908 divided by 2
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It was somewhat awkward, so it was not too easy to continue.
"Second brother, just speak your mind," said Yuchuan, who had probably guessed his intentions.
Xiao Yishan hesitated for a moment before saying, "I won't distribute the fields under my name. As for the house, there are twelve rooms; the three sons get four rooms each. Regarding the furniture, let it remain as is, wherever it was originally placed in the rooms. What do you think?"
Xiao Yuchuan sneered coldly, "I cherish my wife as much as the sun and the moon, second brother. If you don't want to part with the fields, just say so. Why make excuses?"
"Humph!" Xiao Yishan said coldly, "Is it me who doesn't want to part with the fields, or is it you who wants to monopolize them?"
"Monopolize? Let's get this straight; all the money in this family was made by Qingyue. What does it have to do with you?"