The pension plan of the ancient cannon fodder woman

Su He rushed towards the family desperately, holding a torch in one hand and a kitchen knife in the other.

These people were scared so much that they fled in all directions. When they heard that Su He was coming towards Su Bingzhong, even Wang Cuicui ran away.

Su Bingzhong was so scared that he fell to the ground and suffered urinary incontinence.

"Hehua, I'm your grandfather, don't come over, it's none of my business."

Su Bingzhong only became truly afraid when his death was imminent, and he no longer had the arrogant look he had just now.

Su He didn't really chop at Su Bingzhong. After all, this man was still her nominal grandfather. If he really hurt her, she would be in a passive position. She turned and went into the room. The table, chairs and wardrobe inside were all made of wood. When a torch was turned on, they all caught fire.

Su Bingzhong quickly rolled and crawled towards the door.

"Brother, save me!!"

The eldest brother is Su Bingyi, the village chief of Sanshi Village. He and Su Bingzhong have the same great grandfather. The two grew up together and have a close relationship.

Su Bingyi finally squeezed in at this time. Of course, it was not due to his own efforts. The place was on fire and people around him ran away. Some of them rushed home to hide their cotton.

So the two brothers were finally reunited.

"Hehua, look at what this has caused. Why can't we just talk it out calmly? Why do we have to make it like this?"

Su Bingyi felt that his role as village chief had reached its limit.

"Hehua! Calm down, let's sit down and talk slowly. The village chief will make the decision for you. If you keep shouting and killing, you will destroy the relationship between you and your family. From now on, you three siblings will be orphans in the village. You need to think it over carefully."

Su He turned around and looked at the two of them grimly, "We have been orphans for a long time. What kind of blood relationship do we still have? It's a joke! I will let Grandpa go to the underground to see my mother. My mother is already waiting. Grandpa, don't be afraid. Uncle and the others will come down to accompany you soon!"

As he said this, he pretended to run over.

Su Bingzhong was so scared that he shrank behind Su Bingyi. "It's your father who let your mother down. It has nothing to do with me. Hehua, you've got the wrong person. Su Decai, where have you been? Hehua's mother is looking for you!"

Su Bingyi was speechless. If he had known this would happen, he would have been too tired to complain. What did Hehua's mother mean? His brother was so tactless at his age.

"My father can't make the decision. Grandpa, don't blame me. You are the head of the family. Since we can't split up the family, let's go see mother together. It's almost the New Year, so we can all reunite together."

Who the hell wants to reunite underground during the New Year? This kid is really crazy.

"Separate the family! Separate the family immediately!"

Su Bingzhong saw the knife was close at hand, and the heat of the torch burned his face. If he didn't split up the family, he didn't have to split up.

It worked!

Su Bingyi didn't know what to say. Why didn't he just agree to it at the beginning? Instead, he insisted on forcing his whole family to hide inside the door and watch the show. Now, the house was burned down and people were beaten, but in the end, the result was the same.

Su Bingyi had not expected things to develop to this point. He felt very conflicted. He felt that his brother's family had treated Su He and his sister unfairly, but he had to give the elders a chance to mend their ways. This would be good for both parties.

"Hehua, since your grandfather has agreed, you should put down the knife too. Let's get down to business soon."

Su He cooperated very well. The torch rolled on the ground a few times and then went out. He put the kitchen knife into his chest with the handle still outside. His main move was to be able to draw the knife at any time.

Su Bingyi was so worried, "What are you still standing there for, Bingzhong, bring me some paper and pen."

"No need, Grandpa Village Chief, I'm ready."

This time, Su He took out a stack of papers from his sleeve.

There were 20 pieces of information in total, and each one had exactly the same content. Su Bingyi was literate, so he read them to everyone. The general meaning was that Su He, Su Che and Su Miao, three siblings, severed ties with the Su family from a certain year and month, and left the house with nothing, but they would not have to bear any responsibility for their retirement in the future.

The general meaning is that from the day they signed and put their fingerprints on the agreement, the three siblings became independent and considered themselves orphans.

There is nothing wrong with the content. The three siblings didn't ask for anything, so it is understandable that they don't bear the responsibility of raising the children in the future. But why are there 20 copies? Logically, the division of the property should be made in three copies, one for the parents, one for the children, and one for the village chief.

Also, isn't the signature at the end of this piece of paper too outrageous? Why do more than a dozen people in the Su family have to put their fingerprints on it?

Su Dacheng was furious when he saw it, but when he looked up and saw the kitchen knife on Su He's chest, he held back his anger and said, "Why does everyone here have to put their fingerprints on it? Our Ah Xing is only one year old, why does he have to put his fingerprints on it too?"

"Just press it, no need to waste time talking! Here, this is the ink pad, old man, start with you! Watch out, don't press the wrong place."

Su He had a look of impatience on her face. This family was full of ungrateful people. Their lives would definitely be better than these people in the future. It would be better to make a clear decision now to prevent others from taking advantage of them later.

Su Bingzhong was so angry that he was shaking all over, but he was also afraid of Su He's knife. This girl must be crazy, so he quickly signed to send this plague away.

The separation documents and the severance agreement were both important evidences, so Su He decided to put them all in her space first, so that when her younger brothers and sisters grew up, they could keep a copy with them in case of emergency. She would have to think carefully about how to preserve the rest.

"Hurry up, everyone. Why are you dawdling and not eating?"

Su He came to his senses and saw that these people were still lingering on the first piece of paper. He immediately turned into the boss of a black company, wishing his employees had eight hands to work with.

When all the papers had been pressed, Su He grabbed them all and didn't leave any for anyone else.

Su Bingyi looked at the pain in his forehead and had to remind her, "Hehua, you have to leave a copy of this division document for your grandfather, and I have to take a copy too.

"I know. I plan to go to the government office tomorrow to get the seal and have the county magistrate recognize our separation document. This is the safest way. I will take it back after I'm done."

Su He said it as a matter of course. The Su family members nearby had been holding back their anger for a long time. Wang Cuicui was the first one who couldn't help but said, "Do you think you opened the county government office and you can go and stamp it whenever you want? This is a joke. I think you are crazy."

"It's not that difficult to find the county government to stamp it. Hehua is from our Zhao family. Although she is now free, the friendship is still there. It's just a matter of stamping it. It won't take even a cup of tea."

Mother Zhang had been standing here for a long time and finally got the chance to make her debut.

"Hehua, I saw everything that happened today. I will tell the old lady the truth when I get back. If anyone wants to trouble you in the future, just come and report to the old lady. We in the Zhao Mansion are not easy to bully!"

Mother Zhang raised her head proudly and looked at Su Bingzhong's family with contempt. The meaning of her words was very clear.

Wang Cuicui's face looked very ugly. If someone dared to talk to her like this under normal circumstances, she would have started to throw the pot and curse, but she didn't dare to do that now. Mother Zhang had dressed up carefully this time when she went out. She wore a lot of jewelry on her hands, ears, neck and hair. She also wore this year's most fashionable cotton coat, which made her look wealthy and impressive.

This is not the most important thing. She understood clearly that this wealthy old lady came from the Zhao Mansion. It was said that even the county magistrate would be courteous to her when he met her.

Wang Cuicui was afraid of power and didn't dare to act like a spoiled brat.