This chapter is a problem that troubles many families who have been demolished today, and I am no exception. The interests of family affection are very realistic. I don’t want to say anything to complain about, but I only sigh: Alas...

In the new week, I hope that my friends who like it will support Qidian’s genuine subscription. The results are really terrible! But I will definitely work harder, and I will walk through a chapter of three thousand words. I hope my diligence can get more genuine reading. It will only cost a few cents a day, so give me some motivation!

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He first turned his head to look at his aunt and said, "My aunt, you are the biggest here. I would like to tell me how much compensation should our family pay?"

"Ah...this...this..." My aunt didn't expect Zhao Guoyang to ask such direct words, and she was a little anxious at the moment.

Today she brought her two younger brothers and sisters to share the ancestral property. She didn't plan to ask for money, but just wanted to instigate Zhao Jingzhong to sell the house early and share the money.

But now, her eldest nephew actually proposed to compensate her three families, which she and her two younger brothers did not expect in advance.

Seeing her stuttering and hesitating, the impatient third brother rushed to speak, "Nephew Guoyang, if you give us compensation, do you take it seriously? Can you decide what you do at home?"

Zhao Guoyang turned to look at his parents, made a sign of peace of mind, and then said, "Don't worry, Uncle San. What I said represents our family!"

After hearing this, neither Zhao Jingzhong nor He Huifen had any objection.

Through what they have seen and heard in the past few months, the two have now fully trusted their son, and knowing that he is mature and witty is absolutely fine.

Leaving the matter to him can solve it better than personally.

The third brother glanced at the elder brother and the elder sister-in-law's promise, and immediately became energetic.

He and the second brother winked and coughed, "Since the eldest nephew has spoken, then the second brother, please come and calculate the amount of compensation with him. I am a big boss, so how much money is, it must be difficult to calculate."

Zhao Guoyang's second uncle is an accountant in a small unit and is very smart.

After hearing this, he picked up the abacus hanging in the living room without any notice and began to make a comeback.

Soon, Zhao Guoyang's second uncle settled the account.

He pointed to the abacus, shook his head and said, "Nephew Guoyang, according to the normal price of selling houses in our Jianghai County, your grandparents' ancestral house can be sold for at least 69,000 yuan."

"Of course, if you really want to sell it, you have to pay some fees and taxes, and you get about 62,000 yuan. We are all our own family members, so we can discuss things, and we will be exempted from the fraction of 2,000 yuan, even if it is 60,000 yuan. What do you think, can you still do it?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Guoyang nodded immediately and said, "Uncle Second, your algorithm is already very fair, I have no objection!"

"Well, it's good that everyone can reach an agreement."

The second uncle said with satisfaction, "Since you agree to my price, as long as you compensate each of our nephews, Guoyang, 6,000 yuan, the ancestral house will all belong to you. From now on, our three families will never say a word on this issue!"

"Yes, yes, as long as your family in Guoyang gives compensation, whoever wants to mention the house will be hit by five thunders, and you will not die well!" The third brother also spoke confidently.

Zhao Guoyang smiled and said, "Haha, Uncle Third, there is no need to swear. In short, as long as our family gives the compensation to our aunt and two uncles, will the matter of this ancestral house be settled?"

When Zhao Guoyang was speaking, his eyes looked at the aunt who seemed to be thinking about him secretly.

When he accidentally touched Zhao Guoyang's deep gaze, his aunt felt palpitations.

She always felt that her eldest nephew was a little confused after she graduated from college.

But at this moment, she had to fire the arrow on the string, so she could only echo: "Well, since everything has been said, Guoyang will do whatever you say. If your family can't get the six thousand dollars at once, it won't be a big deal, just make a note for us!"

Hearing this, Bai Rou, who was beside He Huifen, smiled sweetly and was about to speak out.

Three six thousand yuan, or ten eight thousand yuan, this is really not a big deal for Bai Rou.

Although she had put all her money on Rongguang Machinery Factory, she still had tens of thousands of yuan in emergency response money.

Zhao Guoyang seemed to know what Bai Rou was going to say, so he waved his hand to her and said, "Bai...rou, don't worry about me for this money, I can solve it!"

Bai Rou's pretty face turned red and she nodded subconsciously. For some reason, in front of so many people, she would rather be domineering by Zhao Guoyang than be respected as if she was usually treated as a sister.

Zhao Guoyang said as he took out an envelope from his body.

In this envelope, it was naturally the year-end bonus he just received today, including the "special year-end bonus", which was a total of 10,800 yuan.

After taking out the money from the envelope and putting it on the table, Zhao Guoyang took out 200 yuan from his pocket and added it to the whole thing.

Then, he said to He Huifen: "Mom, I have 11,000 yuan here. If you want to have 7,000 yuan at home, right? Take it out and give it to my aunt, second uncle, and third uncle. This matter will be resolved earlier, so that it will not make it look good when the relatives meet."

Seeing such a thick stack of cash, these relatives' eyes were straightened.

Uncle San swallowed his saliva and said hoarsely: "Guoyang, are you really planning to give all of this money to us today?"

