The scumbag reborn to choose Bai Yueguang: He regretted it

The morning sun had just penetrated the dense morning mist, and a colorful rooster stood on the mud courtyard wall and crowed at the top of its voice.

Secretary Chen brought the enamel bowl and sipped the water while checking whether the newly planted wheat seedlings in the field were affected by the heavy rain of the previous two days.

Before he finished his bowl of noodle soup, the old lady of the Qiao family pulled him away.

The Qiao family wants to divide up the family business, and they need Secretary Chen and the oldest person in the village to be witnesses.

Many villagers who got the news came to the gate of Qiao's house with their bowls in hand to watch the fun.

The old man of the Qiao family is notoriously strong and overbearing, while Qiao Xinguo and his wife are soft-tempered and have not yet had a son.

Everyone in the village was discussing what these two old guys would give them.

After all, when it comes to dividing the family property, it is the parents who have the final say on how much to get, and there is no such thing as absolute fairness and justice.

The old couple of the Qiao family have two sons and one daughter, and the second daughter is already married.

The family had been poor peasants for three generations, and all they had was a yard surrounded by five adobe houses, two pig pens and a chicken coop left by their ancestors.

Then there are the three thatched houses left behind at the east end of the village after Qiao Zhixia’s great-grandfather died.

Because my great-grandfather had no children, and when he was alive, only Qiao Xingguo treated him the best, so the house was left to the Qiao family.

While smoking a leaf tobacco, Old Man Qiao asked the village party secretary to start allocating the three thatched houses to Qiao Xinguo's family.

The old couple lived with their youngest son. From then on, Qiao Xinguo didn't need to take care of them except in case of serious illness or funeral expenses after death, which had to be shared equally by the brothers.

Similarly, they would not pay for the medical expenses of Qiao Xinguo and his wife.

From now on, we will be two families.

At the same time, Old Mrs. Qiao put a large iron pot containing a clay pot and four broken kiln bowls and threw them in front of Qiao Zhixia.

Qiao Laosan and his wife then carried out two rolls of bedding, which the three of them had slept on before.

As for food, they were given ten pounds of corn bran, ten pounds of sprouted potatoes and one pound of lard.

Money...not a penny.

Qiao Zhixia calculated that the old couple should have 500 yuan in their hands, but they refused to admit it.

"Since you don't agree to split the money, please ask Secretary Chen to write something in the division agreement, saying that we don't want their money today, and they don't want to think about our money in the future."

Aunt Qiao curled her lips in disdain. "Tsk~ Do you still have money? Not enough for medical treatment, right? Money, fire tongs!"

Qiao Zhixia stared coldly at the ugly faces of this family. She was waiting for the day when she would burst into tears.

Regarding land, the current land policy is to contract production to each household, and each villager in Jingyang Village has an average of 1.5 acres of land.

Every household needs to pay enough public grain according to the population requirements every year, and the rest is theirs.

The more people there are in the family, the higher the public grain tax to be paid.

In terms of land distribution, Old Man Qiao gave all the four acres of low-yield land with poor soil in his family to Qiao Xingguo. Since nothing decent would grow after digging the land anyway, it might as well be distributed.

With low yields and after deducting the public grain tax, it is basically impossible for their family of three to have enough food to eat by relying on the 4 acres of land.

Qiao Xinguo is very clear about this. In the past, he could still do carpentry work to earn money to supplement his salary, but now he can't work and has to take medicine.

So...for the first time he protested against his father's favoritism and injustice.

"Dad, if you divide it like this, how are we going to live?"

Old Man Qiao did not feel guilty at all, and said righteously: "You have given birth to two money-losing children in these years. It's good enough that they can make a living. Naturally, I have to consider the roots of the Qiao family more, and I must not let my two eldest grandsons suffer."

In a word, not having a son is a sin, and one does not deserve fair treatment!

Qiao Zhixia knew that for so many years, her parents had been suffering from unfair treatment from her grandparents.

They are also human beings, so they naturally have tempers. But as soon as the other party says that they don't have a son, they will instantly lose their temper.

Just like it is now.

Qiao Laosan and his wife sat aside, hugging their knees and shaking their legs, with a look of smugness on their faces.

