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Chapter 12: Equivalent to Leaving the House with Nothing

Jiang Youzhen looked at the cold steamed buns. It turned out that Jiang Fugui fainted from hunger because he left his lunch for her.

Carrying bags is hard work. How can you do it without eating?

She suddenly felt warm in her heart, thinking it was good to have family in this life.

In her previous life, her parents died early, and her family members were only concerned with fighting for her family's inheritance, so she simply went to an orphanage.

After that, I have been alone and have not felt the love and warmth of my family since I was thirteen.

Thinking about how Jiang Fugui, who had always been cowardly, actually stood up bravely this time and protected them behind him, he is definitely a responsible husband and father.

He is just a bit foolishly filial to his parents. Jiang Youzhen thinks he can be educated slowly after the family separates.

She tore off a piece and put it in her mouth. The aroma of white flour made her mouth salivate. The white steamed buns that she had disdained in her previous life turned out to be so delicious.

Hearing the couple talking about what happened today, Jiang Youzhen looked up and inadvertently noticed Si Ya's eyes, which she didn't have time to avoid.

Her eyes were full of desire, and she swallowed.

Seeing this, Jiang Youzhen said a little embarrassedly, "I, I'll go get some water for Dad to wash."

Jiang Youzhen couldn't help but blame his own negligence. The original owner had never eaten white flour buns, so how could these three sisters and the couple have eaten them?

She divided the steamed buns into six portions, walked up to the three sisters and stuffed them into their hands one by one, and finally came to the Shen couple.

"Mom and Dad, eat!"

The three sisters had tears in their eyes, which made them look extremely pitiful against the wounds on their foreheads.

But they couldn't hide the smiles on their faces. Erya didn't eat the steamed buns. "Give it to Erlang. You are sick and need to replenish your body."

Erlang has finally grown up. He used to like eating alone.

San Ya also nodded, without touching the steamed bun in her hand, and put it back in the bowl on the table.

Si Ya licked her lips and put the steamed bun over as well.

She had never tasted white flour, but her brother needed more nourishment.

Smelling the fragrance of white flour, she almost couldn't help it.

"Erlang, eat it yourself, Dad..." Before Jiang Fugui could finish his words, a steamed bun was stuffed into his mouth.

"Eat it all. If you don't eat, I won't eat it either. Good things should be shared by the family. Don't worry! Our lives will get better and better in the future."

Jiang Youzhen was not Mo Ji's person, and she was not used to such a warm scene and felt a little awkward.

"Dad, I'm going to go to the upper room first. We talked about the division of the family today. Come over when I call you later.

We must win today. Our future good life depends on you."

Jiang Youzhen had to say something in advance. If she was held back by this cheap father, wouldn't she be sick to death?

"What? Divide the family?" Jiang Fugui almost choked to death when a piece of steamed bun got stuck in his throat.

Jiang Youzhen didn't wait for Jiang Fugui's consent. He stuffed the remaining steamed bun into his mouth in one gulp and turned to go to the upper room.

When she went there, she only heard the roar of a few old men.

"Fugui! You are so successful. Our Jiang family has never sold children. How dare you send Erlang to the Li family?

It would be fine if Erlang died, and it would be reasonable to carry him away, but Erlang is still alive now!"

What does it mean to be dead? Although Jiang Youzhen also felt that if he died, he could be carried away and given a good coffin, which was better than a hasty burial.

Although I have to share a room with others, the room provided by the wealthy family is spacious, right?

But, didn't it mean that in ancient times, men of a clan must be buried in the ancestral tomb after death? If not, they would become wandering ghosts!

Jiang Youzhen concluded that this clan elder was not an easy person to deal with.

She simply didn't go in and just listened from a corner.

"Okay! Now that this has been done, let's think about how to save the reputation of our Jiang family."

The man spoke with great authority. Jiang Youzhen was familiar with his voice. It was the clan leader Jiang Heng.

"As for the Li family, you have to find a way to solve it. Erlang is still alive, so he can't be sold. We can't afford to lose him.

Besides, Erlang is the only legitimate son of your second son. You can’t let your second son be childless, right?”

At this time, the village head interrupted, "Since the head of the Jiang family and all the elders are here, why not do it today? Today, the second branch proposed to separate the family, and I want to do this at the same time."

"What? Divide the family?" The clan leader was shocked. "As long as the parents are still alive, the family cannot be divided. This is the rule! No way!"

Several elders were chattering and scolding Jiang Fugui for being ignorant, but Old Man Jiang said nothing.

"The family is divided but not the households. As the village head, I have already made the decision and agreed to Erlang. We agreed to it before you came, and Jiang He also agreed."

The clan leader in the room had a grim look on his face, and he had to give some face to the head of the village.

Others may not know or be ignorant, but he knows that this outsider can become the head of the village right after arriving, and his identity and background are not simple.

Although nothing special has happened in these years, this person has a wide network of contacts and still has some influence.

He is not Jiang He, this fool who claims to have studied for more than a month always considers himself a scholar, but in fact, how can he understand the social interaction of scholars? He is just a farmer who can recognize a few characters!

"There have been precedents for this kind of thing. Since the village head has made the decision, we should follow his wishes."

The clan leader pointed at Jiang Hailin who was hesitant to speak and said, "Where is your eldest brother? With such a big thing happening, he is hiding in the town and won't come back? Call him back and discuss the division of the family."

He turned around and looked at the old man, "Jiang He, what are the rules for dividing the family? Have we agreed on this before?"

The old man nodded, "Everyone knows the situation of my family. We only have three acres of land. My two sons need to go to school, so this time we will only give the second son the land, so the land cannot be moved. Education costs money!"

The patriarch and the elders were all confused. After the patriarch pondered for a moment, he finally understood.

"What do you mean? Are you only giving away the second child?"

The old man nodded and the patriarch frowned, thinking that this person was too biased.

"So what do you mean? Tell me, there are originally three acres of land, one acre for each of the three sons, which is just right! Now you don't plan to give it to the second son?"

"I really can't afford the tuition for school..." the old man stammered.

The clan leader waved his hand and said, "Okay! I understand what you mean. Then tell me what you plan to give to the second brother when the family is divided!"

"The west wing where they live now will still be for them. We still have some food left at home, but we have to save it for the winter.

I'll give them 30 kilograms of black flour. I don't have the ability to give them anything else, so this is the only way."

When these words were spoken, everyone looked at each other in surprise.

"Jiang He, have you thought it through? You're almost leaving the house with nothing!

"These thirty kilograms of black flour have to be used until next year's harvest. You have to give me some other household items, right? You can't even give me a pot, right?"

The patriarch sighed. He was the patriarch and he had to be fair.

But after Jiang He’s behavior, I’m afraid that Fugui will be separated from him in the future.

But it's almost over now, right? He's going to have no descendants!

"There are only two pots at home, one for cooking and one for cooking chicken. With so many people, one pot is necessary."

Jiang He shook his head. When he saw the strange looks people were giving him, he continued, "Give them the bowls and chopsticks they use to eat!"

"In addition, the pension of three hundred wen a month must be paid at the beginning of every month."

When these words came out, everyone gasped.