Take a step back?

Everyone in the Zhou family looked at each other, not knowing how this retreat was.

He Xiucai didn't keep it a secret and said directly: "The five acres of land are divided into two parts, of which four acres belong to Pang Miao'er, and the other acre is given to the Zhou family, which is entirely to repay the Zhou family's care for over the years."

"What do you think?"

“…”

Half an hour later.

With the efforts of Sun Lizheng, He Xiucai and Manager Li, the two sides finally made concessions and reached an agreement.

According to the distribution mentioned by He Xiucai, Zheng Chengyi left five acres of land, four acres of Pang Miaoer and one acre of Zhou’s family.

It also agreed that no matter how the Zhou family split the family in the future, this acre of land will belong to Pang Miaoer's younger brother, Zhou Wulang.

In addition, the autumn harvest is not coming, and food is growing in the field. Considering this situation, Sun Li is negotiating with the Zhou family on behalf of Pang Miaoer.

When the autumn harvest is over, the Zhou family will be responsible for the harvest, and the food obtained will be divided equally, which is half of each person.

"How is it, what else do you want to say?" Sun Li was standing up.

"If there is no, we will issue a document, and each party will not owe each other in the future."

After saying that, Sun Li was looking at Fat Miao'er and then looked at everyone in the Zhou family.

Old Mrs. Zhou had a dark face, and she sat at the end of the kang in anger, turning her head and refused to speak.

Mr. Zhou sat on the other side of her, continuing to smoke a dry cigarette, clicking and clicking and clicking and clicking.

Zhou Laosan pulled his head and looked at the upper, not knowing what he was thinking.

Zhou Laoer and his wife Ma, you poke me, I poke you, leaning against the corner of the wall and whispering quietly.

As for Silang, as early as when Sun Lizheng and others took their seats, they were driven out by the adults at home.

"What's wrong? Why didn't you say anything? I just agreed, but I want to go back on my word?"

Sun Li was frowning, with a slight dissatisfaction in his voice, and questioning.

Mr. Zhou was shocked and quickly put down the cigarette pole in his hand, raised his head and said silly: "No, I didn't want to regret it. We have no objection, so just follow the right one, what the scholar said."

Mr. Zhou was speaking while staring at Mrs. Zhou, knowing that she was unwilling to do so, but now that things have come to this, so she can only do this.

"The third brother."

Mr. Zhou called out and said, "Find out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone that your elder brother had left at home before, and ask He Xiucai to help him get a document."

"Hey!" Zhou Laosan responded subconsciously.

He stood up, his eyes were empty, and he walked out step by step like a puppet carrying a string.

After a while.

He returned to the upper room with his pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and placed it in front of He Xiucai.

The paper was unfolded, grinding ink, lifting the pen, and writing a few breaths, and a document was written.

Mr. Zhou and Fat Miaoer pressed their handprints respectively.

At this point, the relationship between Fat Miao and the Zhou family has officially come to an end.

"The things have been resolved, and we won't stay much." Sun Li was standing up and sighed lightly.

At this time, he couldn't tell what it felt. He didn't know whether he should be happy or sad for Fat Miaoer. Without relatives around him, her future journey would be difficult.

"With these four acres of land, you have food rations, so don't worry about being hungry."

Sun Li was raising his hand and patting Fat Miao'er on the head, reminding him: "Be careful when you are alone outside, and don't be coaxed by others."

There is no relative or reason, and there is a family in the family to raise, and Sun Lizheng can only do this.

"Well, I know, thank you Grandpa Li Zheng for reminding me."

Fat Miao'er nodded obediently, followed the Zhou family and sent the group out of the house.

At the gate.

Sun Lizheng and He Xiucai left each, only Manager Li waved and called Fat Miaoer to him, whispered: "Old Hongtou at the west end of the village has no children, and there is no relative in the family."

"If you want, I'll help you connect it. You go over and be his granddaughter, so that someone will take care of you."

Manager Li thought well, Lao Hongtou has a house, and fat Miaoer has a land. The old and the young gather together, so he can live a life even if he saves some money.

"Thank you, Uncle Li, I will think about it carefully." Having said that, Fat Miaoer had already made up her mind and would never go.

She had seen that old Hongtou, who was lazy, stingy and sloppy, so she should not live with such a person.

"Then you have to think it through."

Manager Li shook his head secretly. He is a personal talent, and he is doing a business of welcoming and sending off. The best thing is to observe his words and expressions. How can he not tell Fat Miaoer's reluctance?

"If you really can't find anything to eat, come to my house. The waffles can always be evenly matched. You can return it to me when there is food in the autumn harvest." Manager Li touched Fat Miao'er's little head with sympathy.

Fat Miaoer and his youngest daughter Li Hongzao are little sisters who play together and often go to his house.

He likes this chubby, fleshy, silly smile, and looks like a little adult.

The only regret is that my life is bad, I have no father or mother, and now I have a stumble with my stepfather's family again, and the hardships in the future can be seen.

"Okay, I'll leave first."

Manager Li glanced at Zhou Laosan who was standing on one side and showed sadness, and shook his head silently. He was a good person, but he couldn't be a home.

Watching Manager Li leave, Fat Miao'er turned around and hit Zhou Laosan's eyes with one glance. Her eyes met, and the father and daughter pursed their lips at the same time, and neither of them spoke.

It was only a few steps away, but at this time, Zhou Laosan felt like he was separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.

It was still fat Miaoer who walked over first and raised her head: "Dad, I'll pack up my things."

The voice was as always, with a touch of affection, as if the displeasure with the Zhou family had never happened.

"Oh, OK, OK!"

Zhou Laosan clicked in a daze, and didn't even react to what he said. When he came to his senses, he watched Fat Miaoer walk past him and head straight to the door.

“Cruff!”

Fat Miaoer pushed open the door, and Ma Shi flashed and blocked her, questioning in a bad tone: "The earth has been taken away. You are not from my old Zhou family anymore, why are you coming back?"

Ma's waist was pinching his waist, sarcastic and domineering.

"I'll get my little backpack."

Fat Miaoer replied ignorantly, and her body bent into the gap beside Ma.

He quickly carried the back basket placed in the corner of the wall, took advantage of the inattention of everyone, rushed into the upper room at the speed of wind, and headed straight to the kang.

There was her younger brother, Zhou Wulang, the young grandson of the Zhou family.

At this time, the baby was sleeping soundly, his eyes were squinted tightly, like two thin lines, and his eyebrows were slightly raised like willow branches.

His skin was a little red, his face was small, and his wrinkles had not yet spread out. His little hands were curled up under his jaw, and they didn't look good.

But Fat Meower is so rare.

This is her real brother!

Blood ties are really amazing.
Chapter completed!