The ancestral hall was silent. Although Cao Yin had thought before that there might be something wrong with Zhao Jia, he never thought that she would talk about the snack shop.

The shops in Daoxiang Village are neither in the public account nor in the space of separation. Now, the industries that are not public schools are proposed, but seem to be hidden in the long house.

After Zhao Jia finished speaking, she pursed her temples and looked at the reactions of Cao Yin and Cao Yong and his son with her eyes.

Cao Yin's expression was a little stiff, Cao Yong frowned slightly, and then stretched out again.

Not to mention the reactions of the Cao family, Fu Nai and Murtai felt something was wrong after hearing Zhao Jia's words.

The business in Daoxiang Village is good, and the brand is now very popular, but who doesn’t know that it is the deal of the eldest daughter-in-law of the Prince Chun’s Mansion.

The family is divided into the property of the ancestors and the public. The niece’s dowry and private property of this niece-in-law are not at the public.

Fu Nai was amused and crying. He was still looking at the orphan and widows in his in-laws, thinking of helping him to give more money. This... Now it seems that he doesn't need to worry about it. Being this good person, the in-laws is easy to plot against.

Murtai sighed in his heart. It seemed that he had just gone to the East Mansion to talk in vain. The girl had no eyesight. Even if she was thinking about money, she should know that those can be raised and those cannot be raised.

Besides, Cao Yin’s division method is already very appropriate and he does not treat the second wife unfairly.

But after all, it was the Cao family's division, and he and Fu Nai were just witnesses, so it was hard to rashly interfere and say anything.

Cao Yin glanced at his son and sighed in his heart when he saw his calm and gentle appearance.

Although my son is not very close to this aunt, he is usually considered to be respectful and has nothing to say when his cousins ​​say so. Zhao Jia is planning this way, so he is afraid that he will annoy him.

When I get older, I will be able to take care of my second nephews in the future, and my son will depend on my son.

Cao Yin was unwilling to cause the two families to be in a state of separation, so he coughed and said bluntly: "Second brother and sister, the dim sum shop is the private property of your nephew's wife and is not in the public account book."

When Zhao Jia saw Cao Yin pondering for a long time, she seemed to be looking at Cao Yong's face and thought she understood it.

She smiled and said to Cao Yong: "Brother Yong, although the three shops in the back were arranged by our second housekeeper, if they were placed in the name of my nephew's wife, my aunt would have nothing to say. However, the crop harvests in recent years have not been good, and the land for the farm has been reduced by less than the rest of the land last year. Last year, the rent was reduced by a few% due to a severe drought. If there was a shop and there was some living money in your hand, wouldn't it be cheap? Otherwise, if it would be better to catch up with the year, the family would have to drink the northwest wind, or so. If there was no distinction between the Zhuchang, I wouldn't it be fine if I didn't want to divide the Zhuchang. Brother Yong helped me build two shops. It would be really not possible. It would be better to give me two ready-made ones in my hand. I would also lend me some of the snack shops and put them together, wouldn't it be just right?"

After saying this, Zhaojia seems to have made a lot of concessions, but how could Cao Yong agree? Zhaojia is afraid that Zhuangzi will be affected by drought and flood, so he wants two shops, which is nothing. According to the price of Zhuchang, I will buy two places in the prosperous area of ​​the city.

I just looked at what she meant. It was not that I expected the shop to collect rent, but that I was also concerned about the snack business.

Not to mention anything else, if the transaction is not properly watched by people, if a bag of arsenic is gone, the lawsuit will be fought. How can it be so easy?

Just looking at Zhao Jia's excited appearance, I looked at the dessert shop for a day or two. I couldn't understand it even if I said one sentence or two.

Cao Yong was thinking about what to say. It would make Zhao Jia extinguish this idea, but Cao Song stood up and said, "Uncle, my nephew remembered clearly that there were two shops in Gongzhong in Jiangning, who collected rent from the second house. The next year before, my mother sold these two shops, and the silver they received was not included in Gongzhong's account. These two places were estimated to be able to reach the half of the Zhuchang, so my uncle didn't have to divide them."

"You..." Zhao Jia's face turned blue and white when she saw her son's pot, and she stared at him and couldn't speak.

