15 Chapter 13: Attitudes of Each Family 3

Uncle's Home.

Uncle Mei Yongfu's place wasn't far either, living in the same building complex as the eldest uncle but not in the same building as the youngest aunt.

Compared to Mei Yifan and Wang Gaofeng's discontent, Uncle Mei Yongfu was much more composed.

Once he got back home, his wife Jiang Xiumei immediately surrounded him, "How did it go, is the division settled?"

Mei Yongfu was somewhat proud, "It's settled. The assets are divided into six parts, one for each of the six households."

However, upon hearing this, Jiang Xiumei immediately exploded, "Why are there six parts? It should be five. Now that the fourth brother is dead, why should his share still exist?"

Mei Yongfu, unconcerned, said, "The fourth brother may be gone, but his children are still here. Besides, the fourth brother only left three thousand two hundred yuan for the family. That's all the assets there are. If we don't leave a share for the kids, our share will definitely be reduced."

Jiang Xiumei was not satisfied, "The fourth brother and his wife didn't do right by their kids, not leaving any money for them. Why should a share of ours go to them?"

"Enough, that share rightfully belongs to the kids. Besides, with this settlement, the two kids can live on their own and we don't have to worry about them. When I was over there, I was still worried that because of Mengfei's young age, Chenchen would have to live with us. I was quite upset then, but now that the kid doesn't want to stay with us and prefers to be with his sister, isn't it better that we don't have to provide for him?"

It might be for the best, but why should Chenchen naturally go to their family just because Mengfei is younger? Jiang Xiumei was really unhappy, "Why should it be like that?"

"Naturally, because the two children are close in age and can grow up together. The situation right now is quite good," Mei Yongfu explained.

Mengfei here was Mei Yongfu's younger son, Mei Mengfei, and they also had an older daughter, Mei Mengying, who just happened not to be home that day.

Jiang Xiumei hugged Mei Mengfei, worried her earlier agitation might have frightened her precious son. But Mengfei wasn't scared at all. Hearing that Chenchen wouldn't be coming to their house, he was so overjoyed he almost cheered, "That's great; now my brother won't compete with me for toys."

If it were any other mother, she might have used this moment to teach her child about sharing. But who was Jiang Xiumei? Like mother, like son. She immediately agreed, "Our Mengfei's things certainly don't need to be shared with anyone else. They're all yours, and nobody can take them away. If anyone tries to take your stuff, you just take it right back."

Mei Yongfu saw Jiang Xiumei educating their child like this and didn't think there was anything wrong with it; he actually nodded in agreement.

But did this resolve everything? The thought of the two children simply being handed such an amount of money made Jiang Xiumei uneasy, "Why should they get money just because their parents died, Yongfu? Is the money really going to be divided like this? How much would we have gotten if it were given to us?"

"The money is indeed going to be divided that way. But it's not here yet, is it? There are many variables before it arrives or even after it arrives." Do you think he had been so insistent just so he could come home and chat so calmly? Of course not. On the way from the Lun Family home, he had been plotting how to take the money from those two children.

He certainly didn't think he was the only one with his eye on that money, so he had to come up with a foolproof plan to get it before any other relatives could.

As for how to do it, he hadn't thought of it yet. But there was no rush; there were still one or two years' time.

By then, he would find a way to withhold every penny from the children's hands.

With this thought in mind, Mei Yongfu and his wife became quite behaved for the time being.

...

And among all the sisters, the one who was the least composed was the eldest aunt.

Eldest Aunt's Home.

As soon as Mei Yinan entered her house, she saw her uncle Fan Hongwei, her father's brother, sitting leisurely in an armchair, drinking tea and reading the newspaper, which irritated her no end.

Especially because her footsteps when climbing the stairs had been so heavy, he couldn't possibly have not heard. After she slammed the front door shut with a lot of noise, clearly startling him, he completely ignored what had happened to her, acting as though she were thin air—talk about infuriating.

The eldest aunt went to the dining table, poured herself a big glass of water, and 'gulp' drank it down in two gulps.

Yet Fan Hongwei still pretended not to see the angered Mei Yinan, who eventually couldn't hold back anymore, "Don't you see I'm really angry?"

Fan Hongwei calmly responded, "I can see that."

"You can see and yet you don't ask what happened? What's the use of having a mouth?"

Fan Hongwei closed the newspaper, glanced at Mei Yinan and asked, "What happened, did you get upset somewhere again?"

"Go ahead, keep pretending. Keep up the act. As if you don't know where I've been today." Mei Yinan slammed the glass down onto the table so hard it shattered into several pieces.

This time, Fan Hongwei was truly ruffled and quickly got up from his chair to check if Mei Yinan hurt her hand. Fortunately, the shards were large and Mei Yinan had released them quickly, so there was no cut. But seeing her so enraged, even the most composed person would lose their calm, "Look at you, always finding things to get angry about and now taking it out on our glasses."

"Did I ask for it? I was just worried about the kids being at a disadvantage. You have no idea, I was still sitting there and they said things as if they wanted those kids dead."

Fan Hongwei picked up the trash bin, swept the broken glass into it, and after putting it down, he snorted coldly, "As if I don't know the character of your brothers and sisters. It's a miracle you've tolerated them this long. Alright, stop being angry. Isn't the issue resolved?"

"It's resolved."

Fan Hongwei was puzzled, "If it's resolved, why are you still angry?"

Mei Yinan glared at Fan Hongwei, then recounted the entire incident that had just happened. However, of all the stories, what surprised Fan Hongwei the most wasn't Mei Yinan's behavior, but rather Mei Mengzhen's.

"Who would've thought? The kid always seems so unassuming, but she really showed some cunning at the crucial moment. Without her clarification, they might really have to pay that rent and she might not get any part of the money." Fan Hongwei was unexpectedly pleased with Mei Mengzhen's performance. It seemed like the result was quite good, "So why are you still this upset?"

"I'm angry that they aren't even willing to give two hundred a month for living expenses. I scolded them, and they pretended not to hear, completely heartless." Mei Yinan slapped her thigh in frustration.

Yet Fan Hongwei thought this was for the best, "If they don't give, they don't give. We'll just take care of them a bit more in our daily lives. Our two kids are about to graduate from university, and we're not burdened with anything. I feel uneasy about you supporting your conscienceless siblings, but I won't say a word if you're supporting these two helpless kids. Moreover, do you think it's good to take their money? I haven't wanted to say this before, but if you had taken that living expense money today, who knows what trouble might come later. You know the character of your siblings. Trust me, it's better this way."

Although Mei Yinan thought what Fan Hongwei said made sense, she somehow felt uncomfortable hearing it.