boyutpedia Chapter 292 The 6s' "Brother-Supporting Demon" (Part 9)
Chapter 292 The 6s' "Brother-Supporting Demon" (Part 9)
Chapter 292 The Brother-Supporting Demon of the 1960s 9
The funeral was over. The money was pooled together by the three daughters. Fortunately, it was simple and didn't cost much.
Since there was no banquet, there was naturally not much money to be received as gifts; most gifts were just a few cents, and some people would only offer incense without giving a penny. It's easy to see that the Zhou family wasn't very popular.
Once everything was settled, the crucial moment arrived: allocating the housing.
These two rooms belong to the Zhou family. Although such a big incident happened and people died inside, houses are so precious these days. Everyone squeezes several people into one room, so who cares about whether it's a haunted house or not?
Zhou Jun's wife's family was the first to jump out.
“We must have a room in this house. Our daughter was killed by that bastard Zhou Jun. You must compensate us with a house, or this matter is not over.”
There are only two rooms in the house, not enough for three daughters, how could it be given to an outsider?
At this point, the two brothers-in-law stopped pretending to be ostriches and stepped forward.
“This house belongs to the Zhou family. It’s none of your business as outsiders. Besides, Zhou Jun’s wife is dead. Even if Zhou Jun is crazy, he still wants to eat peanuts. If you want compensation, go find Zhou Jun.” The brother-in-law said stubbornly.
My brother-in-law chimed in, "That's right. If you keep causing trouble, don't blame us for being impolite."
When Zhou Jun's wife's family heard this, they were immediately displeased, and the two sides quickly started arguing and even came to blows.
After watching the commotion for a while, Qingmo took her sons and left. This matter wouldn't be over anytime soon, and she didn't want to be the one to stick her neck out again.
She doesn't really care about the house, but if there's an opportunity to take advantage of it, she'll definitely be there.
"Mom, what do you think we should do about this house? Should we fight for it? My aunts are making a huge fuss about it, are we just going to do nothing?"
Xiao Nian was still unwilling to leave like this. His family had been bleed dry by the Zhou family over the years, and if they didn't take advantage of the moment to get some back, they would feel like they were losing out.
Qingmo said indifferently, "If you want it, then go and fight for it. I'm too old to compete. Besides, it's still early in the season, why are you in such a hurry?"
After listening to Qingmo's words, Xiaonian hesitated for a moment, but still did not get involved in the chaotic scene.
The main problem is that those families all have a bunch of relatives helping them.
His mother has offended all his relatives over the years, and no one is willing to help him. If he goes up there himself, he'll probably get no benefit and will only get beaten up.
As Qingmo had predicted, things reached a stalemate, with neither side willing to back down.
A group of people made a ruckus over this matter all day long, disturbing the peace of the residents in the courtyard. In the end, the neighborhood committee had to step in to mediate and stop them from causing trouble.
However, none of the families agreed to the proposed solution from the neighborhood committee, which involved dividing the profits equally.
Two rooms? How can they be divided equally? Everyone wants to stay, but no one can.
When it comes to interests, not a single penny can be conceded.
The eldest and second eldest sisters had a good idea; each of their families moved in, one room at a time.
Let alone Qingmo, even Zhou Jun's wife's family would definitely object.
If you stay here, we'll come and block your door every day; nobody will have a peaceful time.
Qingmo stood at the door watching the commotion, a popsicle dangling from her lips. Since she had nothing else to do all day, she figured she might as well watch the excitement.
The older sister was furious when she saw her like this.
"Third sister, what do you mean by this? Outsiders are bullying our family like this, and you're not even going to help them?"
Qingmo slowly slurped up her popsicle, raised an eyebrow, and said, "Big sister, how can I help? You've already made such a mess of things, what good would it do if I went up there?"
"Besides, you've all moved into this house, do you really think you'd be willing to give it to me? Since you're not willing to give it to me, why should I help you?"
The older sister was speechless, her face turning bright red.
At this moment, the second sister chimed in sarcastically, "Oh, so the third sister's wings have hardened now, she doesn't care about her family's life or death anymore."
Qingmo sneered, "I don't have that ability, and I don't care whether you live or die."
"If you're really capable, stop trying to talk your way out of this. Get the house issue sorted out right now, and don't expect to get away with shortchanging me, hmph."
Just then, Zhou Jun's wife's family rushed over aggressively, and the two sides were once again on the verge of conflict.
Qingmo shook her head at the chaotic scene and turned to go home for dinner.
"Mother, our family, our family doesn't have enough food, we've run out of food."
Hmm? Hearing her eldest daughter-in-law say that, Qingmo remembered that there was indeed such a thing.
She would just pretend to drink a little every day, not caring at all whether the food was thin or thick. Lately, she had been going out to watch the excitement every day and had forgotten to bring back some food.
"Okay, I understand. I'll go think of something." With that, she went out.
Jin Hua naturally knew what her mother-in-law meant by "finding a solution"—it was simply to check the black market to see if there was any grain for sale at a high price.
She had no choice; she hadn't received her salary for the Lunar New Year month yet, and she had never had any savings; all her money was in her mother-in-law's hands.
I wonder if my mother-in-law has any money? She probably didn't give it all to my uncle's family, right?
Congratulations to her, you got it right. Of course the original owner didn't have any money. She was a sister who supported her brother, so what could she do with just a few dollars?
In their previous life, the family also struggled to survive, eating wood bark and digging for wild vegetables. They relied on the lunch that the two brothers brought back from the factory to keep from starving.
Well, one of them starved to death too; it was that little brat Lingling.
After taking a stroll, Qingmo returned carrying a cloth bag of grain. She hadn't gone to the black market; she had simply obtained it from the Zhou family.
Jin Hua was overjoyed when she took the bag and glanced at it.
"Mother, what's wrong...?"
"Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask, and don't let anyone find out."
"Okay, Mom, I understand, I understand."
They happily carried the grain to the kitchen; who doesn't know how precious grain is?
Chewing on a piece of fruit candy, Qingmo seemed to see Lingling's face through the window.
Damn it, this kid is like a ghost, always so gloomy and creepy, he's got a curse on him.
Isn't she a ghost? She died in her past life, but in this life, my arrival saved her instead.
Unfortunately, this devilish child has already found a way to die.