Chapter 313 The Spark of the Gong Family's Division

Chapter 315 The Spark for the Gong Family's Division

Gong Wentao also agreed with his father's words. However, to buy seafood or dried goods for the village, they needed a vehicle. They couldn't possibly fetch it with a bullock cart, as it wouldn't carry much.

"If you want to buy in bulk, you'll need the village to issue a certificate, a large-scale purchase permit, otherwise they won't sell to us. You'll also need a vehicle, preferably a truck."

The village chief fell silent. Some villagers did go to buy seafood from across the mountains, but they always did so secretly and in small quantities. If they were to buy in large quantities, they would have to discuss it with the villagers, as purchasing things always cost money.

"Little brother-in-law, why don't you find a way to buy some seafood so the children at home can eat it regularly? It would increase their nutrition, look how thin they are."

Gong Wentao's second sister-in-law, Zhang Yuan, spoke up, but Gong Wentao didn't even spare her a glance.

"Dad, you should think carefully before deciding on these matters. I have other things to do, so I'll be leaving now."

Seeing her brother-in-law give her such a cold shoulder, Zhang Yuan immediately started wailing at her husband.

"Look at your brother! I'm his second sister-in-law, what's wrong with me asking him to bring some seafood for the children? He's truly not acting like an uncle, so stingy."

The sound of a bowl smashing to the floor made Zhang Yuan choke on her words. Seeing the broken bowl next to her mother-in-law, she fearfully hid behind her husband.

However, her husband, Gong Wenliang, didn't give her any chance to retreat. He pushed her aside and sat down with a look of disdain.

"Mom, don't let this fool upset you..."

"Shut up!"

Wang Fengling looked at her younger son, whose figure had already disappeared, with a pang in her heart. Her younger son had already had a difficult life, and now that he was home, he had to be bullied by these people with rotten hearts. She absolutely could not tolerate this kind of insult.

Wang Fengling looked at her second son with icy eyes, not even glancing at her second daughter-in-law.

"Gong Wenliang, I want to hear your thoughts on your wife's actions just now."

Gong Wenliang was truly afraid of his mother when she was like this, as it was usually his father who yelled.

"Mom, Zhang Yuan was wrong. I will definitely discipline her later and make her apologize to my younger brother."

"Heh, it's always like this. Every time you casually say you'll discipline her later, but what's the result of your discipline? She dares to openly bully your poor younger brother while we are still alive.

Gong Wenliang, Gong Wenxing, don't forget who allowed you to marry your wives, to afford dowries, to have children one by one without much effort, and to support them in such difficult times!

You all live off my youngest son's flesh and blood. Your older brothers can't help their younger brother, yet you stand by and watch him suffer injustice. This is why he has been unwilling to return for so many years."

Gong Wenxing and Gong Wenliang lowered their heads. They understood everything clearly, but they had grown accustomed to it. They were used to their younger brother's sacrifices, used to the shrewish behavior of the women in the family, and felt that life had always been this way.

"Mom, I was wrong. From now on, I will educate Zhang Yuan properly. If she acts like this again, I will divorce her directly."

"What! Gong Wenliang, you scoundrel! I gave birth to two sons for you, and you want to divorce me because of your brother..."

This time, Gong Wenliang didn't let Zhang Yuan finish. He slapped her across the face.

"Shut up! What's wrong with giving birth? Who doesn't have children after getting married? But don't forget that you have food, drink, and clothes because of who! You've truly forgotten the feeling of eating leaves at your mother's house. Do you really think you're made of gold? To put it bluntly, my entire family is giving you face, otherwise, you are nothing."

The village chief patted his wife's shoulder. They were old, but they didn't want to die of anger, because they still had their youngest son to worry about. At least he deserved to have a home of his own.

"Don't be angry. Let's divide the family. From now on, we'll just live with Wentao."

Indeed, his youngest son gave them great confidence. The stacks of money were enough for them to squander as they pleased, not to mention that their youngest son was the most filial.

"Yes, we must divide the family! We must kick them all out. Anyway, the grandchildren are all grown up. Whether they can live well in the future depends on their parents. We'll just live with Wentao."

Gong Wenxing and Fan Wenli, who had been silent, felt wronged. As the eldest child in the family, they had always been good to their parents and siblings.

Why was this matter now involving them? If the family divided, their lives would not be so easy in the future.

"Mom, we will definitely pay more attention to our little brother from now on. We've lived together for so many years. Don't have these thoughts because of some ungrateful people. It's so good for a family to be together."

This time, Fan Wenli retaliated. As the eldest sister-in-law, she rarely quarreled or argued with her younger siblings. But this time, it involved her own home and her children, and she absolutely could not tolerate it.

Zhang Yuan was truly stunned. How did it come to dividing the family? Her two sons were still young. If the family divided, how would she raise them? The work points alone were not enough for food and drink.

Zhang Yuan directly knelt before her mother-in-law, truly crying. If the family divided today, her husband would definitely beat her to death.

"Mom, please give me another chance. I promise I won't be petty again, I won't be greedy, and I will treat my little brother well."

Gong Wenxing and Gong Wenliang remained silent. Especially Gong Wenxing. Although he felt a bit wronged by his second sister-in-law's involvement, he could accept dividing the family. He was about to become a grandfather, and it was indeed time for him to establish his own family.

"Get lost! I will never forgive you. After the family is divided, you must not deduct any part of the filial piety you owe. But you, Zhang Yuan, will never, ever be allowed to enter the old house again. Seeing you makes me sick."

These were the harshest words Wang Fengling had ever spoken. But every time she thought of her youngest son's lonely back, it felt like her heart was being gouged out. Whoever bullied her youngest son was her enemy, an eternal enemy.

"Wenxing, go and call the village head and the village secretary. We will divide the family today. Wenliang, go call your younger brother. He should be at the Ye family's."

After the village chief finished speaking, he helped his wife back into the house. They needed to first discuss how to divide the family.

As soon as Wang Fengling entered the house, she brought out the money chest from the cabinet. Inside was an account book. She had meticulously recorded every cent her youngest son had spent on the family over the years.

"Old man, look. Over the years, a total of one thousand and fifty yuan has been spent from Wentao's money. Among them, Wenxing and Wenliang spent nine hundred and thirty yuan and four mao. The rest was spent when we were sick."

The village chief took the account book and looked at it. He had a rough idea of these expenses. It could be said that in these difficult years, the money he and his wife earned was only enough for the two of them to eat and drink. Without their youngest son, their family would have been gone long ago.

"Make this account book public. We will not give them a single cent from the family's assets. They should have their own private savings. We can no longer spend Wentao's hard-earned money on them."

"Okay, then I'll hide all the family's money. We'll divide the grain according to the number of people, okay? We can't ignore their food and drink. From now on, whether they earn a lot or a little will depend on themselves."

"Fine, let's divide it this way. We'll see what Wentao thinks later."