objection, and neither did anyone else.
The division of property continues.
"I will divide the land between him and me, one for me and one for him, and he will give the land to the boss."
There was another thunder in the sky, burning Zhao Dayong inside and out. Dad is really awesome. He actually left everything to his eldest brother and gave him nothing.
Everyone in the room looked at Mr. Zhao and his family with sympathy. Even Mrs. Wang looked at Mr. Zhao and his family with sympathy. They were so pitiful! They were the ones who took care of them in their old age, and they were the ones who took good care of them, yet they were still embarrassed.
How come her father-in-law is so suitable for her?
Their family got money and land. The originally not wealthy family finally had some wealth. Thanks to my father-in-law!
Although he was secretly delighted, he dared not show it on the surface. After all, he got a great deal today because he was the eldest daughter in their family.
The old man's way of dividing the business made even the never-competitive Song frown. The father-in-law wasn't afraid of being criticized. The person is gone, so why bother letting people talk?
Since the government favors the eldest son so much, why didn't they let them take care of the old age? If it were them who were to take care of the old age, there would really be nothing to say about the current division.
The old man's family would probably hold a grudge against my father-in-law for setting them up before he died. Fortunately, their family is far away from the old house, and they didn't want to take over his things.
Zhao Dayong was so shocked that his lips trembled. He held back his tears and said, "No objection." They can divide it however they want. It's theirs. What can he say?
Good job, Dad!
Li couldn't help sobbing softly. This is too much. My eldest brother and his family don’t farm, and even this old man was reluctant to leave the land to them.
Yes, you can sell it even if you don’t plant it, and it’s worth a lot of money.
Daddy is not around to care whether my eldest brother farms the land or not. He only cares whether my eldest brother has money.
Hahahaha... Dad is really thoughtful about taking big brother into consideration.
I used to think that the third child was the most miserable because his parents didn't love him. But now I see that he is the most miserable and the one who was taken advantage of.
He was just his father's tool, a free servant to serve them in their old age.
Zhao Dayong felt very disappointed, and Zhao Dawen lowered his head and said nothing. He didn't dare to say anything.
Seeing that everyone accepted it, Mrs. Sun was relieved. She thought that her husband's family would not want to believe it and would have a big fight with her. She was ready to throw a tantrum.
"I still have land, and I plan to sell my share. Grandpa, do you want to buy it?" Old Mrs. Sun looked at her son expectantly. It would be best if the Zhao family's land returned to the hands of the Zhao family.
Zhao Dayong vomited blood, he had no share in the money, and the first person who wanted the money wanted to give it to him. I don’t know who the richest person in the family is.
"I have no money." Zhao Dayong said sullenly.
Old Sun was a little disappointed, "Old Third, what about you?"
"Mom, I don't have any plans to buy land." It hurts to hold the land in your hand. Only a fool would buy his own mother's land.
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