Chapter 171: The Third Branch Wants to Divide the Family

The eldest branch was in an uproar, while the old couple of the Liu family sat restlessly in their room: "Old man, what shall we do?"

Old Liu's brows were knitted into the shape of the character 'Chuan', his mood terrible: "How would I know what to do?"

What worried him most now was that, with such an incident in the eldest branch, would the third branch propose dividing the family?

Indeed, no one knows a son better than his father. In the next room: "You've seen the situation now. If we don't propose dividing the family, we'll have to shoulder these debts together with the eldest branch. We can bear it, but we can't let the selfishness of the eldest branch cause our children to suffer as well, can we?"

Liu Shanling sighed heavily: "Even if I propose it, I'm afraid Father won't agree."

"Then how do you know he won't agree if you don't try? This concerns the reputation and future of our children. If the second branch can divide the family, why must we be tied together?"

Liu Chuxue deliberately slowed her steps a few paces, hearing every word clearly: Good, this is exactly the effect she wanted.

In her past life, she harmed the second branch's family and brought happiness to the entire Liu household; in this life, they shouldn't even dream of it.

Ding Zhiqing Compound

Among this batch of three educated youths, only Ding Surong was female; the other three older educated youths sharing her room were somewhat exclusionary, which made Ding Surong very uncomfortable.

Just then, Zhang Yijia, who shared the room, was frowning: "Don't put your things on our sleeping mats; how dirty it is under that bundle, can't you see?"

Ding Surong had never endured such treatment before: "The space is this small; if not on the mats, where else should I put it?"

"Sigh, now you're getting angry? If you dislike the small space, move out."

Ding Surong's eyes turned red with anger: "You're bullying me."

After speaking, she threw herself onto the bundle and began to cry.

The commotion naturally alerted the male educated youths in the next room.

Team Leader Wang Zhijun walked to the door of the educated youths' room: "What happened?"

Zhang Yijia spoke in a harsh tone: "The newly arrived educated youth dislikes the small space and is throwing a tantrum."

Hearing her say this, Ding Surong was even more furious: "Clearly you were bullying me, a newcomer, yet now you're slinging mud at me; how can you lie with your eyes open?"

Zhang Yijia directly rolled her eyes: "I merely reminded you not to put the bundle on our sleeping mats, and then you flew into a rage; did I say anything wrong?"

Ding Surong didn't want to argue with them there; she stepped out of the dorm in a few strides: "Team Leader, may I ask if there are any empty rooms in the village?"

Wang Zhijun actually knew what she meant, but still asked: "Why do you ask?"

Ding Surong replied directly: "I don't want to live in the same room with them; I want to move out and live alone."

Wang Zhijun advised gently: "Living outside isn't necessarily better; you'd do well to think it over carefully before acting."

At this moment, Ding Surong couldn't listen to reason: "Team Leader, I've made up my mind; I want to move out. Can you help me speak to the village about it?"

"I really don't understand the village situation since I just arrived."

Wang Zhijun thought for a moment: "There aren't many households in the village with empty rooms. Even if you move out, you'll probably have to share a room with their daughter or granddaughter. If you can accept that, I'll take you to the village committee to find the village cadres."

Hearing this, Ding Surong hesitated; if it were as the Team Leader said, what difference would it make from living at the educated youth compound? "Are there no empty courtyards in the village?"

Wang Zhijun shook his head: "There really aren't. Now every family lives together as a large household; there are few empty rooms to begin with; how could there possibly be an empty courtyard?"

Upon hearing these words, Ding Surong truly hated the person who wrote the report letter.

(End of this chapter)