Marrying My Bestie's Ferocious Brother - He Calls Me His Baby!-Chapter 117: This Is Not an Inheritance! It’s My Mother’s Dowry!

Chapter 117: Chapter 117: This Is Not an Inheritance! It’s My Mother’s Dowry!

Zhou Fang’s face instantly lost all color.

She stared at the thin land deed with a piercing gaze, as if wanting to burn a hole through it.

Thirty acres of a farm!

In the Beijing suburb!

The very thing her aunt Zhou Wenxiu racked her brains trying to acquire ended up in Lin Wan Yi’s hands just like that!

"Impossible!"

Zhou Fang screamed.

"This land deed is fake! She must have forged it!"

The Director turned back, and glanced at her impatiently.

"Comrade Zhou Fang, mind your words!"

"This deed has an embossing seal and record filing, how could it be fake?"

He turned around, his attitude toward Lin Wan Yi turning a full 180 degrees, his face filled with smiles.

"Comrade Lin, let’s go to the office to handle the procedures!"

In the office.

The Director personally poured tea for Lin Wan Yi and Gu Yanshen.

"Comrade Lin, Mr. Gu, have some water."

Zhou Fang followed in unwillingly, standing to the side, her eyes seeming venomous.

The Director set down his teacup and rubbed his hands.

"Comrade Lin, well, the situation with this farm is a bit complex."

"You know, given the current circumstances..."

He lowered his voice, hinting at something.

"Such a large piece of land under an individual’s name is quite conspicuous."

"It could attract some unnecessary trouble."

Lin Wan Yi picked up the teacup but did not drink.

"Please speak plainly, Director."

The Director let out two dry laughs.

"My idea is, for your and Mr. Gu’s benefit, and for the convenience of our work..."

"Why don’t you ’contribute’ this piece of land?"

"The organization could compensate you accordingly and award a flag, recognizing your high moral stance!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Fang’s eyes lit up.

"Yes! Xiao Li is right! A capitalist’s property should be confiscated!"

Lin Wan Yi set down the teacup, producing a soft noise.

"Compensation? How much?

The Director held up five fingers.

"Five hundred bucks! That’s not a small amount!"

Lin Wan Yi laughed.

"Thirty acres of farmland, including the house and equipment on it, and you offer five hundred bucks?"

Her voice was soft, yet carried a chill.

"Director, are you taking me for a fool or a beggar?"

The Director’s face immediately flushed red.

"Comrade Lin, how can you say that..."

"I’ve made my point."

Lin Wan Yi stood up.

"This is the only keepsake my mother left for me."

"Not five hundred, even five thousand or fifty thousand, I won’t sell it."

She finished speaking and turned to leave.

"Stop right there!"

Zhou Fang lunged forward like a madwoman.

"I’m going to report you! You’re occupying state property!"

Gu Yanshen cast a cold glance at her.

Zhou Fang was so frightened by that look that she stepped back, yet she continued to shout unrelentingly.

Gu Family Mansion.

At the dinner table, the atmosphere was unbearably tense.

When Lin Wan Yi produced the land deed, Cheng Huiyun was initially surprised, then turned worried.

Gu Zhen Guo listened and remained silent.

He simply set down his chopsticks and stared at the land deed.

After a long time.

"Ridiculous!"

He suddenly slammed the table, causing the bowls and chopsticks to jump.

"Do you know what this is?"

"This is not a farm! This is the hot potato! It’s a death warrant!"

His voice boomed like thunder, making people’s ears buzz.

"Do you know what time it is now? You’re claiming such a large property?"

"Are you tired of living, or do you want the entire Gu Family to bear the criticism with you?"

Cheng Huiyun wanted to speak.

"Old Gu..."

"Shut up!"

Gu Zhen Guo glared at her fiercely.

He pointed at Lin Wan Yi, his hand trembling.

"I order you, tomorrow go to the Revolution Committee, and ’donate’ this document!"

"Say that your ideological consciousness is high, and you voluntarily hand it over!"

Lin Wan Yi did not move, merely watching him calmly.

"Dad, this was left to me by my mother."

"I’m calling you Dad for Yanshen’s sake!"

Gu Zhen Guo was completely furious.

"You still dare to talk back?"

"I tell you, as long as I, Gu Zhen Guo, am alive for one day, this thing will never enter the Gu Family’s house!"

Gu Yanshen stood up.

He pulled Lin Wan Yi behind him.

"Dad."

His voice was deep.

"The deed has her name on it."

"So it’s hers."

"No one can take it away."

Gu Zhen Guo’s eyes turned red instantly.

"You... You want to oppose me for her?"

"This is not opposing."

Gu Yanshen looked at his father, enunciating each word slowly.

"This is my position."

"Her matters are my matters."

"If the sky falls, I’ll hold it up for her."

"Good! Good! Good!"

Gu Zhen Guo was so angry he said "good" three times in a row.

He grabbed his military cap, turned around and slammed the door as he left.

"Bang!"

At night.

Lin Wan Yi sat at the bedside, watching the two sleeping children in the cradle.

The door was gently knocked on.

Cheng Huiyun poked her head in, gesturing a silencing sign, then snuck in.

She took Lin Wan Yi’s hand and stuffed a heavy cloth bundle into her hand.

"Wanyi, don’t listen to your father’s stubbornness!"

"Why should you hand over the things your mother left for you? You must take them back!"

Lin Wan Yi squeezed the cloth bundle, inside were rolled-up bills.

"Mom, this..."

"This is Mom’s private money, you keep it!"

Cheng Huiyun whispered.

"You’ll need money to manage the farm, many places need spending."

"Don’t worry, Mom has your back!"

A wave of warmth surged in Lin Wan Yi’s heart.

"Thank you, Mom."

The next day.

Revolution Committee, Director’s Office.

The Director and Zhou Fang were both present.

Seeing Lin Wan Yi and Gu Yanshen enter, the Director’s face showed a hint of knowing smile.

He took out a printed form from the drawer.

"Comrade Lin, come to your senses?"

He pushed the form forward.

"This is the ’voluntary donation application form’, fill it out, and put a fingerprint on it."

Zhou Fang stood by, her arms crossed, unable to conceal her smugness.

She knew it.

With Commander Gu applying pressure, could Lin Wan Yi, his daughter-in-law, still create a scene?

Lin Wan Yi didn’t even look at the form.

She took out a palm-sized iron box from her cloth bag.

In front of them, she used a small brass key to open it.

From inside, she took out a thick letter. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

"Director, before filling out the form, I’d like you to listen to a letter."

She unfolded the letter paper, the graceful handwriting seeming to carry a warmth from the past.

"To my daughter Wanyi:"

"Though apart, it is like being face-to-face. Mother has no other skills but a modest talent in business."

"Fearing you might be lonely and unsupported in the future, specifically bestows Ping’an Farm as a dowry to my daughter."

She read slowly, each word clear and distinct.

"This is merely a mother’s love for her daughter, hoping you may use it as support, to live a peaceful and prosperous life without shortages."

"The signer: Mother, Jiang Wan."

The end of the letter had not only Jiang Wan’s private seal but also a clear date.

That date was ten years earlier!

Lin Wan Yi gently placed the letter on top of the ’donation form’.

"Director."

"Did you hear clearly?"

"This is not an inheritance."

"This is a dowry prepared by my mother before I got married."

The office was deadly silent.

The Director’s mouth was agape, wide enough to fit an egg.

Zhou Fang’s smugness shattered completely, turning into desolation.

Dowry!

In this era, seizing a capitalist’s estate was common sense.

But a mother’s dowry for her daughter, that was legally protected private property!