"Second brother, what are you talking about? Do you want to separate the family too?"

Old Yangtou asked sharply.

Yang Hualin shrank his neck, obviously a little afraid.

But he still nodded: "Yes, the grandchildren are about to get married. It's not good for us to tie the whole family together like this! It's better to separate and live our own lives!"

As soon as Yang Hualin finished speaking, Yang Huaan beside him raised his head again.

"I agree with what my second brother said."

"There is no banquet in the world that must come to an end, so let's set up a separate banquet in our main room!" Yang Hua'an said.

"What? You, all of you..."

Lao Yangtou couldn't talk any more, so he leaned there, stroking his chest and breathing rapidly.

When Mr. Tan saw this, he was so angry that he almost went crazy.

After he stood up, he hit Yang Hua'an and Yang Hualin with the skeins of thread in the dustpan and the half-finished shoe soles.

"White-eyed wolf, bastard, you are going to be struck by lightning!"

Yang Hua'an and Yang Hualin quickly stood up from the bench and hid.

The bench fell to the ground.

Mrs. Tan refused to let them go. She picked up a feather duster and chased them both.

Beating and scolding at the same time.

The room suddenly became chaotic.

Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou could not sit still anymore, and they also retreated to the corner of Yang Ruoqing's side.

The three of them looked at each other.

What is going on?

Aren’t we here tonight to discuss the separation of five houses?

How did it evolve into this?

Brothers Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou were both confused.

Yang Ruoqing raised the corners of her lips and smiled with a playful look on her face.

Human beings grow up together. When you were a child, if you had one more bite and he had one less bite, you wouldn't think it was a big deal.

When we grow up and have our own families, differences will arise in many aspects.

From the perspective of Lao Yangtou and Tan, there is only one way to maintain this balance.

That's how the family learns from each other's strengths.

Three-bedroom and five-bedroom apartments are that long, and four-bedroom apartments are that short.

However, selfishness is human nature.

Resources are limited.

Every child wants to strive for more.

Therefore, the crying child has milk to drink.

Will the child who cannot cry feel willing to do so as time goes by?

Conflicts accumulate over time, and when they reach a certain point, they will break out.

Therefore, family separation is the general trend.

Over there, Tan was still chasing Yang Huaan and Yang Hualin.

However, these two brothers would not change their tune even to death.

The heart to separate the family is even stronger than that of Yang Huazhou.

Seeing this made Yang Ruoqing feel happy.

When I originally made plans with my fifth uncle and fifth aunt, I was already prepared to cleanse myself and leave the house.

Looking at this situation, the old Yang family is divided, and the fifth family will naturally get their share.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and watched the show.

Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou had no intention of going over to start a fight.

But Yang Huaming on the stool was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

"Don't separate the family, don't, this family cannot be separated..."

Yang Huaming cried so much that tears flowed down his face, as if he were mourning his heir.

The chaos in the room is still going on.

It wasn't until the end that Lao Yang fell off the bed and everyone gathered around him in surprise, then there was a pause.

After a bowl of tea.

The room became calm again.

Old Yang leaned weakly against the head of the bed, looking haggard, as if he had aged ten years.

"When a wall falls, everyone will push it; when a drum breaks, everyone will beat it."

"Split it, split it..."

Old Yang waved his hands and sighed quietly.

After hearing this, except for Yang Huaming, the other sons' eyes lit up and they were secretly excited.

"Mother Mei, go and get the field deed."

Old Yangtou ordered Tan again.

Tan stood there with a look of reluctance.

"I won't give them even half an acre of land, and let them starve to death with their family!" Tan said angrily.

Yang Hualin chuckled: "Mom, we are starving to death. Who will take care of you and your father in a hundred years?"

"Second brother, you are a crow-mouthed man. Why are you cursing me and your father to death?"

Mrs. Tan was so angry that her hair was messed up and her whole body was shaking.

Yang Hualin quickly apologized and smiled: "I'm telling the truth. I raise a son to look after him in old age. Even if we are separated, we are still your and your father's sons!"

Tan gritted his teeth.

Lao Yangtou said: "Stop arguing and bring me the land deed!"

Mrs. Tan had no choice but to open the cabinet and bring out some land deeds.

When Yang Huaan and Yang Hualin saw the deed, their eyes lit up.

They gathered around the bed.

Yang Huaming was also anxious now, but unfortunately his legs and feet were not strong enough to make it through.

He stretched out his neck and took a look.

Mrs. Liu said: "Sit tight, I'll come over!"

"Hurry up!" Yang Huaming urged.

Mrs. Liu quickly squeezed to the bedside and watched Old Yangtou counting the land contracts in his hand.

Here, Yang Huazhou stood calmly.

There was a relaxed look on the man's face.

Finally we can tell them apart!

Soon, Old Yangtou finished counting.

He glanced at the anxious group of people in front of him, and felt a chill in his heart.

"All the property of our old Yang family is here."

"There are eight acres of second-grade fertile land, twelve acres of third-grade farmland, and five acres of reclaimed land."

"The second-class fertile land will be divided according to the heads of your four households. The other fields will be divided equally. Anyone who dares to object will be cleansed and left home!"

Lao Yangtou then divided the land deeds one by one into the hands of his four sons.

Yang Hualin asked again: "Dad, is that all?"

Old Yang asked: "What else do you want?"

Yang Hualin said: "Money!"

"In these years, I have given my salary to my mother every year. Now I have to have some cash to share, right?"

"Besides, don't my parents promise to pay half of my Lan'er's dowry?"
To be continued...