Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 942 - 924. Property Division Plan [Skip if necessary]

Chapter 942: 924. Property Division Plan [Skip if necessary]

Zhang Baojiang had a good plan; if the old man had money, they wouldn’t have been unable to pay when their mom was in the hospital.

What’s more, the only money was the fifty thousand yuan from Grandma! In the countryside, funerals don’t bring much money back. With Grandma’s funeral and preparing for the old man’s...

At most, there’d be thirty thousand yuan left.

Zhang Baohe and Baolan exchanged glances, both spouses thought it over, and then they exclaimed in unison:

"Why the hell?!"

Baolan was not great at math in school, but now she was a wiz with the accounts: "Big brother, how can you be so cunning? Who would want these mountains and old houses?"

"Exactly!" Zhang Baohe didn’t want to be outdone: "It’s you who are the clever one, trying to fob us off with those things and keeping the money to yourself!"

If there’s thirty thousand left over, each of the siblings could get ten thousand yuan. Ten thousand yuan can go a long way! Who wants the house and the land? What good are they? Not interested!

Zhang Baojiang’s heart skipped a beat at the mention of that seventy or eighty thousand yuan; his heart would’ve pounded, wouldn’t it? Right now, he kept a straight face, deliberately provoking them with his words:

"So you don’t want the house and the land?"

"You can’t always take the advantage." Zhang Baohe’s abacus beads were also clattering away: "The three of us, Baolan, you being a married woman, what’s there for you to fight over here? We’ve let that go before."

"But Big brother, we’re both sons. I have my share of the money, and I have my share of the house and land. But if you want to keep the old man’s house to cherish his memory, chip in ten thousand yuan, and give me half of the house. You keep the mountain."

Baolan grew even angrier: "Wow, second brother, I was the one who informed you when Dad was unwell, are you betraying me after crossing the bridge? Why am I not entitled to a share? Gender equality is a thing now, if not, I’ll take it to the court!"

While she said this, the expression on her husband’s face turned somewhat ashen—his wife’s dealings with her brothers were no secret to their family, but traditionally, a married daughter wasn’t expected to care for her parents, so prior gossip hadn’t impacted their family much.

But to make a scene at court was another matter entirely, where everyone is somewhat related. Besides, the sum wasn’t substantial, and ruining their reputation over this wasn’t worth it.

After all, they didn’t have to worry about public school fees or mortgage and car loans, their savings were always around two hundred thousand yuan.

And so, the six of them put on quite the show! If only they were capable, they might have built a sandbox theater by now—

The three siblings were ready to use toothpicks to divide their territories on a map!

Lady Tang, wrapped in her cotton-padded coat, stood by the road, her wise old eyes twinkling with the thrill of spectating, glancing at Zhang Wang’s Family at the forefront, she whispered to Song Tan:

"See? I told you showcasing your capabilities and kindness was useful, right? In times of trouble, someone would stand up for you."

If not for these three cowards with no shame, it’s like having a toad sitting on your foot – it won’t bite, but it’s irritating!

Not just Lady Tang, even Old Song’s family, including the robust Zhang Yanping, rested on Xin Jun’s shoulder, watching with keen interest.

They were regretting right now! If they had known, they would have brought some dried sweet potatoes; no matter what, they had to plant sunflowers next year! It’s too empty just standing there.

But then looking at the unmoving Zhang Wang’s Family, they began to feel subtly guilty.

— Although it isn’t good to derive happiness from others’ misfortune, given this family’s situation, the next part ought to be satisfying, right?

The group stood near the corner of the hedge, and Song Tan cautiously glanced at Zhang Wang’s Family: "Uncle Zhang, are you alright?"

"I’m quite fine!" Zhang Wang replied robustly.

The hedge was just a few bamboo poles, unable to block anything. Their movement immediately caused the quarreling group to part, and then Wa Mei was the first to widen her eyes:

"Dad! Why are you here?!"

And why do you look so spirited?

Zhang Baojiang’s eyes also bulged as he felt Zhang Baohe’s angry gaze! In their barren little heads, they couldn’t see anything else clearly, but one thing was for sure:

The lies about the old man being unwell that the eldest brother told were certainly just a cover for some advantage to be had! It was a good thing they had come!

Although they were confused again now, they had already come all this way, they couldn’t just let themselves be at a loss, right?

It has to be said, this is also a bit of cunning typical of greedy people.

At this moment, Baolan completely changed her shrill and sharp-tongued demeanor and hurriedly scurried over to Zhang Wang’s Family:

"Dad! It turns out you’re in good health after all! It’s all big brother’s fault, I don’t know who he listened to, taking any hearsay for truth, rushing me home without even having my meal..."

As she spoke, tears began to fall: "Dad, I only have you as my family now!"

Everyone: ...

It’s hard to judge, looks like everyone in the countryside is an Oscar-winning actor or actress!

Zhang Wang’s Family shook off her hand, avoiding Baolan’s support.

To be honest, if he were alone, old and feeble, a simple fall or injury could spell his end with his children’s indifference, he really wouldn’t dare to confront them like this...

He wasn’t afraid of death, but he feared dying a wrongful and stifled death!

But now, with such a large group of people behind him, it invisibly gave him a great deal of courage.

At this moment, he snorted coldly: "What did you come back for? This old bones of mine probably can’t squeeze out a couple of ounces of oil for you anymore."

With those words, Zhang Baojiang thought: You’re making good money selling Kudzu root, what took you so long? Who would even covet those mere two ounces of oil anyway.

He looked down on the fence-sitter, his third sister Baolan, but now his face also showed deep sorrow and weight:

"Dad, I know you blame us for my mom’s incident, I’ve been an unfilial son... but she was my own mother! But Baolan is right, now I only have you as my family..."

With tears in his eyes, he reminisced about the past and recounted 123 ways of how his parents’ love and care touched him:

"Dad, come to the urban area with me! I’ll accompany you for walks in the mornings and evenings, Wa Mei will cook all three meals for you, isn’t that much better than you dealing with noodles and pickles alone at home?"

"You’re at such an advanced age, enjoy your son’s blessings for once!"

If it weren’t for the inappropriate occasion, Song Tan almost laughed out loud!

She thought, what blessing do you have left? Is it the blessing of taking out loans?

And at that moment, Zhang Wang’s Family couldn’t help but reminisce about the past:

How exactly did he raise this child back then?

With his current spirit and appearance, who would not praise his youthfulness?

Although there were signs of aging on his face, he had eaten so well this half year, and no matter how tired he’d been recently, he hadn’t lost weight; his skin and complexion appeared much healthier and rosier.

How could his child read off from such a face that he’d been merely coping with noodles and pickles?

This thought quickly flashed through his mind, cooling him down completely and making him finally accept a certain fact.

That is—his children had never really taken him to heart.

Search the lightnovelworld.cc website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.