Chapter 112 Division of the Family

He then said goodbye and left, not forgetting to comfort Chen Cuifen before departing.

After finishing their meal, Shen Cuifen and the others left the kitchen.

Yang Juanhua then slowly walked out of the main room to prepare a meal.

She muttered to herself as she walked, her tone full of dissatisfaction.

When she got to the stove, she put the pot on the burner, lifted the lid, and found it was still a pot of mushy mush.

When Lu Jianguo glanced at the pot of mushy mess, his brows furrowed into a knot.

He smelled the aroma of noodles from the Shen family's place again that morning, and he was already starving.

Looking at this dark, gooey mess again, I couldn't help but yell.

"Mom! Can't you try something different?"

"If you can do it, then you do it!"

Yang Juanhua immediately turned her face away and replied.

She slammed the pot lid down with a bang.

"If you don't cook, don't complain about how bad other people's cooking is!"

In her eyes, her son not only failed to appreciate her hard work, but also dared to talk back to her, which was simply unfilial!

Last night, he immediately gave most of the family's land and house to Shen Cuifen.

It hurts her heart whenever she thinks about it.

Those lands were reclaimed by her and Lao Lu through decades of hard work, and the house was built brick by brick by her through frugality.

Now, however, it was given away with just a single sentence from his son.

They didn't even take her seriously.

Yang Juanhua had been holding in a lot of anger since last night.

But Lu Jianguo seemed blind and didn't notice at all.

She stood in the yard watching, her fingers trembling with anger.

But nobody paid any attention to her.

Lu Jianguo was helped into the main room by Lu Zhonghe to rest, and he said, "Mom, you should rest early too."

But to Yang Juanhua, these words sounded like a sarcastic remark about her being nosy.

The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved and angry she became.

Finally, her lips trembled, and tears welled up in her eyes as she went inside.

Lu Qiming has always been stubborn, and he stared coldly at Yang Juanhua all night.

That look in her eyes was like needles pricking her, making her feel extremely uncomfortable.

Coupled with her resentment towards Lu Jianguo, a mix of emotions overwhelmed her, and she couldn't sleep all night.

I'm furious right now!

As soon as she saw Lu Jianguo complaining, her temper flared up instantly.

She glared at Lu Jianguo.

"Don't you think I'm annoying enough already?"

Lu Jianguo was not convinced and retorted.

"How about I cook you a bowl of noodles?"

He had been craving noodles ever since he heard the Shen family slurping them in the kitchen that morning.

He sat in the room, smelling the aroma, his mouth watering.

Upon hearing this, Yang Juanhua immediately extended her hand.

"Where's the money? Pay up!"

She said with a cold laugh.

"If I had money, I could even stew dragon meat for you!"

She knew her family didn't have money to buy noodles, and she wanted to embarrass Lu Jianguo.

Lu Jianguo pursed his lips and muttered.

"Where would I get money?"

"Why don't you use the money from selling the straw pot lid to pay for it first? I'll pay you back after the wheat is sold!"

He remembered that he had sold a basket of straw-woven pot lids a couple of days ago, and his mother had kept them but hadn't given them to him.

He dared not say it outright, so he could only bring it up indirectly.

He actually remembered that there were about a hundred yuan at home.

But with Shen Cuifen's parents and two brothers present, he dared not bring it up.

That was his secret stash of money hidden under the mat on the kang (a heated brick bed), meant for emergencies someday.

If I said this in front of outsiders, my mother would definitely get angry.

The Shen family would also think he wasn't generous enough.

So he could only pretend to be poor, hoping his mother would soften her heart and lend him some money first.

Yang Juanhua clenched her fist and slammed it hard against his shoulder.

"No money? If you had no money, why were you so generous when you divided the family property yesterday!"

She gritted her teeth, forcing the words out of her throat.

"They gave all the houses and land to that girl, Shen Cuifen!"

She had originally hoped to gain some benefits from the division of the family property.

