The room suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked at him.
Father Cui turned to exchange a glance with his old wife, cleared his throat, and looked at everyone: "Each of the three daughters who married outside will get fifty, and the rest will be split equally between the first, second, and fourth households."
Mrs. Cui's face didn't look very good. She was about to speak, but Father Cui stopped her with a look.
He knew exactly what he was thinking. Originally, he thought that as long as he held onto the second son, it would be sufficient for any issues. But who could have thought that man proposes, but God disposes. That brat Chunwang actually ruined his plan.
Now that the eldest and the fourth aren't around them, he has to be prepared for both eventualities.
After all, the daughters live in the city, and if there's anything, it's more convenient for them to handle than the families of the eldest and the fourth.
