The storage base was built in the 1960s

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The village chief and the branch secretary also stared at Lin Dafu with an expression of disappointment. Lin Dafu was still thinking about enjoying the blessing of the two sons of workers in the town in the near future. He ignored them and blinked twice to look away.

Zhou Xing saw the dissatisfaction of the two. She was thoughtful. No matter how capable she was in the village, she couldn't offend the village chief and the branch secretary. She secretly spit at them for meddling in other people's business, but looked at Lin Guodong with a look of being hit.

"Dongzi, you can't upset your father like this. Your father did this for your own good. Weimin and Xiaoxiu are not married yet, and the expenses will be huge in the future. Now you are separated, and you can earn money to take care of your own expenses. Your father also said that you don't need to support him in the future, just live your own life."

Lin Guodong didn't say anything yet, and the village chief was unhappy. Everyone knew whether what he said was true or not. After all, Dongzi grew up under their care. His mother died when he was young. How much money he mailed to Lin Dafu when he was in the army was unknown to others, but he knew it every time he sent a remittance slip.

Now that he is injured and cannot serve in the army or do heavy work in the fields, Dafu looks down on him and tries every means to drive him out without giving him anything. This is his own son, he is old enough to be a relative, but he is so careless? !

"Dafu, I ask you again, are you sure you want to give Dongzi away and give him nothing? You don't need him to support you in the future?"

In his heart, the eldest son of the Lin family, Zhou Changzheng, is needless to say. He is a burden brought by Zhou Xing and is not a member of the Lin family at all. The third son, Lin Weimin, is just a lazy guy with a smooth tongue and is unreliable. The youngest, Lin Xiu, is a lady and is as cunning as a sieve. In the future, the only son Zhou Dafu can rely on is Dongzi, and now he has to be estranged from him. Alas!

Lin Dafu was immediately unhappy, "Why didn't you give him anything? Didn't you give him the old house? It was at least three big rooms!"

The village head and the party secretary were almost vomiting blood when they heard this. How could a mud house with a collapsed roof and no room for people to live in be considered a big house?

These words really made the two of them see through Lin Dafu's thoughts. Seeing that he was determined to get his second son out, they stopped trying to persuade him and took out paper and pen to help write the division certificate.

Lin Guodong said, "Dad, I don't want your house. Although you said you don't need me to support you in your old age, since I am your son, I can't just ignore you. The previous retirement allowance and the three big rooms should be your old age allowance!"

After hearing this, the village chief really wanted to yell at Lin Dafu. What a sensible child he is. He gave the allowance of several hundred yuan without hesitation and didn't ask for a penny back after the family division. Where can you find such a good child? He doesn't cherish him.

Lin Dafu curled his lips and muttered quietly: "The house originally belonged to me, and the money was given to me a long time ago. You are still thinking about how to get it back."

Several people around heard this. The secretary wanted to wake him up with a stick. He glared at Zhou Xing who was secretly making trouble on the side, turned around and asked Lin Guodong worriedly, "Dongzi, the house is a big deal, you can't be careless. You don't want the house and the money, what will you do in the future?"

"Uncle, I have hands and feet, I will definitely not starve myself. Thank you for your concern for me. Just write it as I said." Lin Guodong knew that the village head and the secretary were doing it for his own good, and he carefully remembered this kindness in his heart.