The Transmigrated Farm Girl's Journey to Wealth

Fourth Uncle is really afraid of going to jail!

"You're so clever, making the teacher write so many letters severing ties with your family. Did he tear them up?"

“Tear it up. You didn’t see how smug he was at the time. Later, when Dad took out another one, his face was as black as the bottom of our pot.”

"How could you have imagined that he would tear up the letter severing ties?"

"That's how petty people are. If they don't want to sever ties, they'll try to sabotage and prevent it. The most effective way is to tear up the documents." I've watched too many TV dramas before; how many times has Xiao Yanzi eaten Xiang Fei's love letters? Fourth Uncle wouldn't eat them, but he'd tear them up, and that would be the end of it.

Song Feng had a feeling that Fang Youfu was up to no good. "He probably hates you and your father-in-law now. Don't have any contact with him in the future."

“I know, I also need to remind Dad and the family not to see him alone or go out with him. That kind of person is a real scoundrel, capable of doing anything immoral.”

Song Feng also thought so. Seeing him keep coming back one after another, and not a single day of peace after he came back, he knew that Song Feng was a selfish and magnanimous person.

"My father-in-law has come home too?"

"He took the village chief and the others out for drinks."

Thinking that the Yue family might not have enough food to serve if I went there unexpectedly, I thought, "Don't we have some braised offal at home? I'll have someone heat some up and send it over to add some dishes to our meal." It's getting cold, and they're all elderly, so it's best if they don't eat things like cold noodles.

"Send some sausages and cured meat over too, I reckon we don't have much food at home." Her mother was too worried about the broken family ties to think about how her father would bring a few people home for drinks once things were settled.

Upon hearing that Zhao might not have enough food for her guests, Su immediately went to the kitchen and, in addition to what Song Feng had mentioned, brought two jars of fine wine and a dried chicken.

Add some vegetarian dishes, and the meal will be passable.

When the servants delivered it, they were surprised to find only Zhao Shi busy in the kitchen. There were two plates of food on the table. After eating some of it, that was... the end of it?

Zhao accepted the food and wine; she was worried because there wasn't enough meat. "Go back and tell Madam that her second and third uncles are making a fuss about dividing the family property, and the head of the household has gone there again with the village chief and the others."

Emma, ​​we're splitting up! This is a big deal!

"Yes, I will tell Madam when I get back."

"Tell her to mind her own business, not to go there, and just stay at home."

"Yes!"

Mrs. Zhao was speechless. The group had just sat down to drink when they were called away again by the children sent from the old house. Second son, third son, weren't they supposed to be very obedient to their father-in-law?

"My second and third uncles are fighting over dividing the family property?"

Madam Su was filled with worry. She didn't know how her in-laws were doing, and her mother-in-law wouldn't even let the younger generation go to check on them.

"It's good that we broke up; at least things can finally settle down for a while."

Su: "...Is their splitting up a good thing?"

"Of course, Uncle Si is no longer a parasite and will have to fend for himself from now on. Isn't that great? You don't know how trivial it is to maintain a family until you're in charge. Uncle Si is living too comfortably and doesn't know anything about the mundane details of life."

What my daughter-in-law said sounds quite right.

old house.

Fang Youcai irritably ran his fingers through his hair. "Dad, you called us to talk about dividing the family property, and we came right away, but you've been sitting here for ages without saying a word. What does that mean? Are you kidding me?"

Old Mrs. Sun glared at her eldest son. "You good-for-nothing! You won't be satisfied until you drive them to their deaths, will you?" Her old eyes were already red and swollen from crying.

The old man really wanted to grab the broom by the door and give him a good whack. Didn't they see how upset he was? Give him a moment, let him calm down, what's wrong with that? Is he in such a hurry to be reincarnated?

“Village chief, clan chief, village head, I have decided to separate the fourth son.”

Fang Youfu stared at his father in shock. Weren't his second and third brothers the ones who were separated? Why was it him?

Fang Lao Er, Lao San, and their wives looked at each other. Is this acceptable?

Seeing them nod, I breathed a slight sigh of relief.

The fourth son's wife was also in the main room. "Father, your precious grandson hasn't been born yet, and my husband and I haven't even had a chance to show our respect to you. How can we divide the family property now?"

She doesn't want to separate from the family, okay? Her dream of living in the county town is shattered. She'll have to do laundry, cook, clean, and maybe even work in the fields. If they live together, she'll be the only one doing all the work; won't she be exhausted?

The person in charge is, firstly, incompetent, and secondly, even lazier than her.

Old Fang knew exactly what they were thinking, but he was old, his wife was old, and they needed someone to take care of them. Although he loved his fourth son, he knew he wasn't reliable. As for household chores, he admitted he had indeed ruined him.

He could still live a peaceful life with his second and third sons, but with him, well, he'd only be left worrying and working even in his old age. He knew perfectly well that his fourth son was cold-hearted and not filial; if he fell ill and became immobile, he would definitely not take care of him wholeheartedly.

So even if he loves him dearly, he can't let himself get himself killed.

"Old man!"

Old Fang glanced at her, and Old Sun shut up obediently.

"You two have it tough enough living your lives together, I can't add to your burdens. I'm used to living with my second and third sons, so after much thought, I've decided to separate you two out."

"You two are both capable and healthy, and the fourth child is literate; you can manage to make a living. Your mother and I won't be a burden to you."

Fang Laosi: What sins did he commit today? Not only did his elder brother sever ties with his family, but his father also wants to kick him out of the house.

How will they survive outside? Getting food will be a huge problem.

"Father, the woman at home is still pregnant and needs to be protected during her pregnancy..."

"The doctor said she was fine before."

“That’s right, fourth sister-in-law. Your second sister-in-law, eldest sister-in-law, and I were all able to work on the day we gave birth. People in our village aren’t delicate. We only need to lie down for two or three days after giving birth and then it’ll pass. You’re so capable, you’re definitely even better than us.”

Fourth son's wife: ...

Fang Youcai looked at his father with a half-smile. He had thought his father doted on his fourth son, but it turned out to be nothing special. He couldn't understand why his grandfather, knowing exactly what kind of person his fourth son was, would still favor him and keep pouring money into his upbringing.

Could it really be the youngest son and eldest grandson, the old man's lifeblood?

No, no, no, the old man doesn't like his son Tiezhu at all.

"Father, I won't leave, I won't separate. My eldest brother has already cut ties with me, and I only have you left. I can't bear to leave you. Second brother, third brother, please don't send me away, okay?"

Second Brother Fang, Third Brother Fang: ...

They really didn't kick him out; they left on their own. Wasn't it because Dad wouldn't allow it?

Everyone remained silent, their attitude resolute. The old man lowered his head, puffing away on his cigarette, the entire room eerily quiet.

“When the eldest son got married, he was separated from his family. Now you’re older and it’s time for you to take charge. You can read, so even if you don’t go to the county town, you can earn a good amount of money copying books at home. If you both work hard after you go out, you won’t have a bad life.”

Fang Laosi coughed up blood. Copying books was just enough to keep him from starving. He had no power, influence, or money. He wouldn't choose this profession unless absolutely necessary.