Chapter 253: In time to Hear

Chapter 253

Old Pei responded with a sound and stood up, "You two brothers can also catch up, boss. No matter what, your wife raised two kids alone, so you should go home and see them first."

If he could be more thoughtful, Wang Yue wouldn't be so indignant.

When a person is dissatisfied in one aspect of life, they must compensate in other areas. That was Old Pei's thinking.

Pei Yong nodded, "I know, dad."

After Old Pei left, Pei Yong looked at Pei Jing, "Go to the backyard?"

Pei Jing didn't refuse. Instead, he looked rather eager.

The two went out together and came to the backyard.

Pei Yong struck first, but Pei Jing grabbed his hand and reversed it into an arm lock that pinned him down.

He tried to break free using his experience but found himself completely immobilized without any chance of escaping.

"Little brother, you've improved so much after a few years!" He was frightened. He had already received notice of being selected for the special forces squadron at the military district. He also knew Pei Jing would soon become an instructor there. While Pei Yong was happy for his capable younger brother, he didn't expect him to be this capable.

As a veteran of the battlefield, he was now at Pei Jing's mercy without any power to resist.

"There's more." Pei Jing suddenly let go and went straight for his face.

Pei Yong dodged and swung back with a punch.

The two brothers started an all-out brawl in the open backyard, pure hand-to-hand combat.

Zhi Xia heard the commotion up front and worried, but Old Pei just smiled and reassured her, "That's how the brothers were before. They're both from the army. Testing each other's skills is normal. Don't make a big fuss."

Only then did Zhi Xia feel relieved.

But when Pei Jing came back with obvious bruising on his face, she couldn't help feeling distressed.

It seemed that Pei Yong was indeed wrong for not coming home for years.

Pei Jing held her hand without replying, smiling silently.

Pei Sheng also hurried over. Old Pei asked, "Your wife didn't come?"

"She took Xiang Xiang to the state-run restaurant to eat. Those two said they wanted to go out to eat while I wasn't home today and wouldn't wait to go together tonight."

Jiang Su knew her place. As the second household without a son, the family property distribution would definitely not end up in their favor no matter what. It was doomed to be unfair, so they might as well not come and live their own lives.

With jobs and a house, their family didn't lack money to spend. Nothing to distribute was fine, and their lives could still be good.

Old Pei didn't say much, just told Sister Zhang to serve the food.

Pei Yong went to the yard to wash his hands, and Wang Yue followed him. "You know dad wants to talk about distributing the family property today, right?"

Pei Yong nodded. He spoke first, "It's dad's things, so he gets to decide what to distribute and to whom. We have jobs and houses, so there's no need to keep thinking about it."

Wang Yue clenched her fingers. Her untrimmed nails for days pricked her palms.

But thinking of her purpose, she still endured and said, "I know you want the brothers to get along harmoniously. But you should also consider our own family. Second uncle's two daughters and his own house—he has no need for another house. Third uncle's children are small, and he has prospects himself. He'll surely get promoted this time after coming back, so he won't lack a house. Our Pei JianGuo is the only one grown with a need to get married and have kids. Being dad's secretary in the government sounds nice, but it's just errand running. He has no prospects himself and can't count on getting a share of the house distribution. That's why I think, dad saved quite a bit of money over the years, and it's not just this house. No matter who gets the house, the other two families will get monetary subsidies. We need to get this house. What do you think?"

Pei JiangGuo had just reached the yard when he overheard this segment that disparaged him. He instantly fell silent, not saying a word, turned around, and walked away pushing his bike.

Hearing the sound, Wang Yue looked back and happened to see his retreating figure. She complained, "This child is getting more and more ill-behaved. He's already here but left without even greeting us."

"Oh, did you hear what I just said? We must get the house." Wang Yue was very shrewd. Even if they got money equivalent to the house value, they wouldn't possibly buy such a nice house.

"Dad will have properly considered who is most suitable to get the house. No matter how it's distributed, we'll just take it as it is," Pei Yong said impatiently. "Also, Pei JianGuo—Wang Yue, you're the least qualified to call him useless. It's your fault he ended up like this. And being a secretary isn't bad. He's free of worries. Isn't that what you hoped for back then?"

If the child was still young, he could still be corrected. But at over 20 years old, the personality was already fixed and couldn't be changed. Why bother criticizing and making everyone upset?

It was better to just accept it. Life could still go on, and he wouldn't starve himself.