When I was 68 years old, I gave my only house to my daughter.
She said it was just a formality, I would still live in the house, and she just wanted to "take care of" me nearby. I believed it.
After signing, I was driven to the 10-square-meter north bedroom. The master bedroom was dismantled and renovated, and they said they wanted to build a dressing room. During the meal, my daughter and son-in-law ate braised pork ribs and brought me a bowl of white porridge and steamed buns. They are also planning how to defraud the 400,000 yuan deposit left by their wife.
His son Mingyuan knew all this, but he didn't even dare to fart in front of his wife.
I didn't fuss, argue, or cry.
I just picked up the gift agreement and walked into the legal aid center.
This time, I will use Article 663 of the Civil Code to get this house back with my own hands.
Don't mess around, don't wallow, every punch hits the seven inches of the law. I am sixty-eight years old, but I am not a soft persimmon.
What surprised me the most was that my son, who had been cowardly all his life, was the first to stand behind me.
This is a story about an old man regaining his dignity, and also a story about a family getting back together.
The eaves are still there, but the hearts of the people are still there.
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