The old man really can't understand.

He didn't say anything to death, why did his second son's reaction be so great!

What can five-year-old Douding do when he goes to school? Can he sit in it?

On the other hand, the second and third grandsons, one ten years old and the other eight years old, would have really delayed it if they were not sent to the school.

"Dad, I'm very serious and I know what I'm doing."

Mu Yao knows his own father very well.

Ambitions are ruthless and tough.

In his eyes, neither son nor grandson is important to change the family, especially his son who is neither obedient nor useful.

I originally wanted to split up at the fastest speed, but I only missed it when I encountered the Dongfeng so quickly.

"No, I don't agree!"

"I don't agree, either," as soon as the old man finished speaking, Old Zhou immediately agreed, "Second, ask yourself, is this worthy of us?"

"Why are you sorry? Why don't you tell me?"

Old Zhou said choking.

"If parents are not separated, this is the rule set by our ancestors," the old man said loudly, "As long as I am with your mother for a day, this family cannot be separated!"

After saying that, he was afraid that Mu Yao would continue to make trouble, so he softened his attitude and comforted him, "Don't worry, Nan Zai just won't go to the school for the time being, and send it to him when he has spare money."

"No, I just want to split up now!"

Mu Yao has a firm attitude.

It was also at this time that everyone realized that he was not trying to take Joe on purpose.

"Second," Mr. Mu was puzzled, "Did you take the wrong medicine? Or was it too stimulating? After the family is separated, what do you use to support your wife, children?"

To be honest, he had wanted to kick the second room away, but not now.

It is true that the second child is useless, but if he hadn't served every year, others wouldn't have ended up being idle.

"Just think I took the wrong medicine!"

This is the case again, don’t be stingy!

Old Zhou had a heart attack and was so angry that he wanted to curse people. Thinking of his second son's previous slutty operation, he squirmed his lower lips and did not dare to scold him.

Mu Yao refused to give in, and the old man refused to compromise. Suddenly, the atmosphere suddenly became stagnant.

After a long time, the old man said, "You can split the family, but you don't have the house or land. You can leave the house with the second house!"

"Can!"

Mu Yao didn't expect the old man to give anything, and he agreed without thinking.

Su Dai thought it would be difficult to split up, but she didn't expect it to be incredibly simple.

When I returned to the room, I was still a little overwhelmed.

"Mu Yao, why is your father so easy to talk to suddenly?"

It was a miracle that the old man could tolerate his son riding on his head.

"He is afraid that I will tell Fubao's story," Mu Yao said calmly, "The Mu family has not yet turned over completely. This secret must not be revealed. Dad dare not gamble."

Let’s talk about how the second house could have been so long in the original plot, and the relationship grasped the weaknesses of those in the old house.

Su Dai finally realized, "So, are you sure to split up before?"

“That’s a must!”

Mu Yao raised his chin proudly, his eyes were a little proud, and his whole body exuded a certain aura, like a peacock with his open-faced screen.

It's simply unsightly.

"Dad," Nan Zai suddenly felt the atmosphere strange. After subconsciously moving his little butt away from his parents, he asked about his concerns, "After the separation, do we still have a place to live?"

"Of course," Su Dai smiled at her son's face, "Don't worry, dad and mom won't let you have no place to live."

"That's good!"

Nanzai was very content and didn't ask how the house was, but he happily lay on the bed.

The main room.

The old lady kept walking around the room, feeling anxious.

"Old man, do you think we shouldn't do things so utterly?"

If it weren't for the complete anger, the second child wouldn't have split up even if he was a mess.

The old man is in a bad mood.

It’s not that he is reluctant to part with his second son, but that he finds that Mu Yao has been out of control and not only cannot become a supporter of the family, but has become an obstacle.

He snorted coldly, and spoke with a blue face, "It's not me who does things the best, it's the second brother!"

"Actually, it's nothing to pay more to one person. Nan Zai is our grandson. It's better for him to benefit, and he won't give it to outsiders."

"What do you know? This time is just the beginning. The wise boy is going to take the exam. The future costs are huge. Since he has long been separated from his second brother, what's the difference between him and his estrangement a little more and less?"

"After all, it's the real son!"

"So what? I can't even give it a garland. What else can I expect them to do?"

Hearing this, Old Zhou paused, "How do you know about this? Is the eldest daughter-in-law silly?"

The old man didn't answer, but just looked at the moonlight outside the window.

He remembered the famine that had been a long time ago.

The tribe members were hugging each other, nearly two hundred people, and under the guidance of the old man, they walked from north to south, and traveled through mountains and rivers for a full three months.

During this period, no city dared to take in, no family dared to help, and could only wander in the wild like wild dogs.

No matter how strong the sun is, you have to grit your teeth and rush to travel. No matter how tired you are, you dare not fall behind.

When you encounter mountains, you hunt and dig wild vegetables. When you encounter rivers, you try your best to catch fish. You really can’t find food to eat bark.

At that time, there were fewer people almost every day, and many of them could never open their eyes after sleeping.

No one saw hope, and walked forward numbly and stiffly every day, begging that the disaster would pass earlier.

If it weren't for the end of the journey, the old man wouldn't have taken the village boy to the mountain village, right?

Unfortunately, I tried my best to defeat it, but the benefits were taken away by the local government.

If I hadn't been afraid that the Mu family would have tried their best, maybe I wouldn't even keep the last soup base?

However, even so, the Mu family still became the richest village in the village.

If it were...

Power is really a good thing!

Time passed, until the dew became heavier, the old man closed the window, lying on the bed, closed his eyes and calmed down all his emotions.

This is the case in the world. Only by giving up can one gain. To achieve a certain goal, one always has to pay some price, even if the price is a bit heavy.

It is so difficult to change the family, and only by putting all the strength of a family can we do it.

Thinking of this, the last trace of hesitation also dissipated, and soon a uniform breathing sound came from the bed.

Compared with this, Old Zhou did not have such a good attitude.

I tossed and turned, and closed my eyes almost dawn, but I was called out for a while.

"Dad," Li was full of joy. "I'll invite my uncle over while it was not cooking early. You guys hurry up and wash up."

After saying that, regardless of whether the two elders heard it or not, a gust of wind disappeared.

The second house was separated and didn't take anything away, and nothing was better than this!

Li was so excited that he didn't sleep all night. He got up excitedly at dawn and did not need to say anything to others, so he started to do it himself.

Su Dai was also awakened by the sound. When she opened her eyes, her head was in chaos. "When is it now?"
Chapter completed!