Xianyu Infrastructure, I have a lot of troops in my hands

"It should have been done a long time ago. My fourth son's house and private school should be ours!" The old woman suddenly became proud.

Ji Xiang was very angry. She and Xie Yao felt embarrassed. However, the law stipulated this and they had no other options.

Xie Xian glanced at Qing Dai, who understood and took out an abacus, put it on the table, and said, "Are you sure that Wang Lao Si paid for both the house and the private school?"

Everyone paused, and the Wang family had a bad feeling.

"Probably!" The Wang family members didn't dare to say for sure.

Qing Dai chuckled, "Since Wang Lao Si is a private school teacher, his monthly income is fixed, and the money he gets from dividing the family property is also fixed. This house was built by the villagers, and the money spent should be known to the elders in the village."

"What's so unclear about this? Of course, you don't have to recognize the dowry that Su Qingqing brought into your Wang family. That will just make up for the extra money for this house and private school."

Qingdai is very good at calculating now. All the prices are the numbers reported by the villagers. "So when Wang Laosi divided the family property, he only had five taels of silver?"

Everyone was immediately shocked. "No wonder only Wang Lao Si was given a share. They didn't even give him an acre of land. This kind of partiality is incredible."

The villagers began to feel sorry for Wang Laosi. Su Qingqing burst into tears. If it hadn't been for her, her husband would have been rejected by his in-laws.

Qing Dai was unmoved and continued, "Building the house and the private school cost at least fifty taels. Do you have any objections to this calculation?"

As everyone reported the numbers, some people in the crowd who could count nodded their heads, believing that the numbers were correct.

Ji Xiang sneered: "Is this Wang Laosi's family fortune?" The faces of the Wang family members opposite turned pale and blue.

"But the fourth son still earns a salary every month?" Old Lady Wang was not convinced.

"Then let's continue calculating. Do you have a list of names of people in your family who go to school? How much does each person have to pay?" Qingdai was not afraid at all. Under the stares of everyone, she came to a conclusion in less than a cup of tea.

"Shu Xiu collects it once every quarter, four times a year, and the total is less than five taels! During this period, Wang Lao Si uses the medicinal flowers, so it should be counted as his own!"

"All the money for medicine can be obtained from the medicine shop, which is roughly 20 taels per year."

Facing Qingdai's half-smiling face, the Wang family couldn't even raise their heads.

"Oh my God, it turns out that Wang Laosi is supported by Su Qingqing. How could we not know this?" The villagers were immediately shocked.

They saw that the Wang family members had changed their expressions. How could the Wang family still have the nerve to divide the family property?

"If we continue to calculate this, Wang Silang will be dragged out by his parents to embarrass himself again after his death." Everyone couldn't bear to listen.

Seeing that Su Qingqing seemed reluctant, Xie Xian said, "The Wang family wants to compensate Wang Silang for his tuition. Calculate the amount and pay it off in one go."

Everyone was a little confused when they heard Xie Xian's words. Why did she bring up this again?

Only Old Man Wang's face turned purple with anger, and the head of Xiaoquan Village was stunned for a while before he reacted.

He looked at Xie Xian carefully. This woman in red was a ruthless person.

Qingdai's eyes lit up. She understood what Xie Xian meant and continued, "After Wang Silang's tuition is settled, let's also settle the betrothal gift money."

The crowd outside immediately went wild, "Is this true? If this were the case, Wang Silang would really be considered a son-in-law."

"Of course not. Didn't you see that what he usually spends is the dowry of the Su family's daughter? If he pays off the tuition, won't he be considered a son-in-law?"

Ji Xiang and Xie Yao's eyes sparkled. It was wonderful, really wonderful. With just one sentence from Xie Xian, the Wang family was embarrassed.

Well, since you have to take into account the expenses for studying, then be generous and we can just pay the gift money and consider you as joining our family.

Once she marries into the family, the Daxia law against widows will have to be reversed. Maybe the Wang family will have to pay compensation to Su Qingqing.

At this moment, everyone in the Wang family had a wonderful look on their faces. Old man Wang had a gloomy face and did not refute Qingdai's words.

Xie Xian narrowed her eyes slightly. This old man had already given up everything and didn't care about his son's reputation after his death. She stroked her chin and thought, feeling that this matter would never end.

Sure enough, after a while, a tall and thin young man came in from outside. His face looked 50% like Old Man Wang. As soon as he entered the door, he first looked at Ji Xiang and Qing Dai, and then looked at the old headman.

"Wang Zhiwu, you are late. This matter concerns my fourth brother. You must not act rashly."

He had been listening outside for a while. It didn't matter if his fourth brother died, but he had to get the house.

"When my fourth brother got married, all the villagers went to watch. This talk of marrying into the family is absolutely unacceptable!"

The old chief lowered his head. Wang Zhiwu was not someone who was easy to deal with. As soon as he arrived, he suppressed the momentum created by the Xie family.

When Old Lady Wang saw that the third son, the most prominent son in the family, had returned, she immediately stood up and sat on the ground crying, "How could my fourth son be so miserable? He is dead, and yet he is still being talked about!"

Everyone's mouth twitched slightly. Don't you know why people talk about you?

Wang Zhiwu had a sad look on his face, and whispered to comfort her: "Poor mother, four brothers are gone, from now on..." When he said this, old lady Wang understood immediately.

She cried loudly, "My son is gone. What are we going to do now? My wife is going to marry someone else, so there is no one to take care of us."

Qingdai curled her lips: "Only the fourth child in your family has passed away. Are you crying like this because the others won't live long enough to take care of you in your old age?" Qingdai is quick-witted and has become more straightforward as she has been with Xie Xian for a long time. As soon as she said this, the scene suddenly became quiet.

"Yes, the Wang family still has three sons. Who would count on the youngest son to support them in their old age?"

"That's right, aren't you just trying to get some money back?" Tsk tsk, the Wang family is a well-known family in Xiaoquan Village. No one expected that they would be so persistent in this matter.

Old Mrs. Wang paused while wiping her tears, and suddenly felt that it would be unlucky to continue crying.

Wang Zhiwu and Old Man Wang looked at each other. This matter was a bit tricky. He brought back news yesterday and asked his family to use some money to divide up the fourth brother's property according to what the head of the village said. That is, even if the fourth brother's wife got the house and the private school, they would have to sell them.

Why make things so ugly? He glared at his second brother. It was all his second sister-in-law's fault. She had set her sights on Wang Liuzhi and wanted to exchange her for a child bride. This pissed off Su Qingqing, and now the matter even spread to the Xie clan's territory.

He was working in Pingcheng, but he had also heard about what happened in Que County. In the past six months, the Xie family had become powerful, and a second branch of the family had become a title. His family had connections in Pingcheng, but they would certainly not end well against the Xie family in Que County.

He glanced at Qingdai and saw her stand up to pour tea for Xie Xian. The girl in red was still lazily leaning on the chair, without any demeanor of a noble lady, but for some reason, she made people dare not underestimate her.