Traveling through ancient times to survive

"Uh-huh?"

Zhao Decheng opened his eyes wide. What did Third Aunt mean by this? The Third House was also going to the county? What good things were they thinking! Absolutely impossible!

"What does this mean, Aunt San?"

Mrs. Zhao looked innocent: "Cheng'er has made it big, and we can go to the county with him to enjoy a good life. Isn't that what we agreed on in the beginning? Is there something wrong with that?"

"Aunt San, this is not right at all! Our first and third branches have already separated!"

Seeing that Zhao Sansao was bullying her own son, Zhao Dasao didn't even pack up her things. She walked over angrily, pointed at Zhao Sansao's nose and cursed her. Now that her son had entered the government to work, she was very confident.

"You shameless man, we just divided the family property a few days ago, and you are so old and confused that you can't remember it? At that time, your face was almost broken by laughter, and now that my son has become successful, you don't admit it? Not to mention that there is no door, there is not even a window!"

Sun Xiaocao quickly chimed in: "Old Third's family, this is your fault. After the family split up, we are now two families. How can an aunt live with her whole family in her nephew's house? Isn't this a joke?"

The old man frowned and said nothing. Zhao Chengshan watched the excitement as if it had nothing to do with him.

Mrs. Zhao ignored the two people's verbal attacks. She looked at Zhao Decheng and asked directly, "Cheng'er, our third house has borne a lot of your expenses for studying before. You can't deny it, right?"

Zhao Decheng really couldn't deny it, and he nodded reluctantly.

"Since your current achievements are due to our contribution, and now that you have a bright future, you can't leave us alone, right?"

Mrs. Zhao was justified. Did her previous efforts count after the family division? There was no such good thing in the world!

Mrs. Zhao pointed at Mrs. Zhao's nose and yelled, "Bullshit! It was obviously your third branch that wanted to separate! We are two families now!"

Scolding his wife is disrespecting himself, how could Zhao Chenghe tolerate it: "Sister-in-law! You'd better keep your mouth clean. It's okay for you to scold us. We can only bear the humiliation and have no ability to resist. Who told us that we have no power and no influence, and no one stands up for us. Sister-in-law, you are still so outspoken when you go to the county. Aren't you afraid of bringing trouble to your son!"

Mrs. Zhao looked at her son fearfully, and seeing his dissatisfied look, she had to force herself to swallow the dirty words in her mouth.

The old man and his wife knew that their son was talking about them. Sun Xiaocao looked at the old man expectantly, hoping that he would say something good about his youngest son.

Not to mention that her youngest son has always been her favorite son, she also felt reluctant to let him go. In fact, what her youngest son said made sense. The third room had indeed contributed a lot and should not be kicked out.

Sun Xiaocao didn't know that whether to bring the third wife into the city was no longer something the old man could decide. She couldn't see it clearly, but the old man knew it very well.

If he insisted on taking the third wife with him today, he and his wife would have to be left in the village together, and Cheng Ge'er would be completely alienated from the two elders.

He had finally cultivated a seedling that entered the government office, and he couldn't go and dig up the roots when the harvest was about to come.

Although he knew that Cheng Ge'er was not a good and filial grandson, he had paid too much for Cheng Ge'er. For Cheng Ge'er, he almost cut off all ties with the second brother's family and offended most of the clansmen and villagers.

After making such a great sacrifice, the old man still has to live out his retirement alone in the village. How will his old friends who once heard him brag look at him?

The old man felt terrible when he thought that others might be laughing at him behind his back. He would never allow himself to become a negative example in the village!

Even if life in the county is not more comfortable than in the village, even if his grandson is unfilial, he will go to live in the county for a while. Then he can move back to the village and shut others up.

The balance in the old man's heart instantly tilted towards the eldest wife: "Third brother, the division of the family is an established fact. It was agreed by you two at the beginning. No one forced you. It's useless for you to act like a rogue now."

Zhao Chenghe stared at the old man for a while, then smiled sarcastically: "Dad, my third branch accepts the division of the family, but we can't just throw away the efforts we made in the past, right?"

"Who are you calling a dog?"

Mrs. Zhao started to argue with people again. She felt that there was absolutely no problem this time. She was helping her son, and her son couldn't be unhappy, right?

Everyone looked at Mrs. Zhao in surprise. There were actually people who couldn't wait to be the dog? It was Cheng Ge'er's blessing to have such a mother!

Zhao Decheng has begun to regret taking his mother to the county town. With his mother's not-so-bright head, who knows how many jokes she will make once she gets to the city. Will he live with people around him looking at him with laughter in the future?

No, grandpa and grandma must follow me into the city. I'll ask grandma to discipline my mother so that she won't embarrass him. The slight reluctance to accompany the old man and his wife disappeared immediately.

Seeing everyone's strange looks, Mrs. Zhao realized that she had just done something stupid. She felt very upset and blamed herself for being quick-witted. The most hateful one was the third wife. She just spent a little less money than the first wife, but she was still fussing about it. She was so petty and no wonder she had no future. Mrs. Zhao cursed in her heart.

This is easy to say without any concern. If the positions were reversed, Mrs. Zhao would definitely make a more severe fuss than the third wife.

Finally, the old man broke the silence: "So what do you want?"

"Dad, I don't expect Cheng to take our third room to the county to live a good life, but I can't swallow this breath without any compensation. My request is not high. Cheng must take Zhuzi to the county and find him a job as an accountant so that Zhuzi can take root in the county."

Zhao Chenghe looked straight into the old man's eyes and spoke in a firm tone.

"Yes, this is the bottom line of our Third House. Otherwise, I still have the letter of guarantee signed by Cheng Ge'er in my hand, written in black and white. I believe that the county magistrate would definitely not want to promote an ungrateful subordinate, right?"

Without waiting for the others to retort, Mrs. Zhao San immediately followed suit in a threatening tone.

Zhao Decheng's face changed drastically. He finally remembered signing the letter of guarantee three years ago. At that time, he just felt humiliated and didn't think it would be of any use. He didn't expect that the third branch would now directly use the letter of guarantee to threaten him.

If he was reported to the government, he would definitely lose the position he had obtained through trickery. If the county magistrate leaked the information about the grain seeds during the investigation, it would not just be a matter of being dismissed from his official position, he might even be in trouble.

Thinking of this, Zhao Decheng broke out in a cold sweat and said loudly, "Okay! I agree!"

"Okay, then our Zhuzi will ask his cousin to take more care of him." Mrs. Zhao San immediately responded and made the matter final.