Chapter 67 Uncle, I Don’t Believe It
Sun Dachang had some objections, but when he met Mr. Qian's warning look, he couldn't say it, so the matter was settled.

Mr. Qian took out a box, took out the deed for the two hundred acres of land, and handed it to the village elder. "Everyone knows how much Emperor Taizu Gao values ​​education. It has been forty-seven years since the establishment of Sunjiazhuang Charity School in the twenty-eighth year of Hongwu. In these forty-seven years, Sunjiazhuang has produced two juren and twelve xiucai.

Now there are only five scholars in the village. If we don't let the children study hard now, won't Sunjiazhuang fall into decline when the five scholars are old and the successors are not available? "

The head of the village was refreshed, and he became serious. He said in a deep voice: "Mr. Qian is very far-sighted and has thought a lot about Sunjiazhuang."

Mr. Qian shook his head, "This is not what I think, but what my brother-in-law worries about. After all, the Sun family is a branch of the Sun family. When one prospers, all prosper. When one suffers, all suffer. My nephews are not good at studying and are short-sighted. They are far inferior to their father.

Unfortunately, my brother-in-law passed away early and suddenly, and there was no time to deal with many things. I had to worry about this for him and fulfill his last wish. "

At present, both wills are extremely beneficial to the Sun clan and Sunjiazhuang, and the village elders and the head of the village all expressed their approval and admiration.

Well, it’s no wonder that Mr. Sun likes Mr. Qian. Mr. Qian is indeed more caring than his son.

"The third item is to divide the property among you," Mr. Qian glanced at the five kneeling people, his face grim, "The Sun family is not an official, and we don't have official privileges. According to the Ming Dynasty Law, except for the title and official privileges that are inherited by the eldest son, the rest of the property is divided equally among the sons."

When the two and three Sun brothers heard this, they perked up and their eyes lit up. Even the youngest, Sun Wuyi, couldn't help but look up.

Sun Dachang's eyes instantly filled with bloodshot, and he shouted without thinking: "No!"

Mr. Qian asked him, "Why not?"

"This, this is different from the teachings of our ancestors," Sun Dachang said, "When my grandfather divided the family property, he gave my father 70% of the property, and my second and third uncles got the remaining 30%. Even before that, when my great-grandfather divided the family property, he gave my grandfather more. So the tradition of our Sun family is that the eldest son gets more. I should get at least 70%. Why should I share it equally with them?"

"Just based on what you said!" Master Qian pointed at his nose and cursed, "Do you think that your Sun family became powerful out of thin air? It started from your great-grandfather, who earned one basket after another, and accumulated for three generations to build up the family business we have now!
Aren't your second uncle and third uncle here? Ask them how much property they had before and how much they have now? How has your father taken care of them over the years?"

Master Qian: "Brothers should be friendly and respectful to their younger brothers. I've said this so many times! Your great-grandfather gave more to your grandfather, and your grandfather gave more to your father. This is because they knew that your grandfather and father had the responsibility of being the eldest brothers. They would take care of their younger brothers, be filial and support their parents, and make the family business bigger and stronger. What about you? What can you do?"

Master Qian pointed at Sun Dachang's face and spitted, "If you were more capable and open-minded, and let your father see that you can support the family business, he wouldn't want to divide it so much!"

Sun Dachang blushed and shouted, "My father didn't say he would only give me 20%. He wanted to give me 40%!"

Mr. Qian shouted: "Half of that 40% belongs to your mother!"

Sun Dachang stopped talking immediately.

Mr. Qian said with a sullen face, "That's exactly what I want to say. Your father and mother should also have a share. It will be divided into six parts in total. When she grows old, you can divide her share equally."

Sun Dachang: “There is no such division.”

Sun Er and Sun San also whispered, "I've never heard that mother also got a share of the family property."

Sun Si and Sun Wu didn't speak.

Not to mention Master Qian, the head of the village and the elders couldn't help but shake their heads when they saw it. They finally understood why Master Qian divided the family property before his coffin and wanted to give a share to Old Lady Sun.

Old Lady Sun saw that her brother was so angry that his face was almost purple. She was afraid that he would get hurt, so she hurriedly said, "I'll talk to the eldest brother about my share..."

Master Qian: "Sister, don't talk."

Old Mrs. Sun just shut up and continued sitting there.

Master Qian said, "I am not discussing this with you. Your father... How dare I let your mother live with you as a white body? I am saying this. If you don't give your mother and father a share, I will take her back after the funeral. From now on, I will not need you anymore. I will let Dahong take care of her until the end of her life!"

Sun Dachang shuddered, kowtowed quickly, and cried, "Uncle, you are asking the world to poke my spine. I am still alive, and all five of us brothers are alive. How can I let my cousin take care of Mom until she dies?"

Mr. Qian sneered.

The other three brothers Sun Er also kowtowed and cried, refusing to agree.

Sun Dachang wiped his tears, turned around and knelt before Old Lady Sun, "Mom, please say something, do you really want to follow your uncle?"

Old Lady Sun looked at her eldest son with resentment and hatred. When she saw him approaching, she slapped his face, cursing, "Rebellious son!"