Cao Yin has never been concerned about family affairs, and this is the first time he has heard of this. He glanced at his son and saw that his son was also ignorant, so he turned his head and looked at Li.

Seeing Li nodding, he knew it in his heart and looked at Zhao Jia and said, "Sister-in-law, since that's the case, what if I don't know what to do with this part?"

For a moment, everyone's eyes fell on Zhao Jia.

Zhao Jia felt sour water all over her mouth. Sitting there, her hands and feet were shaking.

She calmed her mind hard, and a little sadness appeared on her face. She looked at Cao Yin and said, "Which uncle wants to give us two houses and one farm?"

Cao Yin originally planned to ask Cao Yong to buy another farm for the second house, but Zhao Jia transferred to the shop and said that it was a different story.

Seeing Zhao Jia's expression like this, Cao Yin felt soft when he looked at Cao Song's nephews sitting, and said, "The second house has a large population and a large expense. It is always good to have more industries. The two houses in the south should all be included in the second house. Whether it is a brother or a sister who sends someone to sell or collects rent, they are free."

Although Zhao Jia had some shortcomings, she could only nod her head when she said this.

If we break it down, we will talk about the previous land and things. After all, when we went north from Jiangning the next year, the second house also occupied a lot of things.

She felt unwilling to accept that it was just Suzhou snacks? Could it be that the second house could not afford a shop without a person with a long house?

Zhao Jia was so angry that she had to open a shop for nothing but to make an effort to make an excuse. The name was "Dao Xiangchun".

People in Beijing eat buns, but there is no big house to open a shop, so the second house retreats to the end.

What is disappointing is that she did not want to send the Qianmen shop to Prince Jian’s mansion. She had already asked someone to inquire about the serious shop, which was even more regular than the "Daoxiangcun" shop in Qianmen, and she had also sold buns in the past.

I don’t know if it’s a problem with the shop, but if I can use the shop to get in touch with the Prince Jian’s mansion, it wouldn’t be cheap. The concubine in the mansion is Jinghui’s aunt. Speaking of which, the two families are still serious in-laws.

Even a woman like Zhaojia also knows the name of Prince Jian Yaer Jiang A. Not only is it the Iron Hat Prince, but it is also the sect's mansion, the land and sect order, which is specifically in charge of the prince Beile. What kind of decent it is.

Not to mention that Zhao Jia was so slim, Cao Yin nodded when he saw her and made two lots as he said before, and asked Cao Yong and Cao Song to draw lots.

Each lot represents an account book, divided into antique calligraphy and paintings.

Cao Song looked at the two lots, grabbed his head, and said with a smile: "Brother, come first."

Cao Yong patted his shoulder, raised his chin, and said, "Stop talking nonsense, get it!"

Cao Song then reached out and took the lot of paper close to him and handed it to Cao Yin with both hands.

Cao Yin opened it and wrote the word "A". He picked up the corresponding account book and handed it to Cao Song, saying, "I'll open the warehouse later. Please pick up the things according to the booklet."

Cao Song said, "Yes, uncle." As he said that, he took the account book with both hands and returned.

There were already pens, ink, paper and inkstones next to him, and Cao Yin orally explained the reason for the separation of the family. Cao Yong wrote on his behalf and wrote a contract for the separation of the family in duplicate.

After writing about the reason for the separation, Cao Yong later noted several properties and the real estate property.

Everyone held their breath and concentrated, and only Cao Yong's voice was heard in the room.

Zhao Jia looked at Cao Yong and bowed his head to write, remembering something. In her early years, she heard her husband nagging several times, saying that it was a loss of public relations and a loss of public relations.

Not to mention anything else, the situation of taking over. Zhao Jia also saw it when she was in Jiangning.

That show is made of silver.

The ground is full of lively and prosperous, with flowers clustered together. Not to mention anything else, the garden used for the arrangement of the car is planted with flowers and trees. I heard that some flowers and trees cost more than tens of taels of gold.

The Cao family's land is limited. Although I haven't talked about the deficit in recent years, if I get old accounts that day, it's enough to be a pot of people.

