On the first day of the new year, in a large mansion in the capital, Zhao Guodong looked at his younger brother Zhao Guojian with a cold face: "Do you really have to snatch this house from me?"
"Second brother, this room belongs to my eldest brother. Now my eldest brother and his wife have a house in school, and he promised to let me live there. My daughter is grown up, and she can't live in the same room with my parents. Just agree."
"But I also have two sons. Do you think it's appropriate for the four of us to live in one room?"
It turned out that all the Zhao family members had returned. The old man was seriously ill and was in the hospital. He would not live for many days, so the higher-ups allocated three rooms in the slum to the three brothers.
Since Zhao Guoliang was originally a university professor, not only was he reinstated in his original position after he returned, but the school also compensated him and his wife with a two-bedroom, one-living-room apartment.
So he was noble and gave his own room to Zhao Guojian. The reason was simple: Zhao Guojian had two daughters, and the little girl was grown up and really could not share a room with her parents.
But Zhao Guodong was unhappy. I am also your younger brother. I also have two children. Wouldn’t it be convenient for them to live in the same room with our parents? So, as the eldest brother, you should either take the house back or give it in half to each of us.
The room is only a dozen square meters. If it is cut in half, it can no longer be considered a room. Moreover, who lives in the inner room and who lives in the outer room creates a new contradiction.
So Zhao Guoliang had no choice but to tell his two younger brothers that if they continued to quarrel, he would just give the house back to them, as there were probably many people waiting to take the house.
The two brothers became really scared when they heard this. After discussion, they divided the house vertically into two rooms, so each room was four meters long and one and a half meters wide.
The original gate was divided into two small gates. From then on, the son of the second son slept on the left, and the daughter of the third son slept on the right.
The housing problem was solved, but the work problem arose again. For some unknown reason, the two daughters of the third brother's family were admitted to a junior college, and the couple returned to their original unit.
Although the two sons of the second brother were admitted to university, the couple were assigned to the sanitation department and became sanitation workers.
It was obvious that Zhao Guodong must have offended the main figure and was targeted, but he was already very grateful to be able to return to his hometown at that time, so he didn't think about this.
There is no harm without comparison. Among the three brothers, the eldest brother has the most promising future. He returned to the university to become a professor. The second brother is the second most promising. He returned to his original unit to become a small team leader.
He was the only one who had to go to the sanitation station to pick up a broom to sweep the road. What was the difference from the past? Thinking of this, he ran to the hospital frantically, wanting to ask the old man what was going on.
There were already many people standing around Zhao Kun's bed, including Ye Jun, Cheng Liguo, Li Huan, and of course Cheng Qiao. After all, they were relatives, and even though it was New Year's Day, they still came to the hospital to visit.
All of Zhao Guodong's anger disappeared instantly after he saw these people. He recognized Ye Jun and Cheng Liguo, and walked over excitedly.
"Doctor Ye, you're back too. Cheng Liguo, why are you here?"
"I am the son-in-law of the Zhao family, and Uncle Kun is also my elder, so he has to come and visit."
"Liguo, thank you."
Cheng Liguo was just about to say a few polite words when the old man beside the bed called out to Cheng Qiao weakly. Cheng Qiao didn't hear it clearly the first time, but heard it clearly the second time.
Cheng Qiao hurried over. Zhao Kun looked at the little girl who looked very much like Zhao Min, smiled kindly, then turned his head with difficulty to take a look, but did not see his grandchildren.
Well, he originally wanted to let Cheng Qiao look after his grandchildren. She is Ye Jun's apprentice, and one word from her may be more effective than ten or a hundred words from him.
But what did he see? Nothing. The words that were about to come out of his mouth changed: "Live well. Your mother was very outstanding. You must be outstanding too."
Cheng Qiao nodded, but her fingers touched Zhao Kun's pulse. But a minute later, she let go of her hand dejectedly. She was no longer alive, and she was just holding on to the last thought of wanting to see her children and grandchildren.
But apart from Zhao Guoliang and his wife, Zhao Xiaobao and his friends who came with him, and Zhao Guodong who came in a hurry, no one else came to see him off.
Cheng Qiao was inexplicably angry, but she controlled herself. The one who died was her great-grandfather from another family, and it had nothing to do with her.
When Zhao Guojian and others arrived, the old man had already passed away. Looking at the people who were crying on top of the old man, Cheng Qiao turned around and left the ward.
Zhao Kun's funeral was handled very simply, so simply that Cheng Qiao didn't even remember whether she had contributed to it afterwards. Maybe she had, maybe she hadn't. She did contribute a little money as a token of her gratitude.
But Zhao Guodong's two sons and Zhao Guojian's two daughters became attached to her. They were sisters from the same clan, so they always had to keep in touch. It would be best if they could unite and help each other.
Cheng Qiao was a little confused for a moment. To be honest, she had never seen the sisters and the brothers in her two lifetimes. To her, they were just strangers.
There was no emotion between them except for the indelible blood relationship. However, it was that blood relationship that made it difficult for Cheng Qiao to refuse.
Zhao Xiaobei sneered, "When you were rich and powerful, why didn't you go to Huizhou and take a look at Cheng Qiao, who was excellent in both appearance and knowledge."
Now that you are down and out, you want to use the name of family affection. Isn't this moral blackmail? How beautiful is your dream? You are so shameless.
Zhao Ying blushed and said nothing, but Zhao Jing rolled her eyes at Zhao Xiaobei and opened her mouth to retort, "Don't speak better than you sing, as if she had seen it that year."
Zhao Hui smiled. Zhao Guoliang had actually gone with him to see it, and he had contributed all his pocket money to Zhao Min. Of course, this pocket money also included Zhao Xiaobao and Zhao Xiaobei’s pocket money.
Don’t ask why. It was because Zhao Xiaobao and his sister lived in a good condition at that time. They sympathized with Cheng Qiao who was far away in Huizhou. It was just a matter of a few dollars, so they still had some love.
After hearing this, Zhao Guodong and Zhao Guojian were speechless. Thinking back to when Zhao Min was kicked out of the Zhao family, they were still happy in their hearts. At that time, the Zhao family had not yet split up, so what was wrong with having an extra property
Little did they know that only one year after Zhao Min left, Mr. Zhao proposed to split the family. However, he left most of the property to Zhao Chen because their father Zhao Kun was a gambler and was not worthy of owning the Zhao family's property.
This is the biggest reason why the 6,000-square-meter courtyard house has not been returned to the Zhao family. Zhao Chen is already dead, and Zhao Hui and Zhao Guoliang, who are somewhat promising in the Zhao family, have been allocated houses and assigned jobs, while the others have only been briefly mentioned.