Mr. Mu's words seemed to solidify the family division, but the specifics still needed the family's discussion that evening.
Mu Shuangshuang held the contract and supported Mu Dashan.
"Grandpa, given my father's condition, he might not be able to work for a few days. The farm work will be a burden on you and the uncles."
"The contract, give it to me!" Mrs. Jin saw Mu Shuangshuang nearby and reached out for the contract.
"Aunt, a family division isn't just talk; after our third branch gets the division documents, then we'll give you the contract; otherwise, what do we do if you deny it?"
"What do you want the contract for? Mu Shuangshuang, I'm telling you, if you don't hand over the contract today, don't even think about walking out of this door."
Mrs. Jin, completely disregarding her image, directly cursed at Mu Shuangshuang.
Her meaning was clear: for Mu Shuangshuang to leave, she had to hand over the contract.
