Me! The dark horse of the Siheyuan, my wife Chen Xueru

Jia Zhang was unhappy: "Why? Our family is close to theirs, and we were one family in the past. The house should belong to us. There are three adults in my family. I have one room, and Dongxu and Huairu have one room. When Banggeng grows up, that room will be reserved for him."

"For our family." "Our family!"

"The house should be given to me." "Give it to me!"

The people in the yard were making a lot of noise. "Shut up!" Uncle Yi shouted angrily, and everyone quieted down.

He said angrily, "Look at how badly behaved you all are. Why weren't you so active when you were handling Madam Lai's funeral? Now that the houses are being divided, you all want them all. Ask yourselves, are you living up to your conscience?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent.

"That's right. When Uncle Yi paid for the longevity wood, why didn't you pay? Now that you are the ones who are dividing the house, I think this house should be given to Uncle Yi."

The man who spoke was called Zhang Chunsheng. He was a worker in a fitter workshop and a lackey of Uncle Yi.

Seeing everyone silent, Zhang Chunsheng said, "Raise your hands if you agree to give the house to Uncle Yi."

"you shut up!"

Uncle Yi scolded Zhang Chunsheng, and then said, "I know that you all want the house, but it's not appropriate to give it to anyone or not. I thought of a compromise."

"What method?" asked Uncle San.

Uncle Yi: "No matter what, this house will definitely be given to the children in our yard. As for me, I have no children, so there is no use for the house. The house will be registered in my name first, and I will leave it to the children in our yard who need it most in the future."

"this…."

Everyone frowned when they heard this.

After all, Uncle Yi also wanted a house. However, what Uncle Yi said was indeed true, since he had no children, it was useless for him to have a house.

The house is in Uncle Yi's hands, and everyone will have a chance in the future.

If it was given to the second uncle or the third uncle, with so many children, it would not be someone else's turn.

Seeing everyone hesitate, Uncle Yi looked at Yang Muzi: "Muzi, what do you think?"

Yang Muzi smiled and said, "Give it to whoever the house is in its name." This sentence was ambiguous.

Uncle Yi smiled and said that as long as everyone in the yard agreed, the house would be named after him.

Yang Muzi yawned and said, "Wife, I'm sleepy. Let's go back." "Okay!"

Yang Muzi took Chen Xueru back to the backyard.

He has the house deed, and his name is written on it. No matter how much the people in the compound earn, the house is his and he can't run away.

Zhang Chunsheng said, "The house must belong to Master Yi, otherwise I won't accept it no matter who gives it to me."

"Okay, give it to Uncle Yi first." "I have no objection." "I agree too!" Many neighbors nodded.

Uncle One finally looked at Uncle Two and Uncle Three and said, "You two?" Uncle Two smiled bitterly and said, "I'll use Uncle One's name first."

Uncle San: “I have no objection.”

Uncle Yi looked calm and said, "Then tomorrow, I will go to the neighborhood committee and ask Aunt Zhang to come over. We will all be witnesses and register the house in my name first."

"Wait, Master Yi, I have something to say." Qin Huairu suddenly came out with her head down. "Huairu, what's wrong?"

"Uncle One, Uncle Two, Uncle Three, to be honest, the old lady entrusted the house to me before she died." Qin Huairu looked pitiful.

"As you know, I have been taking care of the old lady all these years, so she left the house to me a long time ago."

Uncle Yi didn't frown: "Huai Ru, you have to show evidence. The old lady is gone, how can we believe that she left the house to you."

"I have this, please read it to me, Third Uncle." Qin Huairu took out a piece of paper and gave it to Third Uncle.

The third uncle read out: "I, Liu Su, promise that after I leave, all the belongings in the family, including the house, will be given to Qin Huairu.

Yes, this is the document left by the deaf old lady, with her signature and fingerprints."

"this….…"

Uncle Yi was furious. These past two days, he had been spending money to buy the wood for the longevity and worrying about the affairs.

In the end, she made wedding clothes for others in vain. She never expected that Qin Huairu and the deaf old lady had already made an agreement.

"Huai Ru, why didn't you tell me about this earlier?" Uncle Yi's face was very dark.

If Qin Huairu had said it earlier, the money for the longevity wood should not be paid by him, but by the Jia family.

Qin Huairu smiled bitterly: "The old lady's body is still warm, I don't want her to die unhappy."

Damn it!!! Yang Muzi felt so embarrassed after hearing this.

You can watch her starve to death and still care whether she died happily or not.

"Uncle Yi, you paid for the old lady's longevity wood. I want to thank you on behalf of the old lady. Uncle Yi, you are a good person."

puff--

Uncle Yi had a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat.

I spent over a hundred bucks on my funeral, and all I got in return was a thank you. Uncle Yi wanted the money back, but he couldn't open his mouth at this moment.

When he bought the coffin, he didn't mention the house. Now the house was given to Qin Huairu. If he asked Qin Huairu for money, it would mean that his motives for buying the coffin were impure and he only spent money to buy it for the deaf old lady's house.

At this point, Uncle Yi is like a dumb person eating coptis, unable to express his suffering.

Jia Zhang and Jia Dongxu looked at each other and both showed joy.

Before coming to the meeting, Qin Huairu reminded them not to make a fuss about the house.

