Aunt Ayu couldn’t help but said: “When Haiyu and Jiahui were alive, I didn’t see them talking about adopting. After they died, they only said about adopting after they drove away their daughters. They clearly wanted to occupy other people’s real estate. Adoption is not just talking about it.” As mentioned above, have they moved Hai Zhiwen’s household registration to Haiyu’s household registration book?”
“If Hai Zhiwen is adopted, why do you still call Hai Er Er his father? It should be called Er Bo.”
Everyone: …
They all knew that Old Man Hai and his wife were partial to their second grandson, Hai Zhiwen, and felt that Hai Zhiwen was the most capable.
Occupying Haiyu’s house, empty homestead and fields, just want to give it to Hai Zhiwen.
Hai Zhiwen also has a younger brother, and the old man Hai told him that when the time comes, Haitong’s house will be demolished, and a small villa will be built together with the empty house site next to it, so that the Hai Zhiwen brothers will not have to fight for their own house. The homestead is gone.
“It is Zhiwen who visits the grave of my third son and my wife every year. He has fulfilled his responsibility as a son. Everything Haiyu left belongs to Zhiwen! The Hailing sisters are already married daughters. Married daughters With the water that was thrown out, how could anyone go back to her natal family to fight for the real estate?”
Mrs. Hai yelled loudly.
Haitong and the others who had already walked behind the crowd heard the old woman’s yelling, and the Haitong sisters suddenly understood that they had moved their parents’ graves without telling the sisters, and they hadn’t told them where they were moving. Let her sisters visit their parents’ graves.
It turned out that Hai Zhiwen was asked to fulfill the responsibility of being a “son” so that he could inherit the real estate left by their parents in a logical manner.
“Who’s property is not left to the son? Will the daughter of your family come back to compete with your son for the family property after she gets married?”
Mrs. Hai asked the surrounding villagers.
In Haijia Village, if there is a son in the family, the family property is left to the son. After all, the son is taking care of the elderly, and the daughter just needs to come back occasionally.
For those who have no sons, not many people can make the decision to recruit a son-in-law. Some people are even more confused, thinking that their nephew is their own family, and the family property is not inherited by their own daughter, but by their nephew.
But when they got old, they couldn’t walk or work anymore, and they didn’t see any nephews filial to them, but sent them to their own daughter’s home instead.
The nephew said: “They have a daughter, why should I take care of the elderly?”
This is the fate of those parents who think that their nephews are their own family members and their biological daughters are outsiders.
Of course, there are also many pure-female families who can break the feudal customs and leave all their property to their own daughters, and make every effort to arrange everything for their daughters to keep the property.
The same rice feeds all kinds of people.
After hearing Mrs. Hai’s rhetorical question, those families with sons remained silent.
“In the village, the family property is left to the son, and the son is responsible for taking care of the elderly. That is an unwritten rule. I know, but my parents don’t have a son. They only gave birth to me and my sister, which belong to my parents. The legacy that comes down should naturally be inherited by me and my sister.”
“I don’t know where my grandma found a son for my parents? When my parents passed away, did he wear sackcloth and filial piety? Adoption is equivalent to adoption. Did my parents go through the adoption procedures with him? ?”
“My family’s household registration book has always been in the hands of my sister. I have looked through it several times, but I have not seen any additions to my family’s household registration book.”
Hai Tong loudly responded to Mrs. Hai’s words.
The crowd of onlookers heard Hai Tong’s voice, and all turned to look at her.
Seeing Haitong walking side by side with Zhan Yin, escorted by a group of men in black, everyone hurriedly made way for Haitong and his party to walk to the door of their house unimpeded.
Hai Ling gave Yang Yang to Ah Qi to play nearby.
I don’t want Yang Yang to see her quarreling with her old family.
Mrs. Shang’s mother and daughter were also surrounded by bodyguards, and they walked behind Haitong and his wife.
Mrs. Shang’s face was particularly ugly.