The pension plan of the ancient cannon fodder woman

When Wang Bin drove back, the sun had already set.

Su He's baked sweet potato also arrived, but she was quite disappointed with it. Where was the supposed red, soft and sweet potato? What was this white sweet potato that tasted like tofu dregs when you chew it? It wasn't sweet at all, and it had no other advantages except that it could fill your stomach. No wonder her aunt was surprised that she loved eating sweet potatoes.

Su Miao was not disappointed. This sweet potato was much better than what she had eaten before. At least it could fill her up.

Although she was small, she was extremely respectful of food and could finish a roasted sweet potato.

Wang Dashu took the village chief to his home for dinner. The village chief had been busy all day, so he had to entertain them well.

Shunzi was responsible for unloading the carriage and then driving the mules back to the cowshed to feed them.

As soon as Wang Bin entered the house, he was called away by his father, and when he came back, the joy on his face was gone.

Mrs. Zhou didn't care about her stupid son. She was busy frying meatballs.

Su He followed her grandfather back into the house. Sun was relieved to see Su He and her grandfather come in together.

"Boss, is everything done?"

"It's done. The village chief also moved the household registration of Hehua and the other two to our village."

Grandpa happily took out the deed and handed it to Su He, along with the remaining 22 taels of silver.

"Lotus, you three siblings don't have to worry about having these 15 acres of land. You can have enough food every day. When the weather warms up, hire a few more people and the house will be built in a few days."

"Thank you, Grandpa."

Su He took a quick look at it and put it into his sleeve.

"Mutou Tietou, there are meatballs fried in lard in the kitchen. Miaomiao is already eating them. You guys should go quickly."

When Tietou heard there was meat, he pulled Mu Tou away and said, "Hurry, Mu Tou, there is meat to eat."

Su He waited until everyone left before telling them about the Lin family's visit.

Grandpa frowned and said, "Hehua, go call your cousin and uncle."

Lotus walked to the door and called out, and both of them came in.

"Binzi, your wife's family came to make trouble today. You all know about it, right? What are you going to do next?"

Wang Bin stood there with his head down, his mind was quite confused. He didn't expect his mother-in-law to speak so harshly. When he took Xiao Zhao back to her parents' home before, the Lin family had always been very polite to him.

If Su He knew about this, she would definitely call him stupid. He used to bring gifts back with him, and of course he was polite since the Lin family could get benefits.

Nowadays, a married daughter goes back to her parents' home and eats and drinks for free. Then she finds out that her son-in-law has taken in three more burdens. Seeing that the family assets are almost depleted, of course they are not in a good mood when it comes to their interests.

"I'll ask Xiao Zhao to behave himself next time and come back to her parents' home less often."

Wang Bin thought for a long time and could only come up with this sentence. Su He couldn't bear to watch it.

"Fugui, what do you say?"

"If they come again, we will separate the guest house and let the young couple go there by themselves. Let Zhou take care of Tietou, and Tietou will take care of us in our old age."

Wang Fugui had already discussed this with Zhou. This time it was Hehua who was smart and scared the family away. Otherwise, who knows what the house would have looked like when they broke in.

We can't say that he thinks too badly of people. It's always right to be more cautious.

Wang Bin looked at his biological father in disbelief. Did he hear it right? His father wanted to separate him from his father?

"Dad, I am your only son."

"I would rather die without a son like you. Your mother and I are going to raise Tietou well. You don't have to worry about him anymore. You don't have to take care of him in his old age. Just take care of yourself and your wife. I will give you two acres of land, a house, and one tael of silver. It's settled."

Wang Fugui left after he finished speaking. He went to see what Shunzi had fed the mule. This mule was much better than his son and it was not annoying to look at it.

"Dad, I won't split up the family, why are you leaving? Grandpa, please persuade my dad. Xiao Zhao has gone too far this time, but it's not to the point of splitting up the family. What will happen to my parents if I leave?"

"Ahem, cousin, you don't have to worry about this. I'm still here. Although I'm a woman, I have some abilities. I can take care of my uncle and aunt's retirement. Mu Tou is willing too. It will be the same when he grows up."

Wang Bin was about to cry. How could his own cousin come to make things worse?

"Cousin, what are you talking about? I am your biological son, why are you snatching it from me?"

Su He spread his hands and looked indifferent.

"Who says only sons can take care of the elderly? As long as my uncle and aunt have no objection, the three of us siblings are willing to do so. Cousin, don't be embarrassed. Just live a good life with Lin Xiaozhao in the future and be happy."

Wang Bin looked at his cousin who was so confident, and then at his grandparents who looked approving. He felt a little confused. How could the situation change so suddenly when he was away from home for just a few hours?

There was a full bowl of meatballs for dinner that night. Except for Wang Bin, everyone enjoyed the meal very much. Being full and having meat was happiness.

After finishing his meal, grandpa still had time to go next door to see what was happening after the division of the family property, and Su He also went there shamelessly.

They arrived at the right time when Wang Dashu was preparing to divide the money. He saw the two people coming and greeted them warmly.

"Da Ming and He Hua are here, Qing Shan's mother, please pour them two bowls of sugar water."

"Dad, I'll go. It's cold outside. Let Mom rest on the kang."

The third son's wife quickly ran out to pour some water. The sisters-in-law beside her who didn't have time to react all rolled their eyes secretly, but she was the only one who was smart.

Wang Dashu nodded with a smile, then started counting the silver.

"There are 329 taels here, 295 taels are for the six of you brothers. Your mother and I will keep the rest and give it to you a hundred years later. Oldest brother, there are eight of you, 39 taels, count them and see if you have made a mistake. Second brother, your family is......"

Six people came forward one by one to receive the silver. The fourth one, who had the most children, actually received 76 silvers. He held the pile of silver and grinned foolishly. The other couples were not much better off.

"Okay, the money has been divided. Let me be frank. The money has been divided clearly to each person. No one should be greedy. I will ask everyone tomorrow. The married maids will come back on the second day of the New Year. Don't forget to divide the money. Otherwise, I won't give you the land."

Wang Dashu looked at his sons who were all smiling happily below, and felt that he was getting old after all. He still wanted to have a lively time with more people around. None of the younger ones were willing to do so. Maybe they had been secretly blaming him all these years.

"Okay, it's not over yet, be quiet."

Wang Dashu lost no time and continued, "There are still 25 mu of land, 10 mu of first-class land and 15 mu of second-class land. Your mother and I gave birth to six of you, so we divided it among you, four mu of land for each of you, one mu of first-class land and one mu of second-class land. For the rest, you can draw lots. Whatever you draw is what you get. If you draw a good lot, it's good. If you draw a bad lot, just blame your luck. You can't blame others for your bad luck."

Wang Dashu took out 12 corn stalks that he had prepared, covered one side with a quilt and left the other side exposed, and asked his six sons to take turns drawing them twice. The four longest ones were first-class fields, and the others were second-class fields.