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Su Ding couldn't dodge in time, and the teacup hit her forehead squarely, causing a trickle of blood to flow out.

"Dad!" Fan Biyun exclaimed, "What are you doing? What did Su Ding say wrong?"

She hurriedly grabbed a handkerchief and applied it to Su Ding's wound.

Su Ding impatiently pushed her aside, "Get out of here. If it weren't for you, and your whole family, would my dad treat me like this?"

Fan Biyun was stunned, and her eyes instantly reddened.

She has been taking care of her own family all these years, but the most important people in his heart are still Su Ding and their two sons.

How could she not feel heartbroken when Su Ding said those things about her?

Besides, it's clear that he himself...

Su Bingcheng slammed his fist on the table in anger, "You still have the nerve to blame your wife? Don't you have a brain? Without your backing, would the Fan family be able to cause trouble for your mother time and time again?"

Su Bingcheng is so old, what hasn't he seen?

Su Ding's attempt to shirk responsibility only fueled his anger.

When Fan Biyun heard her father-in-law speak up for her, she sat to the side and began to sob.

Su Bingcheng said impatiently, "Stop crying, you're all birds of a feather, otherwise you wouldn't be together!"

The fact that Su Ding and Fan Biyun had a good relationship suggests that they shared similar values.

Otherwise, they wouldn't be able to get along.

Su Lang began to look at the old man with new respect.

This insult is so scathing; once it's unleashed, it's astonishing.

He was starting to regret not calling his wife down to watch the show.

The old man's cursing is actually quite amusing.

Fan Biyun dared not cry anymore.

Has Su Ding's father gone mad?

Su Bingcheng continued, "Does anyone have any objections to Chengzhou taking this share?"

Su Jue and Deng Jing exchanged a glance. "We have no objections."

Su Lang smiled and said, "Our family has no objections either."

"Of course your family has no objections," Fan Biyun sneered.

Now that they're splitting up, let's just tear each other apart; Fan Biyun can't care less about that now.

"You can support Jiang Chengzhou. Keep the money with you and your husband. He's still young now, and who knows if his parents will still be around in ten years? Who knows who will spend the money on then?"

Wang Gaihua said, "Su Ding is the eldest uncle, so logically the eldest uncle should be in charge of this nephew."

How much does it cost to raise a child?

As long as we don't starve to death, that's fine.

Two hundred and fifty yuan! The Fan family doesn't know if they could save that much money even after ten years.

Wang Gaihua thought to herself, if whoever raises Jiang Chengzhou has to pay for it, it would be better to let her daughter Biyun raise him.

Before Su Bingcheng and Su Lang could react, Jiang Chengzhou jumped up from his chair. "You wish! I don't want you to support me!"

He was so angry that his hair stood on end, and he gritted his teeth, wishing he could bite the person.

Su Lang grabbed his shoulder. "Calm down. This isn't something they can decide. Your aunt said that if she doesn't take you back, I won't be going back at all."

Jiang Chengzhou snorted, "Even if you don't go back, I'm going back."

"Hey," Su Lang ruffled his hair, "you brat, do you know I'm speaking up for you?"

"Alright, there's no need to say more about this. Chengzhou will stay with Xiaolang and Zhilan. We can rest assured." Su Bingcheng tapped the money on the table.

First, Chengzhou's own wishes must be taken into consideration.

Secondly, the elderly couple trusted their youngest son the most.

Su Lang was raised by his older sister, who was also the one who took Cheng Zhou away from the Jiang family. He wouldn't let Cheng Zhou suffer any injustice.

And their youngest daughter-in-law is excellent in every way, so they feel at ease.

Even if the old couple were gone, Su Lang and his wife wouldn't be so greedy as to covet Chengzhou's money.

Of course, Su Jue and Deng Jing wouldn't embezzle the money, but Su Jue's job was so special that he was rarely seen for years, and it was impossible for Deng Jing to raise three children alone.

Moreover, Deng Jing is not as assertive as her younger daughter-in-law, and she dislikes trouble, so she can't handle the eldest son and his wife.

The money isn't much, and even if things get really bad, if their youngest son and daughter-in-law ever want this little bit of money, they'll accept it.

At least Su Lang and Lin Zhilan were truly kind to their grandson.

Even if Su Jia, the biological mother, were still alive, her grandparents wouldn't say anything bad about her.

Su Lang didn't refuse and took two sets of money directly from the table.

Fan Biyun quickly took her share.

Su Jue, unhurried, took the last remaining copy and handed it to Deng Jing.

Wang Gaihua tugged at her daughter's sleeve, "Do you really believe your in-laws only have this much money?"

Fan Biyun definitely wouldn't believe it.

Before her father-in-law retired, he was a division-level cadre. She inquired and found out that his monthly pension was more than fifty yuan, which was higher than her monthly salary.

My mother-in-law also receives a pension. I heard that when the country was liberated, in addition to the house, it also returned a lot of other things.

Capitalists in the past were all very wealthy, so they must have owned valuable and desirable items.

The elderly couple didn't know what they were thinking; they kept the moldy things rather than give them to their son.

Su Jue was sitting close to Fan Biyun and her daughter Wang Gaihua, and overheard their conversation. He turned around, frowned, and asked, "What business is it of yours how much money and possessions my parents have?"

Although the others didn't hear what Wang Gaihua said, they could guess from Su Jue's tone.

Wang Gaihua said, "That's not how it works. In the end, parents still have to divide their things among their children, don't they?"

Su Lang sneered, "According to you, I wonder how much money you'll give your sister-in-law when the time comes?"

"She's a married daughter..." Wang Gaihua stammered, "I've never seen a family like yours, where you give money to your daughter and grandson after the family division."

To someone like Wang Gaihua, who has a strong preference for sons over daughters, isn't this just giving money away?

Upon hearing this, Su Ding glared at Fan Biyun.

The reason he was so angry this time was because he discovered that more than half of his family's savings were gone.

When asked, Fan Biyun only said that she had lent it to her brother.

Having been the son-in-law of the Fan family for so many years, Su Ding knew the character of those people in the Fan family all too well.

They say it's a loan, but you'll never see any money back in this lifetime.

Fan Biyun met her husband's gaze and lowered her head.

Every time she went back to her parents' home, Wang Gaihua would plead poverty with her and coax a sum of money out of her.

Before I knew it, I had accumulated several hundred yuan. I did a careful count the other day.

If she really can't get it back, even if Su Ding doesn't divorce her, she can forget about managing the money anymore.

Su Bingcheng didn't bother looking at his eldest son and daughter-in-law, but carefully observed the three children in the living room.

Su Ming was not involved.

Su Lei glared at his grandmother with hatred.

Jiang Chengzhou sat next to Su Lang, his back straight and his eyes calm, just like his uncle when he was a child.

Su Bingcheng sighed inwardly, "This is the Su family home. What we're dividing up now is what belongs to the two of us old folks. Just accept whatever the elders give you and don't say anything more."

Since neither Su Jue nor Su Lang said much, the one who spoke the most must be the eldest son's son.