Reborn as Tycoon's Wife in the Countryside
Chapter 83 worries to pieces

Chapter 83: 83 worries to pieces

Su Zongming belched from the alcohol, "Yes, it’s yours. When your eldest brother passed away, he divided the family properties into two parts. Originally, both were supposed to be equal, containing both good and poorer fields. Then you and Guaizi drew lots, and whatever lot you drew, that was yours...

Upon hearing Su Zongming mention the past, Su Xiaofeng’s eyes narrowed; it seemed there had been quite a bit of trickery when the land was divided back then.

Usually as cunning as a monkey, Su Zongming turned into a chatterbox once he drank, spilling everything. Listening to his father, Su Guisheng realized his father was definitely drunk, which made him more talkative.

He forgot about eating and pulled Su Zongming aside to leave, "Dad, my sister-in-law is right, today there are guests at my elder brother’s house, we should discuss this matter about the house tomorrow. Dad, let’s go home to eat; Donghua has cooked lots of food."

"Let’s just eat here, since we’ve come all this way. Why go back?" Su Zongming refused to get up.

"Yeah, let’s eat here," Xiaofeng went into the kitchen and brought out another bowl of braised pork and placed it in the center of the table. This bowl of meat was supposed to be saved for tomorrow, but to extract the true story of the property division from Su Zongming, she had to sacrifice it.

Looking at the braised pork, Su Zongming swallowed, extending his chopsticks to pick up a piece.

Seeing the braised pork served, Su Guisheng also lost any desire to leave.

He and his dad had come to his elder brother’s place this evening for this very bite of meat.

"Uncle," Su Xiaofeng served a piece of braised pork to Su Zongming, "I didn’t quite understand what you said just now. You were saying when Grandpa divided the property, both portions had good and bad land, but when it came to my dad, why was it all land that couldn’t grow crops?"

All it comprised was deep-water and dry fields, while the good rice fields ended up in Su Guisheng’s hands.

Su Zongming stuffed another piece of meat into his mouth, "You... Grandpa had divided them all right, but during the drawing of lots, I changed what was on the top. By the time Guisheng and your dad finished drawing, Grandpa had no chance to change it."

Once the lots were drawn, of course, nothing could be changed.

While eating the meat, Su Guisheng looked up and retorted, "My dad is just spouting nonsense because he’s drunk."

Since he’s drunk, whatever he says, we’ll just deny it, no matter what.

Su Xiaofeng coldly smirked inside, this probably wasn’t nonsense, but the truth. That meant, back then, Uncle and my dad had colluded to deceive her father.

"There’s a saying, ’In vino veritas’," Xiaofeng coldly smiled, "I thought Grandpa was biased, but not to this extent. Turns out it was all Uncle’s doing. Our family didn’t starve to death thanks only to Uncle showing some mercy back then by leaving a few plots for my dad."

As Su Guisheng wiped his mouth, he pulled Su Zongming to leave, with a tone of impatience, "Enough, don’t think just because my dad talked a bit more to you, you can overstep your bounds. What landed in my part is mine; we’ll talk about the house tomorrow, no need to let the guests hear and laugh at us."

Now that the meat was finished, there was no better time to leave.

"No laughing, no laughing," Uncle stroked his beard, "I find it quite interesting, you can continue talking."

Ye Cheng: "...". Old man, can you have some shame?

Hearing Su Guisheng’s impatient tone, Su Zongming sobered up a bit, "Yes, yes, we should head back."

As soon as they left, Uncle stood up as well, "It’s getting late, we should also head back. How about this, I heard your dad will have his stitches out in a couple of days. Come over to my place the day after tomorrow to remove them, and I’ll treat you all to a meal. We are all neighbors; it’s good for neighbors to interact more, isn’t it?"

Glancing at Ye Cheng, see, isn’t your grandfather generous?

Wanting to invite the young lady for a meal yet not daring to, look how timid you are, nothing like your grandfather back in the day, sigh, it breaks my heart.