Chapter 29: Chapter 29 Division of the Family (2)_1 Chapter 29: Chapter 29 Division of the Family (2)_1 “Mister Sixth Grandpa, it seems that if the second son voluntarily gives up, we don’t have to divide and move into separate houses, right?” Lin Jiazhong spoke truthfully, the old village head originally wanted to fight for more for the second son’s family, but after hearing this statement, he couldn’t help but nod.
He then looked at Lin Yuan, “Girl, where is your father?”
Lin Jiaxin was inside the eastern room, but she wasn’t going to let her father take charge.
Otherwise, they would surely bind him with familial affection and prevent him from getting more property.
“Grandpa, my father is unwell.
He said that the matter of dividing the family should be left to me to handle.” As soon as these words left Lin Yuan’s mouth, many people from the Lin family’s side voiced their opposition.
How could a young girl make such significant decisions for their family elders?
“Grandpa, I’m not married yet.
Can’t I make decisions for my family’s affairs?” Lin Yuan didn’t look at those people; she knew exactly what they were planning, and surely the old village head understood as well.
The old village head gazed into Lin Yuan’s bright eyes and nodded, “You are the boss.
Since your father agrees, naturally you can decide.”
With the old village head saying so, the Lin family side could not oppose her anymore.
Lin Yuan smiled, “Village Chief Grandpa, we don’t want the houses.”
She seemed to hear some people heaving sighs of relief.
“However, we want to convert these three rooms into grain.
If there’s no grain, changing them into silver is also fine.”
Lin Yuan immediately heard voices choked with a gasp.
This girl could really talk!
The old village head nodded, “By all rights, this is feasible.” He then looked at Lin Jianling, “State your position.”
Lady Yang and both the boss and the third son’s couple were reluctant to divide silver, but if they had to convert it to grain, they didn’t have so much grain in the house.
For the past six months, since the second son couldn’t work and both the boss and the third son never touched the fields, their efforts in the fields led to no harvest.
They were practically living off the silver the second son previously contributed.
But there was not much of that silver left, and there was certainly no surplus grain to give to them.
Lin Jianling naturally didn’t dare to voice these humiliating truths, but Lady Yang was both angry and ashamed, glaring hatefully at Lin Yuan, the demanding ghost, “There is no grain, and there is no silver either.”
Lin Yuan appeared to be very pleased, “Grandma, then how about we don’t divide the household?
We can live together, and each month you can just give us some grain.”
This suggestion was like a death knell making life difficult for Lin Jianling and his group.
Whether they divided the household or not, the burden was heavy.
If they divided, what would they give?
Lin Jianling clenched his teeth and said in a muffled voice, “Three acres of land, two taels of silver.”
Onlookers gasped with pity – three rooms only exchanged for an acre of land and two taels of silver?
Lin Yuan shook her head and didn’t say a word.
The old village head, too, stayed silent.
In desperation, Lin Jianling said, “All we have left in the house are two bags of corn kernels.
Give, give them one bag.”
“What do you say, young girl?” The old village head seemed to have noticed Lin Jianling’s embarrassment and thus turned to ask Lin Yuan.
Actually, these things weren’t much, but for the Lin family at the moment, it was a significant loss, evident from Lady Yang’s furious face.
They had probably squandered the silver earned by the father long ago.
“We’ll also need the tools my father used for his work back then; they should be returned to us as well,” Lin Yuan finally relented.
Seeing Lin Yuan give in, Lin Jianling finally breathed a sigh of relief.
“Village Chief Grandpa, since everyone is here today, Yuanyuan would like to ask you to write a document for dividing the family.
My father said that during holidays and festivals, we will send some grain to honor our grandparents,” said Lin Yuan.
This statement touched the hearts of the onlookers – look at this child, even in her own plight, she was still thinking of showing filial respect.
And then looking at her father, alas!
The old village head had his son fetch ink, brush, paper, and inkstone.
With the educated Lin Jiazhong present, naturally the document for the family division should be written by him.
Lin Jiazhong took his time, writing slowly, revising as he went.
It was some time before he finally finished.
Three copies of the division document were made: one for Lin Jianling, one for Lin Jiaxin, and the old village head kept one as well.
Lin Yuan took the document and presented it to Lin Jiaxin inside the house.
Lin Jiaxin’s face was stricken with grief, but he still signed his name and impressed his fingerprint.
Once the matter was settled, Lin Ershuan and his wife eagerly went to the old house to retrieve the bag of corn kernels and Lin Jiaxin’s work tools.
Being a carpenter, he knew these items better than Lin Yuan, and his involvement assured her even more.
The old village head was getting on in years, so he handed off the task of measuring the land to his eldest son.
It so happened that Lan Hua’s father and her eldest brother came back from work, and Lin Yuan entrusted the task to them.
She trusted these people’s characters.
Watching the villagers gleefully set off to measure the land, Lin Yuan lifted the corners of her mouth.
She would never forget this day and would make sure the Lin family never forgot either.
With the grain, they had enough to eat for a few days.
With the land, she could now work hard to earn money and support the family!