Su Zongming belched from the alcohol, "Yes, it's yours. When your eldest brother passed away, he divided the family properties into two parts. Originally, both were supposed to be equal, containing both good and poorer fields. Then you and Guaizi drew lots, and whatever lot you drew, that was yours...
Upon hearing Su Zongming mention the past, Su Xiaofeng's eyes narrowed; it seemed there had been quite a bit of trickery when the land was divided back then.
Usually as cunning as a monkey, Su Zongming turned into a chatterbox once he drank, spilling everything. Listening to his father, Su Guisheng realized his father was definitely drunk, which made him more talkative.
He forgot about eating and pulled Su Zongming aside to leave, "Dad, my sister-in-law is right, today there are guests at my elder brother's house, we should discuss this matter about the house tomorrow. Dad, let's go home to eat; Donghua has cooked lots of food."
