Chapter 115: A Pot of Bristles

Sure enough, as I expected, my relationship with Gong Haining and Wu Lili was much better than with Bai Hui! Moreover, I had only exchanged letters with Bai Hui, a pen pal who was not worthy of the name, two or three times, and of course everyone must have imagined that she wrote some innocuous words in the letters in order to satisfy her curiosity about the word "pen pal" for a while, and I was just to cope with the letters.

In fact, what I prefer is face-to-face direct communication, such as the two "messengers" with Bai Hui, not only can I feel the fun brought by chatting, but also can watch the girls show off, such a pleasing thing, why not?

Darwin was also very talkative, and he had already become acquainted with the two of them when they first met, both of them were the same age, and they met very quickly.

In this way, although I was fed up with the various smells emitted by the toilet in the summer, I once again experienced the "war" with the reincarnation of grains, flies, mice, and long-tailed white worms, and in the process of cleaning the toilet, I would use some "temporary refreshing" words to fight unremittingly against the smell of ammonia, but what I was able to comfort was that the grades at the end of the semester were still very stable, and at the same time, I made two good friends who talked about everything - Gong Haining and Wu Lili, no Bai Hui!

Time is always so unpredictable, and when you want to cherish it, it has long since disappeared in the years.

In the blink of an eye, the summer vacation came quietly, and at my father's request, I went with him to visit my grandmother in the city of Seyangzhi - it is said that it was to make up for the lack of visits during the Spring Festival, and of course, I could also meet my mother, who worked in the city.

Sometimes I wonder why my grandmother lives in a big city, while my family lives in a very remote town.

This has to start with the death of my grandfather.

My unreasonable grandfather, mentioned earlier, died when I was five years old, and it is said that I went to "send him", but I have no memory at all.

In the winter of the year my grandfather died, my uncle also died. Although I don't know what the situation was at that time, after all, the yin and yang are separated, and I believe that fellow relatives are very distressed!

But then, the eldest aunt and the second aunt made an unreasonable request that made their father particularly angry, that is, to share the family property left by their grandfather and uncle with their father.

What kind of bastard statement is this?

The old mother is still alive, why should she divide the old man's things? Where do you let her live after dividing the old man's property? Moreover, according to the law, the eldest brother's family property should naturally be inherited by the eldest sister-in-law and niece.

If the name is not right, it will not be good, and if it is not good, it will be difficult to achieve!

However, my two aunts didn't care about that at all, and they didn't know what kind of rhetoric they used to make my grandmother obey them very much, and stood on my aunt's side without hesitation!

No matter what my father says, he can't change the decision to divide the family property!

My father is a filial son, and although he has no choice but to do it, he has to do what his grandmother wants. The mother couldn't intervene in this matter at all, as long as she opened her mouth, she would be accused of "plotting the Liu family's property" by the two "female robbers" of the Liu family, so the mother never participated.

In addition, there are even more excessive things that can make my father indignant!

That is, under the instigation of the two aunts, the grandmother sold all the three properties of the grandfather and grandmother, and forcibly "swept the floor and the sister-in-law" of the widow and sister-in-law, and also sold the two properties of the eldest brother and took them all as her own!

Even so, my father did not interfere, and said in his heart: "Since I am my elder brother, let you order, anyway, it is said that it is to divide the family, whoever sells it is not for sale, and then it will be divided equally." ”

The actual result was very different from what my father had in mind.

Sometimes I have to sigh that the foresight of my aunts is something that my father could not catch up with in his entire life.

It is no exaggeration to say that overnight, that is, overnight, people go to empty buildings!

Except for the accident of the building on the ground, all the things that can be moved that can be moved by the naked eye are all "missing"! They were handled by the aunts so cleanly that there was not even a single hair left!

Oh no, there's still a "pot of hair" left!

After the aunts and grandmothers moved their families to the capital city of Seliangzhi, my father received a letter and a pot of bristles from my aunts, which said:

Second Brother:

By the time you receive this letter, we have already disposed of all our possessions and moved our family to settle in Shirt City.

Before leaving, there is a pot of bristles left at home that cannot be handled, so I ask someone to bring it to you, and I should be able to sell it for some money.

Stay at home and write to you.

Sister: Junli, Junfen

After reading the letter, my father was furious, and as soon as he got angry, he kicked the pot of bristles to the bottom, and the pot turned over several times before falling to the ground.

Gritted his teeth and said, "Lao Tzu will never have a sister like you in the future!"

I know that my father was not only so angry that they only gave him a pot of worthless bristles, but also because they disrespected his father, and they didn't take him seriously at all, otherwise not only did they not greet him in advance when they moved, but they also seemed to be afraid that he would know!

Was it the fear that their father would divide their property with them?

Maybe it's a possibility!

However, I still think that if a person has no ability and cannot fundamentally reflect his social value, even his closest relatives and friends look down on him!

What's the use of getting angry? Naturally, it won't help.

That's the reality.

may be because blood and family affection have always been inseparable.

I don't know when, my father has long forgotten the big words he used to make, regardless of his past suspicions, and reconciled with his sisters......

To be continued......