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nMo Qianxue had heard about the origin of the house from sister Fang. At that time, she had also lamented a lot.

nSpecifically, the owner of the house was not Wang Yushan.

nThe former owner was called old Wang, who, along with his life, was a peddler at Tianxiang city selling cosmetics. They had no son or daughter, so they asked the then village head to be the witness and adopted a boy from their relatives.

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nA son coming at an old age, the boy couldn’t be more loved and spoiled by the old couple.

nHowever, after the son learnt a skill and married a wife, he became unfilial to his adopt parents, treating them as servants and constantly cursing and beating them.

nWhen his foster mother passed out from illness and pain, he was even unwilling to send for a doctor. What was more, as long as the mother got up a bit late and did household chores a little slower, his wife would curse her all day long, accusing that the old couple lazily depended on them.

nAfter his wife’s death of disease, old Wang became completely disappointed at the son. He went back and buried his deceased loved one at the village and never returned to the city. Because he had no children and the adopted son was so unfilial, he had been so miserable that he finally decided to live alone in the far back of the village and called himself an alone old man.

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nIt was said that soon after old Wang’s wife died, the ungrateful son came once to ask his father to go back to the city, but old Wang refused to be a servant for him any longer. The son waved his sleeve and stormed out at once.

nLater, the ungrateful son even didn’t come back to attend his father’s funeral. The ceremony and burying was all held by the fellow villagers.

nEveryone thought that this unconscionable son would never return to Wang village forever.

nNing Shaoqing and Mo Qianxue thought that a house which belonged to nobody could be easily obtained with the village head as the guarantor and all fellow villagers as witnesses. After the village head wrote them a letter of guarantee and going through official documental procedures, it shouldn’t have been a difficult deal.

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nYet! They were all wrong!

nA shameless person who hadn’t returned to Wang village and who even didn’t attend his foster father’s funeral, now came back with the aim to take back the house seeing a new bigger house and a workshop was built.

nThere was no such thing as a free lunch.

nNing Shaoqing’s face looked cold, but he stood there impassively. No matter what the shameless person spat out, on Ning Shaoqing’s lips, there seemed to be a disdainful smile.

nBy his identity and temperament, certainly he wouldn’t argue with or lecture the shameless one, which undoubtedly equated self-degrading.

nHe was waiting, waiting for the head to give him a satisfactory answer.

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nMo Qianxue couldn’t act like Ning Shaoqing who was able to stand unmoved even if the sky and the earth were turned upside down. She wasn’t that good-tempered.

nStepping forward angrily, Mo Qianxue sneered, “You are the unfilial son?”

n“What do you say?!” Wang Yushan saw a woman coming out of the crowd and got impatient, “Step away woman. This is our Wangs business. What does it have anything to do with you?”

n“What does it have anything to do with me? This house now belongs to Ning family, and I’m Ning’s wife.”

n“You are the Mrs. Ning?”

n“Exactly!”

n“I heard that you have a recipe of tofu. For that, I can exempt your husband from the suffering of jail. If you’re willing to give the recipe to me and collect your staff to get out of here, then I’ll be a nice guy and not accusing you of illegally occupying my house.”

nIt turned out that he was just another villain who was casting his greedy eyes on the recipe! Mo Qianxue sneered: report to the official? Suffering of jail? Did he take her as a stupid coward? A countryside woman? Would she be scared by one sentence? No way!

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nThe village head recalled the village log in his mind. Indeed, the land was allocated to old Wang at that time and they had gone through official documents. However, the asshole didn’t come back even when his father passed away, so the village head thought the land deed would also lose efficacy with it.

nWithout the deed, the land belonged to the village. Even the fact that the house was built by old Wang couldn’t change the fact.

nThinking of this and in view of the seriousness of the situation that Wang Yushan was going to report to officials, the village head cursed secretly. If he didn’t stand out, he was afraid that the couple would be offended again.

nMo Qianxue was going to speak when the head coughed, scolding, “Wang Yushan, stop making a scene!”

n“What scene am I making? I’m the legal son. It’s my right to inherit the house.”

n“Wang Yushan, listen! This is not the place for you to make troubles. Since then you’ve been an unfilial one. Your father poorly lived in the village with no one cared about him, so we gave this land to him. Now he has passed away, the village has the right to take back the land. The land and the house have nothing to do with you.”

n“Why do you claim you have the right? Even if you’re the head, you can’t violate social conventions.”

nThe kind of people elder Gao hated most were the unfilial ones, so before the head said anything, he shouted ragingly, “Social conventions? Are you a human? When he lived, you didn’t take care of him; when he died, you didn’t bury him. Why do you still claim to be his son?”

n“Who are you, Gao? When I left the village, I was still young, but I know you are a Gao. The thing of Wang family has nothing to do with you. He is my dad, my son’s grandpa. Whether I take care of him and bury him or not is none of your business.”

nThe boy behind Wang Yushan jumped out, “Yes! That’s my grandfather. No matter what you say, he’s my grandpa. He chose to live here. Don’t blame my father.”

nSomeone in the crowd couldn’t bear to see it and satirized, “He is your grandfather? Interesting! When he fell ill, did you ever visit him? When he died, did you come to offer in incense?”

n“Back then when I was adopted, the ceremony was held in the ancestral hall. The house was built by the old man. Even if I don’t live here, as long as I’m alive, this land and the house belong to me. Even the heaven doesn’t have the right to take it back.”

nThe head suddenly felt helpless on his unreasonable and arrogant manner. At a time, he didn’t know how to refute. It was a son’s legal right to inherit his father’s property. Though he was an adopted son, his name was on the family log. He was the legal son.

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nSeeing the head’s expression, Wang Tiansong pondered a little and stepped forward to help him, “Just now the head mentioned that the house was lent to old Wang because we felt pity for him. It’s not his personal property, so of course we have to right to take it back. Are you deaf or something? This house and land have nothing to do with old Wang, let alone you.”

nWang Yushan took out a piece of paper, smiling viciously, “I have the land deed which writes clearly in black and white. How do you dare to say that it has nothing to do with me? Boy, you want to take advantage of me? You’re still too young.”

nThe village head took a glance at the title deed, worrying secretly. The thing he was most anxious about finally happened.

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