The house type of the old house is almost the same as that of Hongdou's house, except that the distinctive backyard is missing.
"Don't you know, Doudou, this is Daddy's former room." Song Ziwen babbled while opening the window, "It wasn't until Daddy got married to your mother that we built our current house next door to the old house."
The ancestors of the Song family were not just wealthy. Only in the generation of Song Ziwen's father did they have some spare money. So after Song Zixiao showed his intelligence, the family gritted their teeth and sent him to school.
However, Song Ziwen has been sensible since he was a child, knowing that the money at home is not enough to support another scholar, so he gave up after learning some characters with his elder brother and understanding some sage articles. After that, I found an old doctor in the county, and learned some skills in treating patients, which can be regarded as a skill.
The knowledge I have now is also honed from my own books and life experiences. Therefore, his temperament is not as dull as some scholars, but has a unique temperament. This is probably what people often say that insight into world affairs is knowledge, and understanding of human feelings is penetrative through writing.
Although the two elders of the Song family favored the eldest son somewhat, they did not dislike the younger son, and they also felt guilty towards the younger son in their hearts. Therefore, after Song Ziwen got married, he decided to divide the family and built a new house for him next door to the old house. Later, when he followed his eldest son to work in another place, he also gave Song Ziwen all the land at home.
"Then after grandma comes back, will our land be returned to grandma? Will our family have no more land?" Hongdou thought to herself, yesterday she was still lamenting that she was in a good family, but she told me today that she Are you going to start becoming proletarian too?
"Doudou, these houses and fields in our family were all saved by grandparents and former grandparents." Song Ziwen sat down with Hongdou, looked her in the eyes and said seriously, "This is not right in the first place." It belongs to us, and it is their kindness that grandparents are willing to give it to us, and if they want to take it back, they should, because it was originally theirs, you know?"
Hongdou was stunned by Song Ziwen's words, yes, even in a modern society with sound laws, there are still many people who think that everything from their parents should be given to them, and if they give less, they are sorry for themselves.
They have never realized like Song Ziwen that what belongs to their parents is, after all, their private property. What the children get is either a gift of property while the parents are alive, or an inheritance after the death of the parents. It has never been said that what belongs to the parents should belong to the children while the parents are still alive.
Hongdou suddenly thought of a case she had encountered when she was an intern in a law firm. A woman in her 40s wanted to sue her 90-year-old father to court, saying that his father favored sons over daughters and gave all the money for the demolition of the old house to his son.
It's ridiculous that while she was crying in front of the lawyer about how partial her father was, and how much she suffered from patriarchy, she turned around and scolded her teenage daughter from time to time, telling her to look after her younger brother, otherwise she would be killed.
After listening to her cry, the lawyer only asked her, "Did you pay for the construction of the demolished house? Is your household registration in the demolition household registration?".
When the answers were all negative, the lawyer asked, "Then why do you think you can divide the money?"
She said "because that's my dad" as a matter of course.
"What are you thinking, kid? You've calmed down. Don't worry, even if our family has no land, you won't starve to death. Your parents can still make money." Ren Pingping pushed Hongdou and said.
"I see, mother." Hongdou replied, "I think what Daddy said makes sense, we can't take other people's things, and we have to return the things of grandparents to them."
"Okay, grandparents haven't come back yet, why are you in a hurry." Song Ziwen touched the top of Hongdou's head and smiled, "And grandparents may not necessarily want to go back."
Hongdou ran away with a "hmm".
In her mind, there is still the figure of the old man who is approaching his age.
Although the lawyer did not accept the case, the woman insisted on suing her father, and the court decided not to file the case after reviewing the evidence she provided. But she couldn't bear her repeated door-to-door requests to file a case, so she had to find both parties for mediation.
And it just so happened that the serving lawyer in the Sunshine Mediation Hall that day was the lawyer that Hong Dou followed as an intern.
The old man's granddaughter helped him into the mediation room. The moment he saw the judge, the old man cried, wiping his tears and saying that he had never fought a lawsuit in his life, and was called to the court by his daughter at the end.
Despite the judge's soft comforting words, the old man still cried.?? Can't make a sound. Only the old man's granddaughter said beside him: "It turns out that my aunt's household registration is indeed in the village, but after she remarried, she moved her household registration to her husband's. This is all before the demolition, and her household registration was not there when the demolition in the village."
"Grandpa's house is not worth much, and the demolition fee is only a few hundred thousand. We didn't even ask for it, and put it in his own card. My father, mother, me and my sister, the demolition fee for our family of four is a lot. No one wants grandpa¡¯s money, they all save it for his retirement.¡± The granddaughter also cried and said, ¡°Who knew she would sue grandpa without saying a word. I said she has no money, and our family will be responsible for grandpa¡¯s pension in the future.¡±
Hong Dou doesn't know what happened in the end, because considering the old man's health, he didn't mediate for too long that day. She only remembers telling her lawyer, "I always thought that we Chinese are very filial, but I never thought there would be such people."
The lawyer's answer to her was: "Our country has such a large population, and those who are engaged in our industry are exposed to all kinds of strange things every day. But we can't blind our eyes, and believe that our overall society is harmonious and beautiful. .¡±
Seeing his upright look, Hong Dou smiled and said, "Didn't you say that people who practice law are inhuman? Hahaha"
"Humanity is not a commendatory term." He said.
Hongdou tapped his brain, trying to throw out these memories: "What's the use of thinking about it? Not to mention that I haven't taken the judicial examination in modern times. In this situation, I can still stand A day to defend someone in court?"
Hongdou said to himself in his heart. "If I knew there would be such a day, I shouldn't have studied law in the first place. It would be better to study magic and become a Taoist priest than now. How can I make a living with my major now? Do I want to perform and recite the law? And which law student can recite the law? At best, I can only know that Article 17 of the Criminal Law is a compulsory article of the Eight Deadly Crimes of Minors!"
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