USWHC -Chapter 110 Getting Beaten Up (Part 10)

“No!” Before Zhu Jie could speak, Old Master Ji immediately cut her off.

“Why not?” Old Madam Ji retorted without backing down. “Erhan himself said he didn’t want it. Why are you getting so worked up?”

Old Master Ji’s face flushed red at her sharp words, but he still stubbornly said, “No! This house belongs to Erhan. Even if he doesn’t want it, we can’t just act like this!”

Hearing him, Old Madam Ji panicked and glanced at Ji Yi, but her mouth couldn’t hold back; she shrieked, “How does this house automatically become Erhan’s? I think you’ve lost your mind! Being biased is one thing, but this is ridiculous! Over all these years, how much have we sacrificed for this family? You can’t just think of Erhan—you need to think of the eldest and Meizi too!”

“I’m biased? If I weren’t thinking of the children, we would have packed up and left long ago!” Old Master Ji snapped angrily. “You can’t forget what it was like back then. We were starving, on the brink of death. Without Yi, where would we have gotten the money to buy this house and the land?”

Zhu Jie listened curiously and glanced at Ji Yi. She had heard Old Master Ji say this before—but why?

“Hey, you can’t just care about your own reputation! Haven’t we sacrificed all these years? How do you think Erhan grew up? On air?” Old Madam Ji shouted back, unwilling to yield.

Ji Yi watched the two of them arguing like two fighting roosters, each refusing to give an inch—soon, it seemed like they might come to blows.

He slowly walked over, steadied Old Master Ji, who was shaking with anger, and softened his voice: “Father, I’m not a child anymore. I can earn my own living now.”

“No!” Old Master Ji insisted again. “If you go out with nothing, where will you live? In this freezing winter, where will you dig up food? You could freeze or starve to death! Just listen to me—don’t quarrel with your mother. What’s yours is yours, and you take it. What can she do?”

Zhu Jie immediately nodded in agreement. Of course—she had been outside before; life out there wasn’t easy. They only had a few scattered coins left; it wouldn’t last long.

Ji Yi seemed deep in thought. After frowning for a moment, he spoke again: “Father, if you truly want to give me something, I don’t need anything else. Just let us continue living in this house. Let me take one of the rooms for now. If one day I do well, I’ll move out naturally. If not, at least I’ll have a place to stay. What do you think?”

By all accounts, this was a reasonable suggestion—but Old Madam Ji wasn’t happy. She exclaimed, “That won’t do! Our eldest still has to have children. Once there’s a baby, there won’t be space in the house!”

Zhu Jie thought, what kind of ‘division of the house’ is this? This is basically trying to kick them out! Is this really her own mother?

Old Master Ji was about to explode again, but Ji Yi quickly stepped in, soothingly: “Mother, don’t worry. When my eldest brother has a child, I will definitely move out. I won’t compete for the room with him!”

Zhu Jie thought, no way! He actually agreed to even this? What a selfless, pure-hearted person! How had she never realized Ji Yi had this trait?

Old Madam Ji, as if fearing he would go back on his word, hurriedly said, “You better mean it! When we officially divide the house, I’ll make sure this is written down!”

Ji Yi nodded seriously. “Mother, just write it down—that’s all.”

At last, it was a moment of joy for everyone! Old Madam Ji and the eldest widened their eyes, staring at Ji Yi as if he were some kind of naive fool.

Old Master Ji wanted to protest, but Ji Yi led him out of the room. From a distance, Zhu Jie could still hear his gentle, comforting voice. No way! So calm, so selfless, so… foolish?

And he even had the heart to console others—forgetting that in a few days, he himself might end up crying!