CHAPTER 832: CHAPTER 809: THE LAST SAFEGUARD

According to the arrangements made by Old Song and Mrs. Song before they passed away, the funeral would be kept simple.

After a brief ceremony by the three Song brothers, Old Song and Mrs. Song were cremated, and their ashes were sent to BBS.

This is the treatment they deserved.

Initially, Jiang Xiaoxiao wanted to scatter the ashes in the rivers, lakes, and seas, fulfilling Old Song’s wish.

Unfortunately, she is just a junior, and the authorities have been paying close attention to this matter.

Jiang Xiaoxiao feels a mess.

In the living room were the three Song brothers, along with a large family.

The three daughters were sent to their parents’ home, and Jiang Xiaoxiao was sitting alone in the corner.

This used to be the most lively living room, but without Old Song and Mrs. Song, it suddenly seemed cold.

Jiang Xiaoxiao felt a bit chilly.

She missed Old Song and Mrs. Song, the two elders who had showered her with endless love, and missed Song Moting even more.

When can you come back?

Song Qingyun coughed and said, "Mom and Dad are gone, and today all of us three brothers and the children are here. Let’s also clarify the matters left by Mom and Dad, to prevent any disagreements or gaps between us brothers in the future. As the eldest brother, I’ll take charge for once."

"This is all the property Mom and Dad left behind, just this house, the old house, and the two houses near the medical university, totaling four houses. Of course, there are also their savings, all the passbooks placed here, and the jewelry left by Mom."

Mrs. Song’s eyes lit up.

"Since Mom passed away suddenly, she didn’t have time to leave a will. But over the years, everyone knows that Mom and Dad had long said that all their property would go to Moting. I also respect their wishes..."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Song’s expression changed, "Big Brother, you can’t say that. Even if they said so, since they didn’t leave a will, by law, this inheritance belongs to everyone."

Mrs. Song glared coldly at Jiang Xiaoxiao, seeing her blank expression and dazed look, secretly feeling triumphant, you have your day too.

The elders who protected you are gone, correct?

That little brat Song Moting is also lying there motionless, let’s see who can protect you.

Finally, she felt a sense of triumph, high-and-mighty, as if the humiliation and suppression imposed on her by the elders over the years, and the constant comparison between her son and Song Moting, could finally be relieved on this day.

As the saying goes, thirty years to the east, thirty years to the west.

Song Qingyun looked displeased, glancing at his brother Song Qinghe who kept silent, but his silence was equivalent to tacit agreement with his wife’s words.

Right after the elders passed away, his sister-in-law and brother jumped out, which made Song Qingyun’s anger reach its peak.

"What do you mean? Do you think what Mom and Dad said before doesn’t count? Do you also believe in equal distribution in your hearts? Second and third brothers, don’t keep silent. What’s the point of letting a woman speak?

You are Mom and Dad’s biological sons, if you have any thoughts, you can speak up. I, as the eldest brother, am not unkind."

Upon seeing his elder brother seem angry, Song Laosan was about to speak but his wife pinched him hard.

He closed his mouth in pain.

"Big Brother, no matter how it’s divided, we naturally have no objections. We listen to you and second brother, whatever you two decide."

Song Laosan’s wife was naturally unwilling for all the property to go to Song Moting and Jiang Xiaoxiao. Song Moting is basically a vegetable now; doctors have concluded that he is a vegetable, and he’s been lying in bed for over a year.

People say that vegetative patients might wake up, but who knows when?

Such a large amount of property would essentially go to Jiang Xiaoxiao alone.

No matter what, Jiang Xiaoxiao is an outsider, as she doesn’t carry the Song surname.

Why should the Song family’s property go to an outsider rather than her own son and be given to a granddaughter-in-law? This reasoning doesn’t hold.

If Song Moting were here, undoubtedly, she as the aunt wouldn’t feel comfortable competing with her nephew over the inheritance because Old Song and Mrs. Song didn’t just say it once or twice; everyone knew and accepted this fact.

But now it’s different; Song Moting’s situation is different.

Naturally, Song Qinghe discussed this matter with Mrs. Song for a long time, ultimately reaching an agreement.

Now, as his wife voiced her opinion, seeing his elder brother’s disapproving expression, Song Qinghe knew well what his elder brother thought, as he had always been conservative and traditional, following their parents’ way and standards in every matter. But now the situation is different; if his son were awake and standing right in front of him, he wouldn’t make this request, but now it is indeed different.

"Big Brother, please don’t get angry. Since you told me to speak, I’ll naturally stand up and say something. What my wife said does represent my intention, so please don’t be quick to disagree with my words or get angry. Hear me out first.

The reason we discussed and decided to divide the inheritance among the three families is natural. Before, Old Song mentioned leaving this property to Moting. Is that correct?"

Song Qingyun nodded, acknowledging that his brother respected their parents’ wishes.

"Mom and Dad said this not once; they’ve mentioned leaving all their property to Song Moting. As his uncle, I naturally wouldn’t covet my nephew’s inheritance."

This firmly establishes his stance.

"Yes! Mom and Dad said this."

Song Laosan was a bit unsure about what exactly his second brother was up to because if he admitted this.

Then the property would belong to his son, Song Moting. Did he really believe the inheritance could simply belong to his son?

At that time, this inheritance would bear no relevance to his second brother.

However, he would not deny this.

The men of the Song family wouldn’t do something so disgraceful.

"Song Moting is also my son, my biological son. Since this inheritance could all go to him, why would I disagree? I have certain points I must express. If I don’t voice them, I’ll be upset inside, as now Moting is lying in bed as a vegetable.

It’s difficult to predict whether he’ll wake up or when he’ll wake up. Jiang Xiaoxiao is still young, and it would be hard to blame her if she decided to leave Someday.

This is human nature, as a father, I know. I wouldn’t trouble Jiang Xiaoxiao, so this inheritance is now technically Song Moting’s, and as his father, I must consider his rights. Therefore, I can’t hand over this inheritance in Song Moting’s name to Xiaoxiao.

Of course, Xiaoxiao, please don’t feel this is me doubting you or distrusting you. This is my final attempt to protect my son, ensuring that even if something unexpected occurs, it guarantees my child’s survival ability and foundational security."

All at once, everyone had nothing to say.

Indeed, was Song Qinghe wrong?

No.