As a result, the son, Lu Jianguo, acted like a hands-off manager, handing over all the family's wealth to others.

How could she possibly swallow this insult?

At this moment, Lu Fuhua had just finished feeding Lu Qiming noodles.

A few strands of uneaten noodles were still stuck to the bottom of the bowl, and the soup was sloshing around.

But the moment he stepped across the threshold, Yang Juanhua's words, "you little bitch," clearly reached his ears.

He stopped in his tracks, his eyes widening suddenly.

He heard every single word of what was said.

He went from being clueless to cunning, and turned around to shout outside.

"Mom! My grandma called you a little bitch!"

"You little bitch! She called you a little bitch!"

He shouted and jumped up and down, as if afraid the people outside wouldn't hear him.

Lu Jianguo and Yang Juanhua's faces turned completely pale in an instant.

"You little brat! What are you yelling about!"

Yang Juanhua avoided eye contact with Lu Fuhua.

"When did I ever say that!"

Lu Jianguo was also furious and glared at Lu Fuhua, cursing loudly.

"I should have stuffed you into a crack in the wall back then!"

"You damn brat, you just love causing trouble! You can't stand a day without courting disaster, can you?"

Despite his harsh words, he could only slump in his chair and stare blankly.

"You clearly insulted me, but you won't admit it!"

Lu Fuhua retorted, sticking his neck out.

"Hehehe... Just wait and see what my uncle tells you!"

After saying that, he put down the bowl and ran away.

Er Gouzi is still waiting for him at the door to go to school together!

As soon as he ran out the door, the Shen family members walked into the kitchen with stern faces.

Song Qiaoying walked at the front, followed by Shen Xuelin, Shen Cuifen, and Shen Lao Er.

Song Qiaoying and Shen Xuelin exchanged a glance.

Finally, Song Qiaoying spoke first.

"Lu Jianguo, Yang Juanhua, don't push your luck!"

"Are you itching for a beating?"

Lu Jianguo and his mother instinctively shrank back.

"You actually believe that brat's nonsense?"

Lu Jianguo stubbornly tried to refute.

Shen Cuifen stepped forward and poked his face with her finger.

"Lu Jianguo, watch your mouth!"

"Now that the three children are with me, I will sever all ties with you from now on."

"If you dare lay a hand on me or say another word, I'll skin you alive!"

From now on, she will only protect the children she truly loves.

She saw how wronged those two children had been since they were little, and it pained her deeply.

But what about others?

She stopped caring about any of them.

Lu Jianguo pursed his lips, his throat bobbed, wanting to curse but not daring to.

They wanted to fight but couldn't win, so in the end they could only swallow their anger.

In the end, he didn't dare to say anything back.

I just hoped they would leave quickly so I could get something to eat.

Seeing her son too timid to utter a sound, Yang Juanhua, emboldened by some unknown source, took a small step forward.

"Since you've put it this way, and we have nothing to do with my son anymore, then at least we should divide the family money!"

I've had these words in my heart for a long time, and I finally said them today.

Since we've already crossed the line, what's there to be afraid of?

She didn't know whether Shen Cuifen and Lu Jianguo had any money.

Even if you're poor, you should still have some savings, right?

She was an old lady who had a few dollars hidden in her pocket.

She refused to believe that the couple was penniless.

Besides, Lu Jianguo was dressed neatly, and the soles of his shoes weren't worn out, so he was obviously not short of money.

We talked about everything last night, but we didn't mention money at all.

The more she thought about it, the more something seemed off... Shen Cuifen was trying to take it all for herself!

At that time, everyone talked about dividing the family property, who would get custody of the children, and how the house would be divided; they talked about everything.

But nobody mentioned money.

This is very unusual. What kind of normal family would separate their assets without dividing the money?

Someone must have made up their mind to secretly pocket the money.

Don't even think about it!

That's absolutely impossible!

Yang Juanhua has lived most of her life; what storms hasn't she weathered?