My Princess Holds Superpowers-Chapter 112 - : Everyone is more cunning than the last with their little tricks.

Chapter 112: Everyone is more cunning than the last with their little tricks.

During dinner, everyone tacitly avoided mentioning the division of the family, but the inevitable could not be postponed.

After breakfast, the old man Ye asked Ye Gaoshui, “Second, have you made up your mind? Are we going to split the household or not?”

“Dad, I have made up my mind. The marriage arrangements for the fourth brother have been settled, and I, as his elder brother, no longer need to worry about him. Sooner or later, the household will have to be split. Wenyu is not getting any younger, and I must make plans for his future,” Ye Gaoshui said with guilt.

“After all is said and done, you just want to go your own way, don’t you?” Ye Gaosheng said disappointingly and then asked Ye Gaoshi, “Eldest, what are your plans?”

Ye Gaoshi first glanced at Mrs. Zhang, then said, “As the eldest son, our parents will undoubtedly live with me in the future. I’ve been thinking it’s better to split after the fourth brother gets married. After all, our parents still have to arrange his wedding, and it’s not convenient to split now.”

Mrs. He sneered sarcastically. Everyone seemed to be outdoing each other in cunning calculations.

Ye Gaosheng was equally disheartened and took a long while before saying, “Over the years, no matter the ups and downs, we, your parents, have brought you up without letting you worry. Now, the children are all in their teens. But the fourth is different; he is still young. Your mother and I discussed it last night. We’re really not comfortable with him setting up his own household right after getting married, so we plan to live with the fourth in the future.”

“Dad… it’s customary in the village for parents to live with the eldest son…” Ye Gaoshi said hesitantly, frowning.

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Indeed, as Mrs. Zhang had said, the parents’ favorite was always the fourth!

Customarily, parents live with the eldest son. If they were to live with the fourth, what would the villagers think of him?

Ye Gaosheng could tell what Ye Gaoshi was thinking just by looking at him.

Raising such a big son, and now when it mattered, he was still worrying about his own reputation. As parents, if we said we weren’t disappointed, that would be impossible.

“Don’t worry, I will explain everything to the Clan Leader. It’s not that you refuse to take care of us in our old age; it’s that we’re worried about the fourth,” Ye Gaosheng said, his voice choked with emotion.

Ye Gaoshi hesitated, opened his mouth as if to say something, but in the end, he didn’t speak any words of retention.

Actually, this might be for the best. Even if the fourth got married, he would definitely need a lot of help from his parents in the first few years, whereas he would no longer have to worry about who would be the head of the household.

“Since Dad and Mom have already made plans, I won’t insist on you staying. Just that, it’s the village tradition for the eldest to take care of their parents in their old age. Mom and Dad, you might just help the fourth brother for now, and once he’s settled in a few years, I’ll bring you over,” Ye Gaoshi said.

Ye Gaosheng felt deeply disappointed. How he wished that at this moment, his eldest son would say that he didn’t want to split the family instead of these words.

Unfortunately, a grown child won’t follow his mother’s lead!

Ye Gaosheng, fighting off a bout of dizziness, waved at Ye Gaosheng, “Fourth, go and call the Clan Leader.”

Then, Ye Gaosheng propped himself up from the dining table and moved to sit aside.

Mrs. He followed up with instructions, “Mrs. Zhang, Mrs. Zhao, hurry up and clear the table. And, get Mrs. Li and her daughters to kill a chicken. We’ll have a feast for the division at noon.”

She wanted to see what good life they could possibly lead after the division!

To think that running a household was easy! Over the years, if it weren’t for her managing everything, the grain harvested from the fields would hardly last until the next harvesting season after paying the public grain tax.

Mrs. Li and her daughters were the least respected in the house, not even entitled to sit at the table for meals. Even the task of killing the chicken given by Mrs. He was transmitted through someone else’s mouth.