The village elders were shocked, and Sun Laoer even screamed, "Sister-in-law!"

You know, his sister-in-law is a very gentle person. He has never seen her lose her temper in his life.

Old Madam Sun's lips trembled. She didn't dare to tell them that they were so mad at her. She could only say, "How dare you disobey your uncle? Your uncle is so good to you. You, you must listen to your uncle."

The words were spoken softly, and it sounded like a cover-up. The head of the village and the elders were even more suspicious. Could it be that there was really something unusual about Mr. Sun's death?

But Master Sun jumped down from the coffin, walked to his old wife with tears in his eyes, and said affectionately: "Yuan Niang, I was wrong, and I blame you. You thought you watched me being mad at my father-in-law and allowed them to use the talisman to suppress me. Beat them well, scold them well, just beat and scold, don't worry about their bad reputation, they don't care themselves, why do you worry about them?" Old Mrs. Sun had no idea that her dead husband was nagging in her ear. After beating and scolding them, she felt regretful and afraid, and couldn't help but look at her brother.

Mr. Qian heard it, but he was too lazy to pay attention to Mr. Sun and continued to interrogate Sun Dachang and others, "Just tell me, do you agree to give your mother a share?"

Sun Dachang covered his face and cried, then turned around to ask his second and third uncles for help.

When it comes to the distribution of his family's property, besides his uncle Mr. Qian, Second Uncle Sun and Third Uncle Sun also have a certain say.

Unexpectedly, after hearing what Sun Dachang said, Second Uncle and Third Uncle said with a sullen face: "Your uncle is right, your mother should also take a share, and we will give her her share when she is old."

"Mom is so old now. She can't work in the fields or weave. Why should we bother to manage the land and shops after we divide them?" Sun Dachang said, "I will be filial to mom. If you need anything, just tell me. We still have brothers and we will find them for mom. She doesn't have to worry about it."

Uncle Sun said, "There are tenant farmers in the fields, and farmhands in the weaving industry. Your mother also has a dowry. She has been managing it for so many years, and there is no problem at all. Just manage the share that is allocated to her in the same way as now and in the future."

He paused and said, "I know you are filial, but I think it's not good for the eldest sister-in-law to always trouble her children. She should add to what she has first."

Uncle Sun also nodded, "Yes, your mother is just trying to get a share of the property and you are all resisting. Who knows if you will be truly filial or just pretending to be filial?"

Sun Wuyi kowtowed and said, "Uncle, Second Uncle, Third Uncle, I agree to give my mother a share of the family property."

Sun Dachang looked back at him with a threatening look, "Xiao Wu!"

Sun Wuyi lowered his head and whispered, "This is also what Dad meant."

"You're talking nonsense. When did Dad ever say he would give Mom a share? Mom's share was originally mine. I got 40%!"

Mr. Qian: "So you want to divide it according to the way your father divided it when he was alive?"

Sun Er immediately said, "Brother, don't you disagree with this division?"

Sun San: "I don't agree either. According to the law, our family property should be divided equally. Why should my eldest brother take only 40%?"

Sun Dachang wanted to change his words and say that he wanted a 70% share, but after looking around the mourning hall and taking a look at his uncle's face, he knelt down obediently and said nothing.

Master Qian waited for them to finish expressing their opinions before speaking, "After talking for such a long time, Sun Er, Sun San, and Sun Si, the three of you are finally willing to speak."

The three of them felt a little nervous for a moment.

Master Qian pulled two more yellow talisman papers off the line and asked them, "Do you know what this thing is?"

Except for Sun Wu who was a little confused, everyone else's expression changed slightly.

Mr. Qian snorted and said, "Your father is right here. My new division is based on your father's ideas."

Sun Dachang and his companions remained silent.

Master Qian: "Don't believe it? Then I'll let him tell you in person."

He turned his head to look at Pan Yun, and said with a bow, "Little Immortal, please cast a spell and let them see my brother-in-law to prove that what I said is true."

Pan Yun looked at him silently for a while, and was about to draw the talisman when Master Qian suddenly said, "And the head of the village and the elders, they are witnesses, and they also need to see my brother-in-law."

Pan Yun: …

She glanced around and simply stopped drawing the talisman. Instead, she took out a handful of copper coins and said, "Okay, okay."

What kind of talisman is this? There are so many people here. Are they trying to drain all her spiritual power?
It would be better to just set up a large formation to make the undead appear.

Pan Yun ran around the mourning hall with a handful of copper coins.

Sun Dachang looked at his uncle with an indescribable look, thinking that his uncle might have been mad at the five brothers and actually came up with such a crooked trick.

How can there be ghosts in this world?

This is what Sun Dachang thought and said.

Seeing that he was shaking so much that he could hardly kneel down, Master Qian said, "If you don't believe that there are ghosts in this world, why are you shaking? If you think your father's ghost is gone, why are you sticking this yellow talisman? You have nothing better to do!"

Sun Dachang was shaking so much that he could hardly kneel down, but he still said stubbornly, "Uncle, I don't talk about strange things."

　The lucky number for this chapter is the number ending in 1, as shown in the screenshot
　　
　
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