Rebirth in 1980: The little ancestor who became a rough educated youth

What a hateful girl!

Cursing secretly in her heart, Mrs. Xu didn't dare not tell the truth in front of Director Wang.

"Director Wang, let me think about this." After thinking for a moment, Mrs. Xu said with some uncertainty: "I remember that when we separated the family, it was mainly about my pension. What we talked about at the beginning was the monthly payment for my two sons. I have twenty yuan for living expenses..."

"What? Twenty yuan?" Before she could finish her words, Zhou Yinglan beside her lost her composure, "Didn't we agree on ten yuan at the beginning? When did it become twenty yuan?"

You know, Xu Dayong is used to idleness, and the money she has gotten back over the years is not as much as the money she gets from farming at home.

Twenty dollars, how long would she have to work in the fields to earn it?

Thinking like this, Zhou Yinglan couldn't help but glare at Xu Dayong, "Xu Dayong, you'd better explain to me clearly, where did the extra ten yuan come from?"

The family has been separated for more than ten years. An extra ten yuan a month means more than one hundred yuan a year, and more than a thousand yuan in ten years!

damned! So much money!

She thought this man was really lazy and only knew how to eat, drink and have fun, but not make money.

But who knows, it’s not that this person doesn’t know how to make money, it’s just that the money he makes is not in her hands.

I thought about how I had worked so hard to support this family all these years, but the money earned by the man was not given to me.

Zhou Yinglan felt cold in her heart.

Seeing Xu Dayong shrinking his neck, shutting up and pretending to be quail.

As soon as she turned her head, she said to Mrs. Xu: "Mom, I don't care. I agreed at the beginning that it would be ten yuan a month. You have to pay me back the extra money you have given me over the years."

"It's not like you don't know how hard it has been for me to support this family by myself all these years. If you don't give me this money, I won't be able to live my life anymore!"

Zhou Yinglan knew that this old lady was rich now.

She asked for more than a thousand yuan without any pressure, and even made threats.

"Second daughter-in-law, you are really..." This is so outrageous!

After all these years, has she received less subsidies?

It's just over a thousand yuan, but Zhou Yinglan dares to make trouble in front of her. It's really a shame!

Mrs. Xu opened her mouth and wanted to curse, but she didn't finish her sentence yet.

Uncle Xu next to him had already caught the conversation, "Second Aunt, what you said is a bit too much."

"What's wrong? If my second uncle just gives grandma an extra ten yuan a month, you won't be able to survive. Then my dad used to give grandma fifty yuan a month. Does grandma also have to spend the extra money? give me back?"

Can that be the same?

How long have Xu Qiuqiu's parents been dead? Even if they were given forty more before, would they still be able to give more than Xu Dayong has given in recent years?

"Xu Qiuqiu, you have to speak with your conscience. When did your father give me more money?"

Mrs. Xu stared at Xu Qiuqiu with an angry look.

She knew that after all this damn girl had laid the groundwork, she still wanted to get money from her!

"That's right, you damn girl, you have to pay attention to evidence when you speak. Your father has been dead for so many years. Why do you say that your father gave you milk money?"

As soon as Xu Qiuqiu opened her mouth, Zhou Yinglan didn't bother to embarrass Mrs. Xu.

He turned around and fired at Xu Qiuqiu.

No matter what she says, the old lady only wants Dayong to have a son.

No matter how much money she holds in her hand, once her legs kick off, the money will belong to their family.

But maybe Qiuqiu is different.

If this girl gets one more point from the old lady, she will get one less point in the future.

That won't work!

Thinking like this, Zhou Yinglan held back her firepower.

But Xu Qiuqiu didn't give her a chance to speak again.

She reached out and took out a stack of paper from the cloth bag and placed it on the table.

Then he smiled and said: "Second Aunt just wants evidence, these are all."

"You...what are you talking about?" Looking at the pile of paper on the table, Zhou Yinglan was dumbfounded.

The eldest brother and his wife have been dead for more than ten years. Where did Xu Qiuqiu find the evidence?

Don't just find a bunch of scrap paper from somewhere to fool them, right?

"Of course it's the evidence that Second Aunt wants!" It seemed as if she didn't see Zhou Yinglan's suspicious eyes.

Xu Qiuqiu smiled brightly, "Since the second aunt is not convinced that the second uncle gives ten yuan more to grandma every month, let's not talk about the money issue for the time being."

"Let's talk about this house first..."

Playing with the things on the table, Xu Qiuqiu said calmly: "Second Aunt must not know yet, except for the house you built yourself, the house where grandma lives now, and my house that was demolished. The foundations of the two houses are My parents bought it.”

"So what?" Zhou Yinglan's chest heaved up and down, and Zhou Yinglan asked angrily, "Isn't it right for sons and daughters-in-law to be filial to the elderly? As a granddaughter, do you still want to compete with the elderly for a house?"

I have to say that this Zhou Yinglan understands double standards.

She herself could attack Mrs. Xu for ten dollars, but in her heart she was determined to keep Xu Qiuqiu on the pillar of filial piety.

Otherwise, just because of this girl's nature, if she comes to make trouble every now and then.

The money in the old lady's hands is probably going to be taken advantage of sooner or later.

"As a granddaughter, I will definitely not compete with the elderly for a house."

In front of Director Wang, Xu Qiuqiu neither acted rude nor cursed.

He just stated the facts in a good-tempered manner and reasoned, "It's just that my mother's name is on the real estate certificate and the land certificate. If grandma is not afraid of my mother's family coming to make trouble, she can live there."

The stack of papers on the table was spread out one by one.

When they saw the real estate certificate and land certificate with the name "Deng Yuqing" written on them, Mrs. Xu, Zhou Yinglan and others were dumbfounded.

These documents are all old files that Xu Qiuqiu asked Jiang Xieyuan to find from the commune.

Not to mention Zhou Ying is old, even Mrs. Xu herself, who has lived in this house for more than ten or twenty years, doesn't know.

When Deng Yuqing was alive, he had some conflicts with his mother-in-law.

But she has never been a fussy person like Zhou Yinglan. Even if she quarreled, she never brought the house into question.

Therefore, Mrs. Xu never knew that the house she lived in belonged to the daughter-in-law whom she wanted to drive out of the house.

Looking at the real estate certificate and land certificate on the table, the old lady opened her mouth wide in disbelief.

This house is not her ancestral home, but was rebuilt after a flood in the 20s.

She always thought that it was her eldest son who had the ability, and he had built this house with his own money.

Who knows it actually belongs to her daughter-in-law, or the daughter-in-law with whom she had a bad relationship and who has been dead for more than ten years.

Her face was dark and red, and Mrs. Xu felt inexplicably ashamed.

Although she is the best in everything she does, she is not completely shameless.

As the saying goes, you raised me when I was young, and I will raise you when you grow old.

Living in her son's house, she felt at ease no matter what.

But living in the daughter-in-law's house, she is still the long-dead daughter-in-law...

The old lady felt a little uncomfortable. After all, with Xu Qiuqiu making such a fuss today, it won't be long before everyone knows that this house belongs to Deng Yuqing.

I wonder what the people in the village will think of her?