Traveling through the ages: the apocalyptic couple salted fish lie down and win!

Chapter 54
It's just that when Mu Zishu went out, Jian Qingling had already been called into the kitchen by Mu Mu, leaving only his daughter-in-law and second siblings sulking.

"What's the matter with you?" he asked as he walked up to the two of them.

"Mother called the third siblings in. They must know that the family eats rabbit meat today, so they will come to take advantage." Wang Aihua pouted at the kitchen in dissatisfaction.

"She's so thick-skinned, we all blocked the door, and she was still standing at the door."

When Jian Qingling in the kitchen heard Wang Aihua's words, to be honest, she wanted to roll her eyes at them both indecently.

Is she standing still?She really didn't want to go into the kitchen. If Mu Mu had not stopped her, she would have turned around and left.

"Xiaoling, don't take the words of those two women with shallow eyelids to heart, they don't know anything." Mu Mu was afraid that Jian Qingling would think too much, so she patted the back of her hand to comfort her.

"Mother, I have your two elders to protect me, so I won't take it to heart. They can only try to fight with words." Jian Qingling responded with a smile.

"I don't worry about that." Mu Mu patted her hand again in relief, "Wait, Mommy go out and have a look."

Jian Qingling followed Mu Mu to see if Mu Zishu would say anything to her.

Seeing the two of them come out, Wang Aihua immediately shut up.

"Mother." Mu Zishu's tone was indifferent, "Father told you to hurry up, everyone is waiting for you inside."

After he finished speaking, he turned and went back to the main room without looking at Jian Qingling.

"What are you two still doing? Why don't you come in and help?" Mu Mu lowered her voice and yelled at the two gossiping daughters-in-law, turning around and entering the kitchen.

She felt that the eldest son's bad face just now was for herself, which made her feel very uncomfortable. She was angry, and of course she had to find the ultimate culprit.

Wang Aihua and Chen Ping looked at each other, and finally reluctantly went into the kitchen to help.

After they finished the dishes, they entered the main room together.

Father Mu, who was sitting in the main seat, saw that everyone except a few grandsons who didn't remember anything had arrived before he spoke.

"The purpose of inviting everyone to come here today, as I have already said, please bear witness."

Father Mu looked at the village chief and the others, and when he saw them nodding in succession, he continued: "The big room, the second room, and the old lady and I will be separated from now on, the main room, the room, and the kitchen will belong to our two elders. , the residences of your two families remain the same as before. Of course, if you are not willing to live with the two of us, you can also go out and buy a house by yourself. There is not much food left in the family last year. Divided into three parts, as for this year's harvest..."

After talking about this, Father Mu paused and said: "The corn that has been recovered is about [-] catties, and it is [-] catties for the two of us. As for the rice, the harvest of the two fields by the river ridge will be ours, and the two fields will also be used in the future. It belongs to the two of us, and if the land is dry, the pieces closest to the house will belong to the two of us, and the rest will be divided equally between you two brothers, you can discuss it yourself, and when you have negotiated it, ask the village chief to help you sort out the family separation document."

The land that Father Mu has divided into his own name is almost equal to the weight of two people, and he doesn't want much.

"Father, it's not fair for you to divide like this. You two elders want the kitchen. Where will we cook in the future?" Wang Aihua couldn't hold back any longer. Seeing that Father Mu had stopped talking, she jumped out and retorted immediately.

The clan elders and the village chief who came to help witness looked at her dissatisfied. When she realized that everyone's expressions were wrong and was about to defend herself, Father Mu spoke.

"The kitchen is temporarily shared. After the autumn harvest is over, you can build your own kitchen. From now on, each of your three brothers will give us two fifty kilograms of rice every year, and it's enough to bring some gifts during the festival. Well, you don't have to. If you have an opinion, quickly take out the food and divide it."

Mu's father was very disappointed. He didn't expect that neither of the two sons would take the initiative to keep their two elders. It was a waste of time for so many years.

"Old Mu, are you sure? You have three sons, so why do you have to choose a son to give you the old age and death?" The village chief felt that it was wrong for Mu Dalin to split up the family like this. He has three sons. For the sake of the future, he also wants to Choose to live with a son.

"No, the two of us can still move now, and we don't need them to feed." The sons were eager to let go of their two burdens.

"You guys have a word."

The village chief couldn't bear to see Mu Dalin's bald appearance, and saw that his sons were silent on the spot, and the iron was not steel.

"Father and mother, if you don't dislike it, then come with our family." Mu Ziteng couldn't bear his father's disappointment, so he spoke first, although taking it home at this time was not in line with his plan.

Hearing his words, the village chief and the clan elders breathed a sigh of relief, and finally had something to do.

"No need, I have made up my mind." Mufu Mumu felt more or less relieved that the younger son could stand up.

"father…"

"Okay, the eldest and the second are going to take out the grain and weigh it. I'll tell which one belongs. I don't want anyone to ask questions in the future." Father Mu looked at his two sons.

"But Dad, you haven't said anything about the family's money? How will it be divided?" Mu Ziye asked anxiously, how could his father not mention the money issue.

"Second brother, did you forget that when you split me out, my parents gave everyone the money all at once, why do you want to split it a second time?" Mu Ziteng sarcastically said.

"But there are still..."

"What? You still want to take out the coffin book of your parents and share it again? It's only ten or twenty dollars. How dare you do it so well?"

When everyone heard Mu Ziteng's words, they all looked at Mu Ziye, but they really couldn't tell. People who don't usually talk much are more ruthless than anyone else.

"Those were supposed to come from me and my big brother..."

"Okay, that's the last savings for me and your mother. I'm afraid that one day I'll get sick, and I'll ask someone to see a doctor. I'll keep the money for my own life, and I won't give it to anyone."

"Father" Mu Ziye was dissatisfied, and he was interrupted once or twice before he finished speaking.

"Don't act like you are at a disadvantage. Since the third child was separated last time, the family's income has never been sent to the two of us, so I have no common property to divide here." When he opened his mouth, he knew what the other party wanted to say, but Father Mu interrupted again, not giving him a chance to speak.

"Do you two want to split up? If you want to split, hurry up, don't delay everyone's time." The village chief couldn't listen anymore, and immediately urged.

"Fenfen, let's go and bring the food up now." Mu Zishu hurriedly responded, fearing that things might change later, he dragged his second brother who had not turned his head into the cellar to get the food.

(End of this chapter)