Thinking of this, Zhao Jia squeezed out a little smile and said to Cao Yin: "Uncle, although all the wealth in the account is divided, it is not necessary to add a sum. Since this is a family division, there will be any foreign debt in the account in the future and it will not be related to the second house. Otherwise, it would be boring to get up in the future."

There was no foreign debt in the public account, and the deficits in the Ministry of Revenue were paid off in the previous two years.

Therefore, Cao Yin did not think of debt.

However, since Zhao Jia mentioned it, Cao Yin nodded and signaled Cao Yong to add it.

After a while, the two family contracts were written, and the eldest son Cao Yin made a seal. As the eldest son, Cao Song was the future parents, and signed and sealed.

Then, Cao Yong sent the two contracts to Fu Nai and Murtai.

The two of them wrote their own names behind the middle-aged man, and the contract was completed.

Tomorrow, I will take this contract and report to the Zhengbai Banner General. If the second house is separated, it will be a "different household" and there will be changes and registrations on the Eight Banners.

After the separation, Zhao Jia still had no place to spread the fire, so she stood up and left everyone and took her son back first.

Cao Yin sat on the chair and looked at the backs of his nephews, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Although the division was fair and the two houses were both ordinary, it was not a good thing to split up. Fu Nai and Murtai politely declined Cao Yin's proposal to keep drinking and left and went back.

Cao Yin and his son sent the two out of the mansion, and then returned to the mansion after they rode a horse.

Although the night wind gradually stopped, the snow was no longer small. The snowflakes fell on people's faces, making them cool.

Cao Yin did not go back to the inner house directly, but took his son to the study.

The father and son were speechless. After a while, they heard Cao Yin say, "Female and flesh are connected. Even if they are separated, their brothers are still my nephews and your younger brothers."

Cao Yong felt quite unbearable when he saw his father's face showing a decadent look.

Cao Yin would not doubt his son in this regard, and he could believe that his son would do his best.

He sighed, turned around and said, "Didn't you talk about the local affairs in Qianmen Daoxiang Village a few days ago? After getting news in the past two days, the local manager of Prince Jian's mansion died suddenly. Although the case has been filed in Shuntian Mansion, there are no clues, and it is hard to say who did it now."

This person was obviously silenced, which is not uncommon. If he keeps a living mouth, it would be considered uncommon.

Cao Yong thought about it and looked up and asked, "Father, my son has made grudges several times before. Who do you think he wants to kill his son?"

Cao Yin shook his head and said, "This is not good, let's wait and see, since the other party wants to touch you, he will always show his strength..."

Unlike Cao Yin and his son’s feelings, Zhao Jia’s mood is much more complicated.

She hugged the Fucai Booklet tightly in her hand, raised her neck, and walked quickly to the front, with a hint of excitement.

Cao Song and his brothers seemed much listless.

Cao Song's face lost his joy and a little confused. Although he had said it with confidence before, he was a little confused after all the family.

After entering the East Mansion, Cao Song did not follow Zhao Jia back to the inner courtyard, but stayed in the front courtyard with several younger brothers.

He hesitated for a moment, looked up and said to his younger brothers, "After the separation of the family, we can't count on our uncle and brother in everything in the future. We should be good at it."

Cao Shuo and Cao Xiang responded with their hands. Cao Feng raised their heads to look at their brother, but could no longer help it. His eyes were red and he choked and said, "It's all my second brother's fault. Whoever wants to separate the family, who cares about splitting the family..." As he said that, he ran out quickly without waiting for Cao Song to speak.

Cao Song frowned and said nothing. Cao Shuo was afraid of his brother's anger and was so busy: "Brother, Xiaowu is closest to his uncle and uncle, so he feels uncomfortable. Don't bother with him..."

Cao Song nodded and looked at the yard. There was more and more snow on the ground...

South of the city, Songshu Hutong, Chengzhai, and the west yard.

Han Jiangshi held the hand stove, sat by the kang table, holding the book in her hand. Xiao Xi stretched the embroidery thread next to her and Xiao Lu wrapped it in the thread. The master and servant spoke in one touch, but they didn't say anything.

Suddenly, a barking dog came from a distance, which seemed particularly harsh in the quiet night...
Chapter completed!