Mr. Deng had already thought about what he would say and do when the family separated today countless times in his mind.
There was no rush at the moment, and I politely and rationally thanked Mr. Tang and others for taking the time to come and witness this.
Then he looked at the four Zhang Pumpkin brothers.
As for the other person sitting above, Zhang Laodou, who was staring with a pair of dead fish eyes and gasping for air, she only glanced at him in passing. This man is just a vase today, just leave it there.
Then he said slowly: "You four brothers, it's rare for you to gather together so neatly on a year-round basis. You all came back today, and you know why.
Your father has been paralyzed for three months. He misses you every day and rarely sees you back. We all have our own busy schedules. We say we are a big family, but in fact we have already had our own small families.
It’s their own day.
I have been thinking about it these days, and I have discussed it with your father, and he has agreed. I plan to divide this family now.
As the saying goes, a tree has big branches. Our old Zhang family has four houses in total and a large population. Your father and I are both old, so I might as well divide the family among you while we are still alive."
Old Mrs. Deng spoke unhurriedly, and when she mentioned that Mr. Zhang had been paralyzed for three months and had not seen his son come back twice, Zhang Guanggu and Zhang Digua both had a little embarrassment on their faces. After all, there were outsiders in the hall.
Well, you still need some shame.
But when they were told that each had their own busy work, the two of them calmed down. Yes, they were busy, and they didn't have anything to do. How could they come home every day?
He also mentioned that the separation of the family had been discussed with Mr. Zhang, and Mr. Zhang, who was in charge, started to squeal even more fiercely, with his eyes staring.
Old Zhang, who had always been able to chat with Mr. Zhang, looked at him and couldn't help but said: "Old Zhang, what's wrong with you? Don't be too tired after sitting for a long time? Why don't you go back to the house and lie down on the bed?
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Zhang Laodou's choking sound was as loud as a bellows and made people panic, fearing that he would be out of breath.
Old Mrs. Deng said hurriedly: "He is angry. Don't worry, it's nothing serious. If we really want him to go into the house, he will be even more anxious."
After saying that, he glared at Zhang Gugua and said angrily: "It's not all because of you! Boss, tell me, how much does your father value you and love you? Among the sons, you are the one who misses the most!
And Asong, the eldest grandson! But your father has been ill for so long, and you only came back once. Asong, Lulu didn’t even come back to see you, and you don’t know how important it is to be busy studying all day long?
Is it more important than your grandfather being sick?
Do you think your father feels better? You just entered the house first, and everyone who should be called has been called, but your father is not in my eyes. Isn't your father looking at you longingly, waiting for your concern? Why?
Why are you so angry? It’s not all your fault!”
Zhang Laodou rolled his eyes: You damn old lady, you misled me! Shut up!
As everyone watched, they felt that Old Deng was speaking out what Zhang Laodou felt, so they were so angry that he rolled his eyes. They were really afraid that he would turn over and die of anger on the spot.
So when I looked at Zhang Pumpkin, I felt a little uncomfortable.
But no, what is such a big deal about studying that you don’t even have time to go home and see your elders who are sick?
It's okay to talk about it when you are studying hard, but the incident about Zhang Song has become a hot topic. He has time to sleep with the widow, but he has no time to come back to see his grandpa. He is such a good scholar!
Without basic filial piety, such a person will be useless even if he becomes an adult!
Zhang Gugua was so embarrassed that he kept trying to brainwash himself in his mind, "I'm shameless today, calm down, calm down, don't panic."
It is useless to explain things that everyone already knows. It is better to just shut up and say nothing.
Seeing him like that, old Mr. Deng sneered in his heart, but without holding on to his face, he went back to what he had said.
"Everyone is here today, and the village chief and others are witnesses, so we happily divide this family first. Pumpkin, your father is speechless. You are the boss. Tell me how to divide this family.
Do you have any ideas?"
Speaking of this, Zhang Gugua was excited all over. The reason why he came back today, and the reason why he couldn't bear to leave without turning around after being laughed at by the villagers, was because of the family separation!
He has no face in the village. He has to divide this family properly, and do it in a way that is beneficial to him. The division of Ma Liu has been done properly. From now on, he will never come back to the village again!
What are you afraid of, whether it’s a joke or not, whether it’s embarrassing or not?
Thinking like this, Zhang Gugua was clear-headed at the moment. He looked at Old Deng and said without hesitation: "Since ancient times, the eldest son has been divided into 70% of the family, and the remaining 30% is divided equally among the other sons. Our family is no different from other families."
, naturally it follows this rule."
This is correct. This is generally the rule when it comes to family separation.
Old Deng nodded, then looked at Zhang Digua and Zhang Hugua, "What your elder brother said, do you have any objection?"
But Zhang Donggua was ignored.
But the village chiefs thought that old Deng had always disliked second wives, so they weren't surprised.
Zhang Hugua shook his head, he listened to his mother.
Zhang Digua made up his mind that he would benefit from hiding behind his eldest brother today, and he would not rush forward like a fool. There were so many people, and he didn't want to be scolded by his mother.
Besides, the eldest son would get 70%, and the other sons would get the remaining 30%. There was no way around this, so he had nothing to argue about, so he shook his head.
Seeing that no one had any objections, Old Deng said: "Then let's divide it like this."
"Our old Zhang family doesn't have any land. Over the years, your father has worked hard and bought up a lot of money. We originally had some money, but last year, the third brother took fifty taels of silver from here.
After buying a few more houses, there is nothing left. The rest is just this big blue brick house, the grocery store in the town, and the house in the county that I bought not long ago..."
Before these words could be finished, Zhang Guanggu and Zhang Digua both had something to say. Zhang Digua was cautious and asked Zhang Guanggu to take the lead.
"Mom! The house in the county was agreed to be bought for Song'er as a wedding house. It was also named after Song'er. My father didn't say at the time that it belonged to the public, so it can't be counted among Lao Zhang's family.
Let’s share the wealth of each family.”
He said this so urgently and righteously that the village chief and others couldn't help but look sideways.
If there is no separation of families, then the family only has a bench, which is also owned by the public. How can anyone secretly record the name of a grandson?
Zhang Laodou is too concerned about his eldest son and his eldest grandson.
But who told people to be successful and good at studies? Zhang Lao Dou always talked about it, so he didn't doubt Zhang Guangua's statement that it was Zhang Song who agreed to buy the house when Zhang Lao Dou did it.
I just can't help but wonder how a good grandson who cares so much can do such a shameful thing.
Old Mrs. Deng glanced at Zhang Pumpkin, with a surprised look on his face, "I didn't know that your father told you privately that this house will belong to Asong when you bought it? Did you mention Asong's name when you bought it?"