Poor little thing is eating melons and watching the drama in the period literature

Jiang Wei hid behind the couple of the third room and stood with Jiang Bai. She had never expected that the commotion yesterday would actually lead to the division of the Jiang family. She didn't know whether her parents would blame her if they regretted it afterwards.

The first, second and third wives all had an older child who went out to invite people. The atmosphere at home was not very good and the younger generations did not dare to speak up.

It rained a little early this morning. Although the rain stopped in the morning, there was still heavy fog in the mountains.

Yu Qingtang walked cautiously on the muddy ridge of the field.

"I should have taken the main road earlier. My shoes and socks got soaked by taking this shortcut."

Jin Gua Gua didn't want to understand the host's complaints, so he hurriedly urged, "Host, hurry up. The Jiang family's separation is an important plot point. Watching the entire process will bring huge rewards."

Yu Qingtang held a wooden stick as a crutch, ignored Jin Guagua's urging, and continued to take every step carefully.

Jin Guagua saw that on the road in the distance, a group of middle-aged women who were eating melons had walked to the door of the Jiang family. Her host was still pacing here like a snail, remembering singing in her mind.

Yu Qingtang was annoyed: "Okay, okay, I'll walk faster."

Having said that, my steps are still steady.

With just one melon and one golden melon seed every day, she really couldn't imagine how much huge rewards the system said she could get, which led to her indifferent attitude.

When she finally reached the door of Jiang's house, the team leader, village party secretary and accountant, who had left home farther away and later than her, had all arrived.

Jin Guagua breathed a sigh of relief when he looked at the three people who had just sat down.

"Fortunately, I caught up."

Yu Qingtang squeezed into the yard with an expression of concern for Jiang Wan and stood in front of the crowd of onlookers. This position was particularly good for enjoying the onlookers.

The aunties at the back wanted to say something, but it was difficult to open their mouths in this situation, and they couldn't win by squeezing with their actions.

An aunt muttered in her heart: "How can a little girl like you be so shameless?"

Yu Qingtang, with the last bit of conscience in his heart, did not take out the melon seeds to crack, but just looked at the Jiang family members in the yard with a pair of bling bling eyes.

All the invited guests arrived. Old Mrs. Jiang drank some hot water and started talking.

"A big tree has many branches. I am not a partial person. I sorted out all the things in the house. Except for my own love, the rest were divided into three equal parts for the three brothers. I invited the team leader, the secretary and accountant Li to come here today, just to ask you to be witnesses."

Old Mrs. Jiang handed a yellowed notebook to Accountant Li. "I was lucky enough to learn a few words when I was young, and I got used to keeping accounts. This is the income and expenditure of our family over the years. Accountant Li, you can compare it and let the three brothers have a look. I am not hiding anything from you."

The three brothers of the Jiang family all knew that their mother, Shizihui, would keep accounts, but they did not expect that she would actually take out the account book.

Boss Jiang was a little angry: "Of course we believe you, Mom. You really hurt our brothers' hearts by doing this."

Jiang Lao Er and Jiang Lao San both nodded.

Jiang Laoer: "Mom, we are your own sons. You should use the money we earn. Why are you hiding it from others?"

Old Mrs. Jiang insisted.

"Wanwan will live with me after we separate, so I should sort these things out right from the beginning, otherwise you will think that I gave them to her secretly in the future."

Accountant Li checked the account book carefully. These days, dividing a family means dividing the household registration. The team leader needs to issue a certificate for the Jiang family to go to the town to re-apply for household registration.

Old Mrs. Jiang said that Jiang Wan would live with her, which meant that his household registration would also have to follow her.

The team leader hesitated a little: "Aunt, elderly people with children usually don't open a household registration on their own. Jiang Wan's parents are both here, and she's not married, so it's not easy for her to open a household registration on her own. Should she still follow Jiang Lao San?"

Jiang Wan raised his head and said in a cold voice: "Captain, I want a separate household registration."

The captain frowned. It was not impossible to open a separate household registration for her, but...how could one do things this way?

"Just open a separate account for Wanwan." Mr. Jiang made the final decision.

Jiang Wei secretly curled her lips, not knowing why this old lady liked Jiang Wan. They had never met before June this year, let alone have a deep relationship between grandparents and grandchildren.

Jiang Lao Da, Jiang Lao Er and Jiang Lao San had no objections. The first two thought that since they were unfamiliar nieces, how they registered their daughters had nothing to do with them. Jiang Lao San was too lazy to care about Jiang Wan, his daughter who didn't listen to him.

Seeing this, the team leader nodded and agreed: "Jiang Wan, as the head of the household, will go to the government with us then."

Jiang Wan originally thought that the matter was settled, and he breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as if the shackles on his body were about to be released.

"No, I don't agree."

Suddenly, Wu Yuanhua, who had been silent, stood up.

"Mom, if you want to separate your son, I, as your daughter-in-law, dare not object, but you cannot separate my daughter."

"There is no such thing as an unmarried daughter in the surrounding villages having a separate household registration. Outsiders who don't know would think there is something wrong with Jiang Wan."

Jiang Wan looked at Wu Yuanhua, who seemed reluctant to leave him, and sneered in his heart: Is she afraid of damaging her reputation, or is she afraid of slipping out of her control?

After laughing, he felt a little sad in his heart. He knew Wu Yuanhua didn't love him, but he still got hurt by her every time.

Old Mrs. Jiang could also see through Wu Yuanhua's hypocrisy.

"I still said what I said yesterday. Listen to me about the division of the family and spend every night with me alone. Otherwise, you two will have a hard time." "Mom!"

Jiang Laosan cried out in grief, his voice deep: "Why?"

He really didn't understand why his mother would do this for a granddaughter. Even if this granddaughter was his own daughter, he still didn't understand.

Mrs. Jiang looked neither sad nor happy, and said calmly: "Some people are not destined to be together, and some things cannot be forced. Since you two can't tolerate Wanwan, there is no need to keep her in the same household registration book now."

Before liberation, the old lady of the Jiang family worked as a maid in a wealthy family. She grew up with the young lady of that family, and the young lady was very kind to her.

Later, when the new society was established, the young lady and her husband's family were labeled as the "five black categories". Because they had to flee famine during the years of famine, Old Mrs. Jiang was far away from her hometown.

Until sixteen years ago, when her third daughter-in-law had a difficult delivery, she rushed the people to the county hospital. Outside the hospital, she met the young lady who no longer looked the same as before and was dying of hunger.

The young lady held her newborn granddaughter in her arms and entrusted her care to old lady Jiang before her death.

Mrs. Jiang's eyes were misty with tears: "I originally wanted to raise the child myself. Even if I had to go up the mountain to dig tree bark, I would raise this child."