Being Scolded As a Loser? All the Big Guys In Beijing Are Rushing To Pamper Me

The skin on Old Gao's face shrank, and his lips were tightly closed, suppressing the roar that was about to burst out.

Mr. Shen didn't look at her, but looked at Shen Nian, "Sister Nian, go call the clan elders and village chief to separate the families."

"Finally we're going to separate." Shen Nian said as if he had gotten rid of some big burden, and went to call someone excitedly.

...We can no longer hide our meat from now on! !

Mr. Shen: "..." Suddenly it didn't feel so heavy, which was strange.

Then he looked at the villagers and bowed slightly.

"I'm telling you, everyone is joking. I have something to do at home, so I won't greet you today. I'll treat you to a few drinks another day."

He arched his hands, turned around and stepped into the door.

As soon as the Shen family left, the crowd of spectators had not dispersed.

"It seems that the Shen family is really going to split up."

"It doesn't look good when it's like this."

"If you ask me, Aunt Gao is really vicious. She even plots against a little girl for money. She is really... the most vicious woman."

"But, that's thirty taels. Are you the one who's not tempted?" Someone deliberately fanned the flames.

The man paused and said righteously: "Ill-gotten gains are not to be taken away, they are hot to the touch."

Another person said: "The excitement has dispersed, what are you still doing here?"

"We are waiting for Shen Er."

"Yes, yes, we are here to support him."

Shen Er, who had hurried back with his eldest brother after hearing about the trouble at home, happened to hear these words, "...I need your support?"

He simply had a black line on his face.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's break up. Let's break up. A group of old men gossip like gossips, and they are not afraid of people laughing at them."

Everyone didn't expect that their intention to watch a good show was seen through, and they immediately became happy.

...In fact, they do care.

After scolding those evil-minded people, Shen Er went home with his eldest brother.

Arriving at home, the atmosphere was extremely dull.

Shen Er pretended not to notice, walked over with a smile, and said to Mr. Shen: "Dad, my wife made you a quilt. It weighs eight pounds and is very warm. Brother Kun will take you back to the inn later." You can take it with you.”

"Eight pounds?" Mr. Shen was speechless.

As soon as he interrupted me, the bitterness in my heart dissipated a lot.

Shen Er sat next to the old man and said, "Yes, it weighs eight pounds. Your son is filial to you. Are you happy?"

Mr. Shen saw that he was not serious, raised his hand and gave him a slap, and said angrily: "How old is the child? He is still not serious."

"Why am I not serious?" Shen Er was very confused in front of his father, "Being filial to the elderly is the most serious thing."

When Mr. Shen saw him secretly changing concepts and making strong arguments, the remaining discomfort disappeared.

He took a sip of tea to calm down his anger.

"It's better to separate you out so that I won't be angry."

Seeing that the old man was in a much better mood, Shen Da said, "Even if we are separated, we are still our father's sons. You raise us when we grow up, and we will raise you when you are old."

The old man is a fair man, and the three brothers are still very close to him.

Shen San also expressed his position, "The family is divided, but the heart is not divided, dad is still dad!"

Mr. Shen's heart was warm, but it didn't show on his face. He waved his hands pretending to be impatient.

"Okay, okay, I'm still smart, I don't need you to support me, I'll be satisfied if you live your own little life."

Shen Er: "Dad, if you stop smiling when you say this, I can still believe it."

Mr. Shen: "..."

Snapped! Shen Da patted his second brother on the back and made a loud noise.

"Be careful when talking to dad."

Shen Er bared his teeth, but his eyes were full of smiles.

Seeing the happy appearance of the father and son, Mrs. Gao felt so angry that it was no exaggeration to say that her heart ached.

She asked Gao Yuehong in a low voice, "Where is the fourth child?"

Gao Yuehong's face turned ugly, and she said gloomily: "...I went out early in the morning, who knows where."

The mother-in-law will definitely not blame her son, but will only blame her daughter-in-law for not being able to win over her man.

That's what the old Mr. Gao is like.

She glared at Gao Yuehong and scolded angrily: "If you hadn't married into the Shen family, you would have been despised by your husband's family and couldn't even protect your husband. What could you have done?"

Gao Yuehong felt aggrieved, "My husband doesn't listen to me, what can I do?"

"You can't be more gentle and serve the fourth child comfortably. If he stays at home comfortably, he won't run out. In the end, you still have no ability."

Gao Yuehong: "But you are not gentle to dad either..."

Old Mrs. Gao choked and pinched her angrily.

Every household in Zhuxi Village lives together as a family, and it is rare for families to be separated.

When the Shen family came up with the idea of ​​dividing the family, the clan elders were alarmed, and even the old clan leader came out.

"Have you really decided to separate the family?" the old patriarch asked.

Lao Mrs. Gao knew that dividing the family would not be good for her, and she couldn't figure out how things got to this point.

Hearing what the old patriarch said, I thought he didn't agree with the separation of the family, so he said eagerly: "Old patriarch, we don't want to separate the family. How about you help persuade the third child? I will never interfere in Sister Rou's marriage in the future. Okay, is this okay?"

Mr. Shen frowned.

If you don't want to separate, you should live a good life. Everyone can't stand the commotion. Now that you say you don't want to separate, why did you go there early!

"Divide!" Mr. Shen said firmly, "My fifth uncle also knows the situation at home... Besides, when the children are older, it doesn't matter if they are separated, and their ears are clean."

The old patriarch knew that brothers Shen Er and San were in trouble at home, so he thought it would be a good idea to separate. He nodded and said, "If you want, you can."

As a witness, the village chief spoke at the right time, "How do you want to divide it?"

Mr. Shen looked at his sons one by one and said: "...The courtyards of each house will be allocated to you. The food will be divided according to the population. The land in the house will be the same. You can divide things like food and chickens in the backyard. As for the The money at home..."

When it came to money, Mrs. Gao, who had endured it for a long time, was furious. "What kind of money? How can there be money? There are so many people in the house to eat, how can there be money?"

Having said this, Old Gao suddenly started to cry, "If I had money, how could I do anything to make you unhappy?

Lao Wu and Fu are both in school. Your sons are just as careful as me. They only pay a small amount of money every month. If I don't take care of things, how can we live at home? "

Shen Nian, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.

"My father and uncle pay 500 coins a month, which is more than one tael of silver a month. Isn't this money enough to feed the family?"

Her black and white eyes were filled with pure doubt, and she looked harmless.

Mr. Shen didn't know about this, and his eyes shot towards Mr. Gao with a cold light.

"How much is one tael a month?"

"What kind of rice are you eating and what kind of soup are you drinking?"

"Let me ask you again, is your family really out of money?"

The old man's face was gloomy and terrifying, and Old Gao's lips trembled in shock, "I..."