Rebirth: The whole family travels through time together: Fubao Koi is busy eating melons

"You have been arguing about the division of the family for several days, and I have given you suggestions more than once or twice. If you are determined to divide it and don't want to leave even a penny, then I will make the decision. From now on, the second brother's family will no longer have to bear any filial responsibility for you!"

The village chief made the final decision with a firm attitude, "If we really want to divide it, then it's settled!"

Although the Zhang family had been mentally prepared when discussing with the village chief, when they heard that the second branch would no longer have to perform filial duties, they couldn't help but feel mixed emotions.

Mrs. Zhang's dissatisfaction was filled with deep helplessness and resentment. Her voice was low and unwilling: "The second child is my flesh and blood. From childhood to adulthood, through wind and rain, it was always me, your old bones, who raised him with my shit and piss. Now that he has grown up and established his own career, why can't an old mother like me enjoy a peaceful life and show my filial piety?"

When the village chief heard this, a dark cloud gathered between his brows.

"Have you ever thought about the situation when the second brother and his friends fell into the water that night and their lives were in danger? If it weren't for the kind-hearted child Changshun who risked his life to save them, I'm afraid you wouldn't even have the chance to shed tears for them, let alone collect their bodies. Where is your conscience for treating your own children like this?"

Although the people of Zhangjia Village like to watch the fun on weekdays, the simplicity and kindness in their bones prevent them from doing anything to take advantage of others' misfortune.

For a while, the villagers were talking about it one after another. When they heard that the second son fell into the water and that Mrs. Zhang's family did not care and even deprived the second son of his last support, the villagers' eyes flashed with disbelief.

Such cruel parents are unheard of in Zhangjia Village.

Amid the complicated looks from the crowd, Zhang Laoer and Xu Liyun exchanged a look that only they could understand.

Then, Zhang Laoer's voice, with a slight tremor, slowly sounded in the courtyard.

"I know it well. My parents have rarely smiled at me since I was a child. My mother always leaves a portion of food on the table for my eldest brother and third brother, but I only have the leftovers. In order to make a living, Li Yun and I went far away. The small house that should have belonged to me was quietly occupied by my nephew. When we returned home, what awaited us was our parents' ruthless order to expel us..."

Zhang Laoer sighed lightly, with complex lights flashing in his eyes, as if he was helpless about fate, or indifferent to family affection.

He chose to be relieved about the division of the family property, and his only request was to return to the old house to get a few pieces of clothing that he had bought himself.

Old Mrs. Zhang was about to shake her head to refuse, but her eyes met the village chief's sharp gaze. She had to purse her lips awkwardly and nodded reluctantly.

Six people ran into the house.

Xu Liyun kept her eyes and ears open, and while others were not paying attention, she quickly lifted the bricks hidden in the corner and put the silver coins hidden in them into her arms.

Zhang Laoer dug out several pieces of jewelry that Chen Wu had given him in his early years. Those restrained accessories glowed faintly under the dim light.

He gently and quietly stuffed them into the little girl's pocket.

The little girl had a bewildered look on her face, but instinctively held the small pocket tightly, her big watery eyes filled with curiosity and confusion.

The three children were also quick and nimble and quickly packed their toiletries. Zhang Wuya pulled out a straight branch from under the bed. Although it was simple, it looked particularly suitable in the hands of the children.

Their movements were swift and orderly, and by the time the rest of the Zhang family noticed, almost all the precious items had been packed up.

Just then, Boss Zhang came over with big strides, holding a few worn-out, musty-smelling beddings, and threw them at the feet of the people in the second room with disdain.

"Mother loves you, so she prepared this specially. When you go out, don't tell others that your parents are cruel. Our family is not rich to begin with, and you took so much away. We are still able to give you these, which is already the most we can do. Take your things and leave quickly!"

Boss Zhang held his head high and chest puffed out, his proud look as if he was announcing a victory.

In his opinion, after getting rid of these six people, the Zhang family's sky will finally clear up and good times will be coming.

As the decision to separate the family was finalized, Xiao Youniang's family hurriedly packed their luggage and prepared to leave home. Old Mrs. Zhang was already impatient and urged the village chief to hastily draft the separation documents.

Although the people in the village had already rehearsed this farewell scene countless times in their minds, when they saw the second family, young and old, walking out of the Zhang family's gate with nothing but a few thin clothes, they felt a chill in their hearts.

In a family where even blood ties can be easily severed, wouldn't the attitude towards outsiders be even more harsh and cruel?

The neighbors who had some old feelings for Mrs. Zhang in the past could not help but tilt the scales in their hearts towards justice and sympathy at this moment.

They must tell their families everything they saw and heard today, and from now on, keep their distance from the Zhang family.

The women who still had young children at home felt even more upset.

Goudan's mother was also frightened at this moment. Thinking of her son Goudan's increasingly naughty behavior recently, she couldn't help but think that it might be because he had been hanging out with Zhang Liuwa, the notorious naughty boy of the Zhang family, for too long.

She was determined not to let her children have anything to do with the Zhang family.

The Zhang family was completely unaware of all this. They were reveling in the joy of successfully expelling the second wife, and were completely oblivious to the outside public opinion and people's desire to betray them.

Especially the couple from the first wife, once the second wife left, the spacious house naturally fell into their hands.

Hu Cuimei remembered more clearly that her mother-in-law had quietly taken the fine fabrics purchased by the second wife for herself, and any valuable items in the house were looted one by one by the first wife.

Thinking of this, a barely perceptible smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. As soon as the second wife left, she said a few sweet words to make her mother-in-law happy, and the fabrics naturally became the material for making new clothes in her hands.

Driven by this urgency, the rest of the Zhang family, except for the third branch, could not wait to urge the village chief to draft the documents for dividing the family as soon as possible so that the division could be finalized.

The village chief looked at those greedy faces, with a barely perceptible trace of pity and regret in his eyes. He knew that the Zhang family let go not only the second branch, but also the "golden hen" that could bring hope and wealth.

However, the village chief had his own plans for this unexpected opportunity and would never let it go easily.

Under the urging of the crowd, the documents for the division of the family were finally written down one by one.

In order to prevent the Zhang family from changing their minds in the future, the village chief wisely prepared three copies of the document, with each family holding one, to ensure that the decision was unshakable.

Zhang Fu and Zhang Laoer, as representatives of the two families, carefully pressed their fingerprints on the document. As the ink dried up, the family was completely divided.