Qiao Zhixia didn’t care. She just wanted to get rid of this family of locusts as soon as possible.

She was not interested in the rubbish they shared, and the few acres of low- and medium-yield farmland were even less of a problem for her. She had the spiritual spring water provided by the farming system, and she could even grow vegetables in the cracks of the rocks.

Secretary Chen's face darkened when he saw the little things that the old couple of the Qiao family gave to Qiao Xinguo's family.

"Brother Qiao! Aren't you being too biased? Xinguo is also your son. How can his family settle down with such little money?"

"The three of them just had to save some money and get by, but how can the six of us eat the same?" Old man Qiao said disapprovingly, puffing on his cigarette.

"Let's do it this way! Secretary Chen, Uncle Niu, and all the villagers are here today to bear witness. From now on, my parents and I will officially separate from my grandparents, and we will each pursue our own future without any regrets!"

Qiao Zhixia's tone was filled with unconcealed excitement. Qiao Xinguo and Li Aizhen hung their heads dejectedly, feeling at a loss as to what to do in the future.

Qiao Laosan's family didn't expect that they could be separated so easily.

Qiao Zhixia was like a happy sparrow. She happily held her parents' arms and ran towards freedom with the things they had given them.

The family came to a small house three miles away from the other family. The fence on the roadside had decayed over time.

The yard in front of the house was full of weeds. Fortunately, Qiao Xinguo had repaired the roof earlier in order to store wood to prevent it from getting wet in the rain.

The overall structure of the house is relatively safe, but the doors and windows are severely damaged and need to be replaced.

Pushing open the non-existent door, I saw that the house of about 60 square meters was divided into three rooms. The room had good lighting so it was not damp.

Qiao Xinguo sighed: "You two are going to suffer with me."

"Dad, as long as our family is together and we don't have to be exploited by others, things will get better and better." Qiao Zhixia smiled brightly.

Qiao Xinguo is an optimistic person. Seeing his daughter smile, he thought that now that things have come to this, he can only take one step at a time.

"Okay, let's clean up the house first..." Qiao Xinguo was about to roll up his sleeves and start working when he heard someone outside the house shouting:

"Brother Xin, we heard that you were celebrating the separation of your family today, so we came to join in the fun..."

When Qiao Zhixia went out, she saw a middle-aged couple coming into the yard. The man was Qiao Xinguo's partner in carpentry work. The couple had always had a good relationship with Qiao Xinguo and his wife.

"Uncle Gao, Aunt Gao." Qiao Zhixia greeted them warmly.

"Hey, Zhizhi has become prettier again." Aunt Gao walked over with the bacon in her hand.

Qiao Xinguo and his wife came out to greet them. After a few greetings, the two men prepared to use the wooden boards in the room to make two beds and repair the windows and doors.

The two women prepared to repair the half-collapsed stove in the middle room to make it easier to cook in the future.

Qiao Zhixia took the opportunity to borrow the village party secretary's bicycle and went to the town supply and marketing cooperative.

I bought half a pound of pork head, a bag of crispy peanuts, half a roast chicken and other cooked food.

I also bought two enamel basins, a thermos, a kettle, two enamel cups, four towels, an oil lamp, a candle and a large box of matches.

After tearing off some cloth to cover the windows, I bought two shovels, a sickle and a hoe...

After the family was divided, there was nothing left and there were many necessities that needed to be bought.

Fortunately, the market has been liberalized now. Although some commodities still need to be purchased with coupons, most things can be bought with money.

Before leaving, I spent another three dollars and twenty cents to buy a flashlight, and spent another dollar more to buy four batteries.

After buying everything and counting the bill, I spent 66.68 yuan. I have to say, money nowadays is really worth spending.

After she returned and put her things down, she saw some pots and pans, rice, flour, grain, oil, etc. piled up in the corner that were not there before.

When I asked my mother who was smearing yellow mud on the stove, I learned that those things were sent by enthusiastic neighbors.

It’s true that country people love to join in the fun and gossip, but most of them are also kind-hearted.

Qiao Zhixia wrote down the names of the people who sent gifts in a small notebook. She would definitely find a chance to repay them...