Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 941 - 923. Three Siblings Meet Up [Skip]

Chapter 941: 923. Three Siblings Meet Up [Skip]

Secretary Xiaozu also gave a thumbs up: "I always said the old lady has great vision!"

"Come on!" She brought the conversation back to the main point: "Are you sure Zhang Wang’s family won’t back out?"

Song Tan calmly replied: "My dad just said something very true, men, they understand what they need to — Uncle Zhang asked me to take him to the urban area to notarize his will, and now he’s still working at our place. I even said I would take care of his affairs when he gets old..."

"If he backs out now and expects his son to take care of him, it’s fine by me, but given his personality, I doubt he’d have the face to continue working."

The land has already been contracted out, and they have also helped earn the money, so if they stop working now, can his three children each give him a monthly salary of three thousand yuan?

It’s obvious that’s impossible!

Secretary Xiaozu extended his thumb: "You see things so clearly—hey, hey, hey, that car! The one that just drove by on the main road, is that his children’s?"

How would Song Tan know that?

But indeed, there is only one family living behind the mountain.

She thought for a moment: "It should be—wait, let me check the license plate number."

...

Meanwhile, inside the sweltering house, Zhang Wang’s family’s eyes were red-rimmed with a fierce determination:

"Come on! Let them come! They want money? They’ll get a beating from me first!"

In the past, he didn’t hit them because he felt sorry for the kids, but not hitting them now, is it because he is afraid these beasts will sue him?

Let them sue! Go ahead and let the whole country know, I’m not afraid. Besides not raising them well, I have a clear conscience!"

Just at that moment, Secretary Xiaozu pushed the door open: "Uncle, is the car with license plate number XXXX your son’s?"

Zhang Wang’s family suddenly stood up: "That’s it!"

He then wrapped the big cotton coat hanging on a chair around himself and, with a limp in his step, charged out the door. Coincidentally, there was a taxi driving by at the gate, followed by the roaring sound of a motorcycle.

With the same direction in mind, who else could this be for?!

Everyone swarmed over, and Song Tan directly hopped on a tricycle: "Come on, Mom, Dad, all of you get on!"

She also asked: "Teacher Song, Teacher Tang, want to go have a look?"

Oh my! The old lady really wanted to see, her heart was itching like crazy! But this was the other family’s sad affair, right? She was afraid that outsiders crowding over would be poking at their sore spot, which is why she has thus far restrained from saying anything.

This is also the way of life for the elderly couple—stay out of other people’s family matters.

Generally speaking, meddling usually means you can’t please anyone.

But this time seems to be a little different...

The old lady glanced at Zhang Wang’s family, saw him twist the handle of the tricycle, and he was already heading up the mountain. So without hesitation, she let Wu Lan and Song Sancheng help her onto the vehicle: "Let’s go!"

Secretary Xiaozu and Zhang Yanping, Xin Jun: ...

They looked at Qiaoqiao, then glanced at Daduo—

No matter how small, it’s still a tricycle! They could squeeze in!

Suddenly, in this tiny village, a variety of tricycles created an atmosphere that was as edgy and tense as if they were about to start a race.

...

Meanwhile, on the way up the mountain, Zhang Baojiang had been grumbling to his wife all along, "The village seems to have become quite well-off, look at the road that’s been built right up to our doorstep!"

After saying that, he looked into the distance and curled his lip, "Just a small stretch left, why can’t they extend it all the way to our old house?"

It’s rare for houses in the village to be right beside the main road; they’re usually some distance away. Those who were particular about it would make sure their own front roads were paved with concrete during the roadwork.

This detour wasn’t far, and wouldn’t cost much.

His wife then made a suggestion, "Your dad’s not doing well, right? He definitely wouldn’t have had the time to discuss these matters with the road builders... Technically, as the eldest son, this house should be yours, right?"

"Of course it’s mine," Zhang Baojiang was confident: "Following our old traditions, I should also get the lion’s share of the land... but our family doesn’t have much land, I vaguely remember there’s just a hillside of Kudzu root in front of the door, a few small vegetable gardens, and two acres of farmland..."

He gradually recalled the past and eventually concluded angrily: "My parents were too honest, they lacked foresight when the land was divided. We had a piece of mountain too, but it was far away... It’s right next to the hills of the neighboring village, nothing but trees on that mountain, and now the government won’t even allow us to chop them down."

That was true, each province had an annual quota for cutting trees in rural areas, and each province only got so much. You could chop down a couple of trees for firewood without an issue, but if you wanted to overhaul an entire mountain... No chance!

His wife sighed, "Back then, firewood was valuable, having a big mountain wasn’t a loss. But with all these rules and regulations now, I bet nobody would want it even if you tried to lease it out..."

The couple murmured and calculated this and that until their vehicle finally pulled up at their doorstep.

Having raised three children, Zhang Wang’s Family didn’t exactly have the strongest labor force, and their house was considered one of the most dilapidated in the village, so much so that they hadn’t even bothered to build the simplest of brick walls, just the most basic hedge.

It was made of split bamboo, needing replacement every few years. In the past, when the old lady was around, it would be covered with trumpet flowers and honeysuckle during the summer and autumn.

Now it was winter, and the hedge was dark and on the verge of decay. Through the gaps, you could see weeds sprouting through the cracks in the courtyard floor.

It was a picture of desolation.

This scene was just perfect!

So Wa Mei slapped her thigh, hurrying into the yard while starting to wail, "Dad! Dad! How could a perfectly fine man suddenly just—"

However, she’d barely taken two steps when she heard the sound of a car honking and motorcycles roaring behind her.

The wailing stopped abruptly, and both Wa Mei and Zhang Baojiang turned their heads, their expressions turning sour.

Getting out of the taxi were none other than Zhang Baohe and his wife, and dismounting the motorcycle behind them were his sister Baolan and her family.

None of them had brought their children along.

And what they carried in their hands... What a coincidence, 6 boxes of the very same brand of milk.

The group exchanged glances, none of them looking pleased.

It was the sister Baolan who spoke first, "Big brother, I don’t even know what to say, dad’s gone downhill and you didn’t even inform us, he’s my own father after all!"

She snorted coldly, "I know you wanted to come alone to coax his possessions off him, that’s just too heartless. We’re three siblings here!"

"Exactly!" Zhang Baohe’s face was grim: "Big brother, it’s a new era now, we don’t go by those old traditions anymore, about the eldest son and grandson getting 80% of the property, that’s not going to happen!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Baojiang felt a sense of relief in his heart.

Glancing at his wife, he couldn’t help but sigh, "Isn’t that I was also not certain? I didn’t want to blurt it out and have you all come rushing over in a panic..."

"Baohe, Baolan, look what you’re saying, about the eldest son and grandson wanting 80% of the land... Do I seem like that sort of person? I don’t even come back here, what do I need the rural land for?"

"If you want it, you two can split it. As an eldest son and grandson, the least I can do is to give the old man a grand and dignified last hurrah - with the little he has, how much will be left after the funeral?"

He sighed, "I’m not after anything."

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