Old Su's family.
Qin Aiguo and Mrs. Qin were sitting on the kang in Mr. Su's room at this time. Four old people were sitting around, chatting in pairs with their heads down.
Qin Aiguo took a puff of cigarette and said, "Is this the case?"
Mr. Su smiled helplessly and said, "It's divided. Once you divide it, you won't have to worry about it."
"I have long advised you to separate, but you have to refuse to listen. Isn't it good for each family to live their own lives? We have to make a big fuss before we can separate."
"It's the older generation's rules not to separate the family even if their parents are together. I'm not dead yet."
"You can't control him even if he's not dead. When the child is older, he has to be separated. His ten fingers are still long and short. It's normal to favor one son, but the other sons are also injured."
Old Mrs. Qin interrupted at the right time, "No, how many times have I advised you and your wife? Let me look at our family. On the surface, it looks like there is no separation, but in fact, it has been separated a long time ago. It has made us worry less over the years."
Although the Qin family is not divided on the surface, it is actually divided.
The houses in the village were built with money from Qin Aiguo and had nothing to do with his three sons.
The eldest son is around and has his own salary. The second son is in the county and living a more comfortable life than them. The third son is gone, leaving only a little granddaughter for them, and now she is back.
When they die one day, for every share of the family's money, the house will also be divided directly, and Qin Xiaoxiao's representative's third bedroom will also receive a share.
If Qin Feng wants a house, he can just give Qin Hai and Qin Xiaoxiao a share of the money, so as to avoid the brothers turning against each other.
Mr. Su sighed, "Isn't it just to see my brother and sister-in-law live comfortably that we decided to break up with each other? It's also my Xiaojiu...
His brothers and sisters-in-law all had objections to him. They felt that he did not work in the fields to earn work points, and the food was earned by them, but they did not think about it. In which month did Xiaojiu not take money from home? The children at home are going to school to build a house. What kind of snacks do the children and the old couple have?
You can't even figure out who is taking advantage of whom, they are a bunch of fools. "
Mr. Su knew that Su Lu was capable, and since he was from the third room, he wanted the third room and Su Lu to help the other three rooms. If we really wanted to be partial, he was also partial to his other sons, but that was not the case. They wanted three bedrooms.
But no one understands his thoughts or his intentions. They are all his sons and grandsons, so he can't do too much, right?
That's why he gave up on his stupid sons and wanted to see the third family succeed in his lifetime.
I broke off this shackles with my own hands, and I hope Sanfang can live a good life in the future.
Qin Aiguo glanced at this good brother and stopped talking.
When he left home to fight in the army, he entrusted his wife and children to this brother. At that time, he also planned to let his brother marry his wife in case he died.
But it was good for him. He wanted to help his wife, but he was afraid that the villagers would gossip, so he quickly got married to his wife less than ten days after he left.
His daughter-in-law always took the lead in the Qin family affairs. He had been hiding behind to avoid suspicion and never stepped forward. Until he came back, he had not even set foot in the Qin family. This shocked him but also deeply affected him. The brotherly love for him.
Therefore, his family has been very close to the old Su's family for so many years. He took the initiative to help the old Su's family with anything. Even the houses of the Su family were built by him and his son Qin Feng with the help of strong men in the village.
The two old sisters on the other side also chatted more passionately.
"Sister, you don't know. The family is in such chaos that it won't work if we don't separate them."
Old Mrs. Qin glanced at Old Mrs. Su, "You are still so soft-tempered. Old Qin and I have told you a long time ago that we can separate, but you are worried about this and can't let go of that. What happened in the end? I almost got it. Are we not human?
Okay, don't think about it, it will be divided sooner or later. They can be satisfied with presiding over the division of the family while you are still here, so as to avoid the brothers turning against each other in the end.
In this way, they can't say anything about favoritism. Haha, they are not partial? Who doesn’t have a son or a daughter? I don’t believe it, so they are not partial?
There must be one who is their pet peeve, right? "
Old Mrs. Su wiped away her tears, "No, it's divided. I don't have to worry about the whole family. I just feel sorry for my youngest.
Thanks to the third child in our family over the years, if it weren’t for the third child’s salary and the subsidy from the ninth child, our family would not be able to tell what life would be like. "
Mrs. Qin smiled and patted Mrs. Su's thigh, "It's good if you can understand. As for Zhiyuan, you don't have to worry about him. You also said that he has a salary, so what are you afraid of?
This time it is divided, he will spend less, and sooner or later he will be able to buy a family property. "
Old Mrs. Su smiled, "That's right, the third brother is very smart. If he hadn't thought about his brothers, he would have gotten through it a long time ago, and he wouldn't have no money to build a house."
Mrs. Su thought for a while, then approached Mrs. Qin and said, "Sister, I want to tell you something."
Old Mrs. Qin rolled her eyes at Old Mrs. Su, "If you have something to say, there is nothing we sisters can't say. Hurry up and stop nagging."
Mrs. Su smiled and said: "Well, let me tell you, it's like this. The third child must build a house to live in, but I know he doesn't have any money. I thought, if he opens his mouth, you Can you and my eldest brother lend him some money? Let him build a house first, so that he can have a nest!"
Old Mrs. Qin glared at Old Mrs. Su angrily, "It's none of your business! Let's not mention that we are his uncle and aunt who watched him grow up. Even my eldest son will not see his brother without a house to live in. No matter.
Don't worry, it's all a small matter. If the boss can't get it all together, we still have some on hand, so that's enough! "
Mrs. Su felt relieved when she heard this and said with a smile: "Then I'll thank you first, sister."
Old Mrs. Qin didn't like hearing it anymore and slapped Old Mrs. Su on the leg, "Thank you! You even fell in love with my wife. Although we are not born from the same mother, we are closer than biological sisters. We are the same." We grew up together in the village, but without the old Qin family and the old Su family, how could I still watch you suffer and do nothing?"
Mrs. Su laughed and nodded, "I know, it's my sister who loves me."
Mrs. Su and Mrs. Qin grew up together. Mrs. Qin was one year older than Mrs. Su. Only a year after Mrs. Qin married Qin Aiguo, Mr. Su took the initiative to ask for her hand in marriage, and made it clear that he also wanted to take care of her. The wife and children left behind by my brother came to ask for marriage because they didn't want people to gossip about them. Moreover, the two of them were still best friends, so it made sense to take care of the sisters before they got married.
Originally, Mrs. Su was angry that Mr. Su had impure intentions, but when she heard that the other party's wife was Mrs. Qin, Mrs. Su agreed without saying anything. The next day, she carried a small bag and went to Su's house to become his wife.
When the old couple of the Su family first got married, their relationship was average. But as time went by, the more the two of them got along, the more they felt that each other was a rare candidate for marriage. It turned out that they were wrong, and they really had real feelings for each other.