"Of course, it's 18,000 yuan. Since there is one right now, of course I'll give it to you some immediately!" Zhao Guoyang said indifferently.

Seeing his son's decisive look, He Huifen knew that he had made up his mind.

For He Huifen, Zhao Guoyang is her spiritual pillar.

This eldest son has just worked for half a year and has given him a small amount of 10,000 yuan, and he hasn't deposited it in the bank. It's not difficult to take out seven thousand now.

Moreover, her son's attitude was very clear. He wanted to end this matter today. Although He Huifen didn't know what was the reason, she still knew what to do.

After figuring this out, He Huifen immediately returned to her room.

Soon, she walked out with a big red paper bag and put the money inside and the 11,000 yuan that Zhao Guoyang took out.

"Sister, second and third brother, there are a total of 18,000 yuan here. Please take all three of you!" He Huifen pushed the money in front of the three of them and said with some distress.

Seeing that the old man could really take out so much money, Zhao Guoyang's second uncle and third uncle looked at each other and were confused.

However, facing this easy-to-get benefits, of course they could not give up. They moved the money awkwardly and began to count them all.

Seeing their counting money, Zhao Guoyang said slowly: "Auntie, two uncles, we have to hand over the compensation to you as much as possible. Then you guys have to make a note of our black paper and white characters, right? Otherwise, I am afraid that someone will forget after a long time!"

Perhaps because of the reason why he was "obsessed with money", my aunt and two uncles were not angry when they heard Zhao Guoyang's obviously ironic words.

The second uncle was the first to take out the paper and pen, and said with a smile: "Big nephew, don't worry about this. After the matter is settled, how can I regret it after taking the money? I will give you a document. Our ancestral house has nothing to do with me, Zhao Er!"

After Zhao Laoer wrote down the document, Zhao Laosan followed suit and wrote a document to Zhao Guoyang.

As for her aunt, although she had been a little confused and suspected that Zhao Guoyang had any conspiracy, at this moment, she, the initiator, was already in trouble and could only follow her and write down the document.

"Okay, let's clear the two now!" After looking at the contents carefully, Zhao Guoyang nodded with satisfaction, and then handed the quotation to his mother for safekeeping.

The three elders there had already counted the money and put it in their respective pockets.

Seeing that the matter was almost done, Zhao Guoyang greeted his parents and winked at Bai Rou and said, "Bai Rou, let's go out for a walk! The house is too small and a little stuffy!"

Seeing Zhao Guoyang deliberately exhaled, Bai Rou's mouth slightly raised.

She didn't expect that the mature and steady young man she remembered had such an interesting side.

"Auntie, uncle and aunt, please sit for a while, I won't be with you anymore!" When Zhao Guoyang went out, he didn't forget to say hello to his relatives.

"Uh... Cheng, Cheng, Guoyang, please work with your friends!" Looking at the two people who were already on a motorcycle outside the house, the second uncle nodded repeatedly.

"Wow, is this motorcycle from Guoyang's girlfriend? It's so rich! No wonder Guoyang's boy took out ten thousand yuan and didn't blink. It turned out that he had a big boss!" Uncle San was a rough man, so he didn't pay much attention when he spoke.

After hearing this, his wife couldn't help but glared at him, pulled her sleeves, and thought to herself: "A snatch, it's really stupid to say that there are any of them in front of your elder brother and sister-in-law."

I originally thought that Zhao Jingzhong and He Huifen would definitely be angry. Who knew that after hearing this, the two of them just smiled at each other.

He Huifen waved his hand and said, "Third brother, you are wrong about this. It's not that our family and Guoyang are by our family and Guoyang, but that they are by our family and Guoyang. You may not know that the motorcycle just now was bought by Guoyang himself!"

"Ah?" Hearing this, Zhao Laoer and Zhao Laosan instantly became wooden people.

Sitting behind Bai Rou, Zhao Guoyang tried his best to lean back so as not to have any embarrassing things.

Bai Rou seemed not to notice his actions, but just asked casually: "Guoyang, you have always been a person who has never suffered a loss. Why did you change your temper today and give the 18,000 yuan to others at once? You know, even if you deposit it in the bank, you can still get a thousand yuan in interest this year."

Of course, Zhao Guoyang understood what Bai Rou said.

She said that she should write an IOU for the time being, and pay it back next year or the year after.

"Haha, Sister Bai, your idea is indeed good, but I overlooked one thing. That is, the problem that the rise in housing prices may be greater than the bank interest."

Zhao Guoyang then explained: "Sister Bai, think about it, our house is only worth 60,000 now, right? But in a year, will it be worth 80,000?"

"Even if there is no 80,000, as long as there is 70,000, will I, the elders, suffer this loss? They will definitely talk to our family about the value of the house again, and will not be bound by the small IOU."

"Now, I took out the compensation they asked for in one hand, which is a way out for them. In this way, even if the price of the house soars in the future, it has nothing to do with them, and there is no excuse to come to argue."

Hearing this, Bai Rou finally understood what Zhao Guoyang was thinking. She asked with some doubts: "Guoyang, you are so sure that housing prices will definitely soar, and the increase will exceed the interest rate deposited in the bank?"
Chapter completed!