"This ......" Yang Zhiyong was reluctant in every way.

But the yamen is not at all something that ordinary ordinary people dare to enter.

Listening to the word yamen, it can make people tremble.

Yang Zhiyong was entangled, secretly regretting, it's okay, what kind of pig did he rob! I can't get off the stage now.

At this time, Gao Li was dragging Yang Zhiyong and whispering.

The more Yang Zhiyong's face became ugly, and his face gradually turned pale, until there was no trace of blood in the end.

Song Qingyuan looked at it coldly, Yang Zhiyong was frightened by Gao Lizheng, and he was afraid that he would have to compromise for a while.

Sure enough, Yang Zhiyong nodded with difficulty.

Gao Li sat back, "The Yang family's eight acres of land are all medium fields, and you will only have four acres per person." ”

"The Yang family's house ......" Gao Li was looking at the two sides.

"The house where his parents used to live belongs to him." Yang Zhiyong said with an ugly face.

"I don't live with them......" the pillar interjected.

"Then it's better to ...... like this," Song Qingyuan suggested, "The Yang family's mansion is owned by Second Uncle Yang." ”

"Second Uncle Yang paid for the purchase of the land in the old ancestral hall and returned it to the pillar."

"What do you two think?" Song Qingyuan asked.

"Okay! Anyway, I'm used to living in the ancestral hall! The pillar readily agreed.

Yang Zhiyong also nodded, it is better to spend a few dollars than to live with outsiders.

The old ancestral hall was so damaged that it wasn't worth a few dollars.

Both parties agreed, and Gao Li was moving on to the next step, "the things at home, pots and pans, and farm tools......"

The pillar shook his head, "I will have one set of farm tools, two kitchen knives, and I don't want the rest." ”

With farm tools, you can do farm work, and with kitchen knives, you can cut meat, so you don't have to go to the village to borrow it every time.

Yang Zhiyong nodded in agreement.

"The Yang family has no livestock, no poultry, so there is no need to divide it." Song Lizheng said and lifted the pen, "Since this is the case, our family is finished." ”

"If there is no disagreement between the two parties, I will write the separation paperwork......

"I have an opinion!" Song Qingyuan's voice interjected again.

"For so many years, the pillar has been driven out of the house, and the production in the field has not cost the pillar a penny......"

Gao Lizheng frowned and whispered, "Miss Song, accept it when you see it, don't drive people to a dead end." ”

When the time comes, no one will be pleased.

Song Qingyuan smiled, she understood what Gao Lizheng meant, so she continued, "I will be the master of the pillar, and the previous production will not be recovered, and it will all be the medical fees, medicine fees and compensation of Aunt Yang." ”

In the end, Lang Zhong still collected the consultation fee and medicine fee from Yang Zhiyong.

signed the separation paperwork, and the family is officially divided.

............

On the way back, looking at the separation documents in his hand, the pillar cried with joy.

After so many years, he can still get a share of the family property, which he can't even think of.

He had a field, and the house in the old ancestral hall belonged to him completely.

"Yuan'er ......" Zhu Zi looked at Song Qingyuan gratefully, all of this was given to him by this little girl who had just reached his shoulder.

The pillar choked with tears, he finally didn't have to worry about survival, he finally didn't have to grab food from the dogs.

He can also raise his head.

He can also live as a human being.

"Yuan'er, thank you!" A tear slipped from the corner of his eye, and the pillar took Song Qingyuan in his arms.

"Thank you!"

"Thank you so much!" The pillar said one after another.

He hadn't read a book, and he didn't know how to express his gratitude in flowery words.

All that's left is a thank you.

The pillar clenched his fists tightly and swore silently, Song Qingyuan, as long as you use me in the future, in a word, I will break through the sword mountain and the sea of fire for you.

"That's it! Don't grind! Crying and crying, how can you still look like a gentleman! Jiro pulled the pillar open.

Wrapping his arms around the pillar's shoulders, he laughed and said, "It's a good day, we need to celebrate." ”

"Yes, we have to celebrate, celebrate!"

"We pillar brothers, we will also have houses and lands in the future." Meng Daniu smiled innocently.

Song Qingyuan also smiled happily, the first time she saw the pillar, she was robbed by the pillar, and her impression of the pillar was extremely bad.

Later, Zhuzi became Erlang's buddy, and in the slow contact, she learned about Zhuzi's past, and gradually felt sorry for this child who was struggling to survive.

Now, she is really happy for the pillar.

So he said, "I have to celebrate, I'll cook for you!" ”

A group of people cheered back to the pillar's quarters.

Put the little piglets back into the pigsty and feed them, and Erlang took Meng Da Niu, Meng Er Niu, and Plug to the town to buy wine, fish, noodles, eggs, vegetables, and so on.

There are also some seasonings such as salt, sugar, and soy sauce that Song Qingyuan requested.

Song Qingyuan took the remaining few people to cook.

Wang Xiaohu added firewood to make a fire and steamed the dried intestines at home.

Wang Xiaobao is responsible for cutting the meat, cutting the meat used to make dry sausages at home into slices or broken pieces for later use.

Song Qingyuan took Zhuzi and Xu Bin to the backyard to pick potatoes and cabbage, which were the only two dishes in Zhuzi's house.

Cut the potatoes into pieces, and when Erlang's seasoning was bought, Song Qingyuan made a braised pork stew with potatoes.

Then come a dish of vinegared cabbage, pot tower pepper, fried shredded eggplant, sweet and sour fish, ground three fresh, bean stew, leek eggs.

Eight dishes, plus freshly steamed white flour steamed buns, were served.

Meng Da Niu sandwiched a chopstick braised pork, ate it with a mouthful of oil, and said with praise, "Sister Yuan'er, this dish is well done, and it has caught up with the level of the chef of Chunfeng Building." ”

"High! That's high! Meng Daniu gave a thumbs up.

Song Qingyuan snickered, willing to use materials, the dishes are naturally delicious, and the oil she used for this meal is enough for ordinary people to use it for a while.

"This cabbage is also delicious, it is so sour!" "It's the first time I've eaten such delicious cabbage." ”

Because of vinegar, Song Qingyuan silently replied in his heart.

"Yuan'er, when did you learn to cook, why don't I know?" Erlang looked at Song Qingyuan curiously.

"You don't know much......" Song Qingyuan raised his head.

"Cut! Pretend to be mysterious! Erlang pursed his lips and raised the bowl, "Come, brothers, drink one, I wish the pillar a great victory today and a successful separation." ”

"!" A few people raised the bowl and touched it, and a few sips of a bowl of wine went down.

"Sister Yuan'er, do you want to try it?" Wang Xiaohu pointed to the wine jar.

Song Qingyuan hurriedly shook his head, "I'm still young, I don't drink!" ”

In modern times, she rarely even drinks beer, and she doesn't even drink a sip of liquor.

"Then you drink water, we drink, toast you!" Xu Bin picked up the bowl, "I came to thank Yuan'er for making dry sausages and giving our brothers the opportunity to make money." ”

"Second, thank Yuan'er for coming out for the pillar today and helping the pillar to break up."

"Brothers, respect Song Qingyuan!" Xu Bin shouted, and the rest of the people stood up, "Respect Song Qingyuan." ”

"Thank you!" Song Qingyuan also picked up the water, "I also respect everyone, and I wish everyone here a fortune and get ahead." ”

"!"

After the third round, full of wine and food, Song Qingyuan, Erlang and others rushed home overnight.

At the entrance of Songjia Village, several figures were pacing back and forth, looking anxiously.