At noon, Zheng Du hurriedly moved to the old house.

Fortunately, although no one lives in this old courtyard all year round, Zheng Yu will clean it up every once in a while.

Otherwise, Zheng Du really wouldn't be able to move in directly.

The yard of the old house is very large, with half an acre of land. In the early years, many jujube trees and elm trees were planted.

It’s just that no one has taken care of them all year round, and these trees look almost like wild trees.

The branches are not very strong, and the flowers, fruits, etc. are also sparse.

"These trees were planted by your grandfather back then. They said they were edible and could be used as lumber."

Mrs. Wang pursed her lips and looked unhappy.

She would not be happy if her youngest son was separated.

However, the younger son insisted on leaving on his own and said a lot of nice things, which made Mrs. Wang dizzy.

By the time she came to her senses, her youngest son had already run away to the old house with his bedding in his arms.

Mrs. Wang was angry and anxious. She wanted to stop her, but her younger son wouldn't let go.

As parents, if you truly love someone, you will never be able to defeat your children.

This is especially true for Mrs. Wang.

She no longer simply loves her youngest son, but regards him as her lifeblood.

Therefore, the younger son was determined to leave, and he acted mysteriously like "Separating the family would be good for me." Even though Mrs. Wang instinctively didn't believe it, she could no longer stop her.

If you can't stop me, just help me.

Mrs. Wang was worried about her pampered little son. Thinking of the ruins of the old house, she quickly grabbed a broom, feather duster, dustpan and other items and chased Zheng Du to the old house.

After entering the door and seeing the trees in the yard, Mrs. Wang was dissatisfied and sighed, so she said casually.

"Oh, I remember that the table at home is made of old elm wood."

Zheng Du casually looked at the elm trees in the yard. The Zheng family was a carpenter passed down from generation to generation.

From what he saw and heard, the original owner knew at least some common sense even though he didn't know how to be a carpenter.

After walking around an elm tree that looked a bit old, Zheng Du said, "This one is pretty good. When the time comes, if brother comes in handy, let him chop it all down!"

"Bah! Don't give it to him! All the seven large tile-roofed houses in the house belong to him. Poor my baby, he only gets this shabby yellow mud yard!"

It's not that Mrs. Wang doesn't care about her eldest son, but she feels more sorry for her younger son.

The eldest son must provide for himself in old age and receive most of the family property. This is their rural rule.

But the younger son is too pitiful.

Even if we can't divide the seven large tile-roofed houses equally, we can at least give the younger son two rooms.

As a result, the newly built big tile-roofed house was not suitable for the younger son, and he had to end up with a dilapidated old yard!

Mrs. Wang felt angry just thinking about it.

She blamed all this on her eldest son.

This biased old lady has completely forgotten a few facts——

First, it was Zheng Du’s strong request to separate the family, and it was also Zheng Du’s wish to move out and live in the old house;

Second, even the big tile-roofed house at home was built with the money earned by Zheng Yu’s family and money sent back by Zheng Qiao and Zheng Geng.

Even Zheng Qiao and Zheng Geng are eligible for house allocation, but Zheng Du is not.

Third, when Zheng Du split up his family, he didn't get anything out of it. Not to mention anything else, just the three hundred yuan made people in the village hotly debated.

However, Mrs. Wang didn't care, she just felt that her most precious son had been wronged and suffered a big loss!

Now that she heard that her youngest son was going to "give" part of his share of the family property to Zheng Yu, Mrs. Wang subconsciously objected.

"These trees will not be given to him even if they are chopped down for firewood!"

Mrs. Wang said angrily.

Zheng Du:……

Alas, forget it, no matter how dumb or dumb she is, this old lady still loves me sincerely.

Moreover, Zheng Du's cleansing also requires the "cooperation" of his own mother, Mrs. Wang.

"Okay! Okay! I listen to my mother, I won't give these trees to my eldest brother!"

Zheng Du chimed in a few words casually, and then began to tidy up a few thatched huts.

The earthen wall of the yellow mud embryo is somewhat damaged, revealing the straw wrapped in the yellow mud.

The middle hall is pretty good, but there is a hole in the roof of the west bedroom.

It rained a few days ago, and the house was soaked, and half of the earthen kang collapsed.

"Ouch! Look! Look! How can people still live here?"

Seeing the dilapidated state of the house, Mrs. Wang felt distressed again.

"It's okay, while it's still early, I'll find someone to get a reed felt and patch up the hole!"

Zheng Du didn't care.

He is a copywriter and has traveled through several worlds.

To put it bluntly, he has lived in this kind of dilapidated house, even in the wilderness and in dilapidated temples.

It's just a transition now.

Moreover, the worse it is now, the more shocking it will be after he "counterattacks".

"Looking for someone? Who else are you looking for? I'll get it for you!"

As soon as Zheng Du finished speaking, he heard an extremely familiar voice.

Zheng Du's scalp was numb and cold sweat broke out on his back.

Damn it!

Isn’t it a ghost?

Isn't this man still lying down? Why did he suddenly appear in such a dilapidated old house?

Zheng Du vaguely heard the classic BGM of Liaozhai.

However, Mrs. Wang beside him had no such fear at all.

She turned her head and looked behind her, and when she saw that the person coming was her cheap eldest son, she said angrily: "Huh! You still have some conscience!"

He Tiantian: ...This old lady is really biased.

Didn't she see her eldest son still looking pale and shaky?

Also, doesn’t the old lady want to ask if her son’s body can bear it when he suddenly wakes up?!

He Tiantian is not the original owner, so she is not angry or sad because of her mother's partiality.

On the contrary, the brothers Zheng Qi and Zheng Shu, who were supporting her, couldn't help but look sad and angry when they saw grandma like this.

The villagers who followed He Tiantian and watched the excitement could not help but secretly shake their heads.

Alas, this Mrs. Wang, I really don’t know what to say about her!

Such partiality can easily lead to estrangement between brothers.

That is to say, Carpenter Zheng was honest and kind, so he did not have any quarrel with his brother, but took good care of him.

No, I just woke up and heard that my younger brother was making trouble to separate the family and moved out on his own.

Carpenter Zheng couldn't lie down any longer. He gritted his teeth and stood up with force.

My legs were shaking, but I still had to run out!

This is such a caring brother, what a responsible and good brother!

"Brother! Why are you up? You, you -"

Zheng Du was no longer too lazy to care about this cheap and cheap mother-in-law.

He rushed in front of He Tiantian and reached out to help him.

"I'm fine! I'm just dizzy! But it doesn't matter!"

He Tiantian deliberately showed a stiff smile.

She looked at the dilapidated yard, then at Zheng Du, and tried to save her again: "Xiao Si'er, this place is really too dilapidated and there is no way for anyone to live there!"

"Otherwise, you'd better go home!"

"...I heard what Zheng Qi said. He said that you want to be independent and push yourself. If we don't separate, you still want to rely on me!"

"I, I am your eldest brother, and I can't stop you from 'progressing'. But, no matter what, I am your eldest brother."

"If daddy is gone, I will take good care of you! Even if you wait until you get married, you will move out!"
To be continued...