After transmigrating into the body of the female supporting character's biological mother, she

downstairs.

No one spoke, except for Wang Gaihua who would occasionally clutch her back and cry out, "Ouch!"

But at this point, she didn't even care about her own daughter, and nobody paid any attention to her.

Su Jue sat steadily on the sofa, and took the pomelo that Jiang Chengzhou had peeled half of earlier.

He approaches peeling a pomelo with the attitude of a scientific researcher.

His movements were very delicate, without hurting a single bit of flesh, and he even cleaned the white silk threads off completely.

Deng Jing, who was initially restless, calmed down upon seeing Su Jue's demeanor.

If the sons aren't in a hurry, then she, as a daughter-in-law, has nothing to worry about.

Su Pei and Su Yao also realized the benefits of their father being at home.

At least Su Lei wouldn't dare to come over and bully them or pull their braids.

Su Bingcheng remained silent, and the others dared not speak.

Only Su Jue broke the pomelo in half and shared it with his wife, daughter, and nephew.

Su Jue acted as if he didn't see his elder brother, sister-in-law, and two sons, not even saying a word to them.

Fan Biyun habitually wanted to say something sarcastic, but considering her current situation, she swallowed her words.

Finally, footsteps sounded upstairs.

All eyes were on Su Lang.

Su Lang walked steadily and unhurriedly into the living room, placing the envelope and property ownership certificate on the coffee table in front of Su Bingcheng. "Mom asked me to give this to you."

At this time, the property certificate is not called a property certificate.

The name varies from place to place; some call it a property ownership certificate, while others call it a housing license.

This small villa was the old residence of the Xu family, which was returned to Xu Yueyun by the state after liberation.

The property ownership certificate is just a thin piece of paper with a red stamp on it.

In this era where housing allocation depends on quotas, this little villa is really too conspicuous.

Wang Gaihua's eyes welled up with tears.

Their family of six was still crammed into a small house of 30 or 40 square meters. If the Su family could move into such a large house, they would be truly blessed.

Su Bingcheng coughed twice. "I called you all back today to talk to you about the division of the family property."

Jiang Chengzhou stood up. "Uncle, I want to go upstairs to see Aunt."

Jiang Chengzhou is already old enough to understand things. He doesn't have the surname Su, nor does he have the surname Xu. If he really had to choose, he wouldn't want the surname Jiang.

I wish I could have the surname Lin, like my aunt and sister.

His maternal grandparents wanted to divide the family property, and he felt it was none of his business.

Su Bingcheng said, "Don't go. Your mother is the same as your three uncles. Now that she's gone, you have to help her keep her share."

Jiang Chengzhou looked at his uncle.

Su Lang nodded slightly.

Only then did he stand next to his uncle.

Wang Gaihua, ignoring her back pain, nudged her daughter with her elbow.

Ten yuan, divided among three people, each person gets a little over two yuan.

If it's divided among four people, each person can only get two yuan and fifty cents.

She can still figure out this.

Fan Biyun was also angry. In her heart, everything in the Su family should be inherited by her two sons, and she did not want to divide the family property.

Normally, she would definitely urge Su Ding to stand up for her.

But Su Ding was arguing with her right now and wouldn't listen to her at all, so Fan Biyun could only worry anxiously in her heart.

Su Bingcheng then asked Su Lang, "Where is your wife?"

Su Lang said, "Zhilan is upstairs having breakfast with Mom. I'm fine with things at home."

Deng Jing quickly stood up. "Then I'll take the children to find my younger siblings. Su Jue can stay here."

She had a premonition that today would be another chaotic battle.

She could barely handle her sister-in-law, let alone her own mother. Just thinking about it gave Deng Jing a headache.

Su Jue pulled her back, "Let the children go upstairs, you sit here with me."

Su Jue's salary wasn't low, but the subsidies were high, so he wasn't short of money.

He didn't really intend to seize the family property, but he thought he couldn't let Deng Jing and the children suffer.

"It's alright, I'm here." Su Jue looked at his wife.

Deng Jing met his gaze, then silently sat back down. "Peipei, Yaoyao, why don't you go upstairs and find Grandma and your aunt?"

Su Pei nodded.

Su Jue handed the remaining pomelos to her daughter, "Take them upstairs and eat them."

Su Lang smiled and said, "Remember to share it with your aunt and sister."

Su Jue glared at her younger brother, amused. "If your wife and daughter want to eat pomelos, peel them yourselves. Why are you taking my daughter's?"

"You can peel them yourself," Su Lang said with a half-smile, "as long as there are pomelos and my wife and daughter don't suffer any losses."

His words had a hidden meaning, at least Su Bingcheng understood it.

Those who were observant, such as Fan Biyun and Wang Gaihua, naturally noticed it as well.

Su Jue patted her daughter's shoulder, "Go on, go play with your little sister."

Su Pei glanced at her mother, and seeing Deng Jing nod, she pulled her younger sister upstairs.

Su Bingcheng asked Su Ming and Su Lei, "Do you want to go up with your sisters?"

It's best not to involve children in conflicts between adults.

Fan Biyun held her two sons' hands tightly, saying, "No need, Dad, they're fine here."

Her two sons are Fan Biyun's greatest source of confidence.

Since his mother wouldn't listen, Su Bingcheng didn't care anymore and took the money out of the envelope.

A thick stack of unpaid bills made Wang Gaihua's breathing quicken.

Su Bingcheng counted them. There should have been 100, but there were only 99 left.

He didn't think much of it, assuming he had miscounted before, and took out another 10 yuan from his pocket to make up the difference.

Su Lang chuckled to herself, but Su Jue saw it.

The two brothers looked at each other.

Su Jue: What are you laughing at?

Su Lang: I'm happy, so why are you bothering me?

In just a few seconds, the two brothers exchanged glances.

Su Jue turned her head away again.

Su Lang thought to himself, "How boring."

His second brother has been a bookworm since he was a child. It's only because his sister-in-law didn't mind that he was single that he was able to marry him.

Su Lang is like a crow landing on a black pig; he only sees the blackness of others, but not his own.

He used to be clueless about romance and made countless girls cry, yet he still has the nerve to talk about his second brother.

The living room was full of people, each with their own thoughts.

Su Bingcheng ignored them; each of the four children received 250 yuan.

He divided them into portions and placed them on the coffee table.

"Take a portion of this money back with each of you. Chengzhou is still young, so let his uncle and aunt keep it for him until he comes of age."

While Su Bingcheng was counting the money, Fan Biyun and Wang Gaihua kept watching him count.

Naturally, I remember that each serving here costs 250 yuan.

Wang Gaihua then nudged her daughter with her elbow.

Fan Biyun couldn't hold back any longer. "Dad, isn't this a bit unfair? Chengzhou doesn't even have the surname Su, so why should he get a share when the Su family is dividing the inheritance?"

The Jiang family isn't bad either. If Jiang Chengzhou were to return to the Jiang family, Old Master Jiang might be able to give him quite a bit.

Why bother competing with the Su family?

Su Bingcheng ignored him and looked only at his son, "You think so too?"

Although Su Ding was arguing with Fan Biyun, they had been married for so many years that they were already on the same page. "Dad, if Chengzhou is to be divided, it should be divided among the Jiang family."

Without saying a word, Su Bingcheng grabbed the teacup next to him and smashed it over his head.