Otherwise, they would have been furious. Now it seems that Qin Huairu was right.

Qin Huairu glanced at Uncle Yi and continued, "Originally, the old lady's things were all given to me. Today, everyone helped a lot. Uncle Yi said he would give it to everyone, so I didn't want it anymore, so I gave it to everyone."

Damn it!!! Uncle Yi was so embarrassed that he wanted to crawl underground.

It turned out that he was the one who made the decision to distribute Qin Huairu's things to everyone.

He could have gained good popularity, but ended up helping Qin Huairu instead.

Fortunately, Qin Huairu saved his face. If he wanted all the things back, where would he put his old face?

"Uncle Yi, what do you think of this house?"

"Huai Ru, your uncle never asked for the house. I said it would be registered under my name and left to the children in our courtyard. Since you have the old lady's agreement, the house will definitely belong to you."

While speaking, Uncle Yi's face turned pale. The agreement is in your hands, what can I say?

He was clearly being schemed against, and he still had to speak well of others. He had never felt so aggrieved before.

Qin Huairu smiled and turned her beautiful eyes: "Second Master, Third Master, what do you think?"

Uncle Er: "The house should be given to Huairu."

Uncle San: "I think it's also for Huairu."

The three old men looked at each other and suddenly realized that they had all underestimated this girl from the countryside.

Jia Zhang was overjoyed: "Of course it's given to our family. If Huairu hadn't taken care of the old lady for several years, she wouldn't be alive today."

"Mom, what nonsense are you talking about?" "Pah, pah, pah, mom is talking nonsense, it's all mom's nonsense."

Qin Huairu paused and said, "Uncle One, Uncle Two, Uncle Three, you still have to go to work tomorrow. Why don't you invite Aunt Zhang tonight and have all of you be witnesses to resolve the issue of the house."

Qin Huairu was afraid of unexpected events, so she prepared to turn the house into theirs overnight.

"Huai Ru has thought well, Silly Zhu." "Hey!"

"Go and ask Aunt Zhang." "Okay."

After a while, He Yuzhu came back with Aunt Zhang.

Looking at the deaf old lady's house, Aunt Zhang rubbed her eyes and said, "The disaster killed people. The old lady was quite strong, but she is gone just like that. Woohoo... We have been neighbors for so many years."

"Please accept my condolences, Aunt Zhang. The old lady is not young anymore. At this age, everyone will have such a fate." Aunt Yi complained.

"That's right, Auntie Yi." "Auntie Zhang, please stop being sad." "Hey, hey, hey!"

Aunt Zhang wiped her tears and said, "Uncle Yi, it's so late, what's the matter with you calling me here?"

Uncle Yi nodded and said, "Look, the old lady passed away. Before she left, she left the house to Qin Huairu. I asked you to come here to be a witness and pass the house to the Jia family."

"Why give it to Qin Huairu?" Aunt Zhang was stunned.

Auntie Yi smiled and said, "That's right. Huairu has been taking care of the old lady these years, so the house was given to Qin Huairu."

"Yes, Huairu is a filial child." "Good people are rewarded." "We should all learn from Huairu."

Aunt Zhang was even more confused: "No, the house cannot be given to Qin Huairu."

Jia Zhang was displeased and stood up and said, "Why can't it be given to Huairu? Huairu and the old lady have an agreement."

Aunt Zhang: "What agreement?" "Here it is, take a look."

Uncle San handed the agreement to Aunt Zhang. After reading the agreement, Aunt Zhang was very annoyed: "Nonsense, this agreement is invalid."

Jia Zhang was furious: "Aunt Zhang, what you said is unreasonable. It is clearly written in black and white on the agreement, and it also has the old lady's signature and fingerprints. It has legal effect."

"that is!"

Jia Dongxu shouted: "We have been taking care of the old lady for the past few years. If not us, who should we give the house to?"

Uncle Yi: "We have all read the agreement. The house should be given to Qin Huairu."

Uncle Er: "Aunt Zhang, you should understand the importance of the agreement better than us. Uncle San, am I right?"

The third uncle nodded: "According to the law, this agreement is equivalent to a will. Not to mention that the old lady has no children, even if she has children, the house should belong to Qin Huairu."

Qin Huairu smiled and said, "Don't worry, Aunt Zhang, there will be no problem with this agreement."

Aunt Zhang glared: "This is not a problem with the agreement, but the problem with the person who signed the agreement."

Qin Huairu's face turned bitter: "Aunt Zhang, I don't understand what you mean."

Aunt Zhang: "This house does not belong to the deaf old lady at all, so she has no right to sign an agreement with you, and even if she signed the agreement, it would be invalid."

"Aunt Zhang, what do you mean? Do you want this house too?" Jia Zhang jumped up and down.

"I don't care, the house belongs to our family and must be given to us." Jia Dongxu also made a big fuss.

“Wow, woo, woo, woo, the house is mine, it’s mine, woo, woo, woo…” Banggeng was also crying and making a fuss.

Although he was young and not very sensible, the Jia family had instilled in him the idea that this house was for him to marry a wife in the future.

Of course he would not want to give the house to someone else. "What's going on?"

"Does the neighborhood committee want to take back the house?" "No, the house is personal, the neighborhood committee has no right to take it back."

The neighbors were also unhappy. They all thought that Aunt Zhang wanted to give the house to other people.