Chapter 22 Taking Advantage of Old Age

In response to Dr. Chen's urging, she scoffed and spat on the ground.

"A man who doesn't even have a dollar and fifty cents? He's a disgrace to the Lu family!"

Her words were sharp and sarcastic.

Lu Weidong's face turned pale and then red as he listened.

He usually values ​​his image the most when he's out in public.

Being mocked to his face for not having money has really hit a nerve.

But Dr. Chen's hand remained firmly outstretched in front of him.

Helpless, Lu Weidong could only mutter to himself as he reached into his pocket and began rummaging around.

It took him a long time to finally pull out a crumpled two-yuan note.

Those were old banknotes with a lathe operator design, stained with sweat and dust.

Dr. Chen took the money, his eyebrows twitching almost imperceptibly.

Then he took out a five-cent coin from a small compartment in his medicine box and handed it directly to Shen Cuifen, who was watching coldly from the side.

Upon seeing this, Lu Weidong's expression instantly turned even more unpleasant.

But he couldn't utter a single word.

Since they were in the wrong, they had no choice but to swallow their anger.

After packing up his medical kit, Dr. Chen looked up at Shen Cuifen beside him and earnestly instructed, "Alright! Cuifen, this wound isn't suitable for heavy work. Rest at home for a few days and don't overwork yourself and cause any lasting health problems."

After saying that, she picked up her medicine box and prepared to leave.

Just when everyone thought the matter was over, Old Lady Zhao interrupted relentlessly.

"Hmph! It's clearly my son who's injured, so why are you showing concern for that Shen Cuifen?"

Dr. Chen rolled his eyes dramatically.

"Didn't I make myself clear? Your son's injuries are slightly less severe than Shen Cuifen's. It's just that he's crying so loudly, it's incredibly annoying. He'll recover in two or three days. What are you babbling about?"

She retorted without hesitation.

But this old lady couldn't be dismissed with just a few words of explanation.

She grabbed Dr. Chen's arm, her voice shrill and loud.

"My son has lost so much blood and you still say he's fine? Are you in cahoots with that Shen Cuifen, trying to kill someone?!"

Faced with such questioning and accusations, even the usually calm and composed Dr. Chen could no longer tolerate it.

She abruptly pulled her arm out of the old woman's hand.

"If you don't believe me, then find a car yourself and take Lu Weidong to the county hospital for a checkup!"

Dr. Chen became more and more excited as he spoke.

"Who would want to harm him! You suspect me like this because you think I'm the kind of person who would stand by and watch someone die?!"

"Auntie, what you're saying is awful! I won't take care of your illness anymore!"

Dr. Chen continued speaking, his face turning extremely pale.

The moment those words were spoken, the air in the room seemed to freeze.

Dr. Chen couldn't help but get angry.

Shen Cuifen was also quite angry at these words and retorted directly, "Why are you talking like you're farting? Who are you calling sinister without any context?"

Her voice rose several decibels.

"Did he eat too much and mess with his brain? Or is something wrong with his nerve?"

She paused, then continued in a more stern tone.

"Everyone in the entire Daqiao Village speaks highly of Dr. Chen! You must have something to hide to be so suspicious of everyone!"

Grandma Zhao was speechless for a long time after the two of them talked to her.

She had a lot more to say in her argument.

As a result, after Shen Cuifen's series of sharp questions, he opened his mouth several times but couldn't utter a single word.

In the end, he could only stand in the corner with his head down, his face full of helplessness.

"Alright! I'm not going to die!"

Lu Weidong interrupted the silence with an impatient look on his face.

His voice betrayed a hint of frustration.

Dr. Chen snorted coldly and turned to leave, his steps heavy as he walked away.

The room suddenly felt much emptier.

Shen Cuifen clapped her hands, sat back in her chair, straightened her clothes, and looked coldly at Lu Weidong.

"You made this mess, so you'll have to clean it up yourself."

"Fu Quan, I'll sleep with you tonight!"

To conceal his unease, Lu Weidong tried his best to remain calm.

He knew that if he didn't find a partner to sleep with...

He would probably toss and turn all night, fearing that Shen Cuifen would suddenly rush into the room and "attack" him in the middle of the night.

Lu Fuquan is usually very thick-skinned.

But when faced with Lu Weidong's request, he showed obvious displeasure on his face.

His lips curled down slightly, a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes, and deep down he was already rolling his eyes.

"I don't believe you really want to sleep with me..."

“I’m not sleeping with you,” Lu Fuquan refused without hesitation. “With the smell of your stinky feet, plus your snoring and farting, who could stand it?!”

He then waved his hand.

"Go sleep with Zhongping."

Lu Weidong was filled with shame and indignation after being spoken to.

He raised his hand, ready to rush over and give them a beating.

As a result, when he exerted force, he aggravated the wound, and he grimaced in pain.

"Ouch!"

He called out in a low voice.

"I won't sleep with you either!"

Before Lu Weidong could even catch his breath, Lu Guilin decisively refused.

After saying that, he immediately turned his back.

Lu Weidong was so provoked by the two brothers that he almost couldn't catch his breath, and his face turned pale and then red in an instant.

"Two ungrateful bastards!"

Then he started complaining again.

"I should have drowned you in a chamber pot when you were little!"

He stood up while complaining.

After seeing her son finally leave, Old Mrs. Zhao quickly tidied up and hurried into her room, afraid that someone would come to cause trouble again.

Shen Cuifen stood in the courtyard, feeling unusually relaxed.

She had suppressed her emotions for a long time, and finally released them completely during the argument just now.

That long-lost feeling of exhilaration made her feel much more relaxed.

After everyone else in the family left, only Shen Cuifen and Lu Xiuwei remained.

At this moment, Lu Xiuwei couldn't help but give Shen Cuifen a thumbs up.

This was the first time in all her years that she had seen her mother so forcefully confront Lu Weidong and his mother, Old Lady Shen.

"Mom, if you had been this assertive a few years earlier, our family wouldn't have been so weak and helpless for so many years!"

Lu Xiuwei was worried about her mother, fearing that she would continue to be bullied by Old Lady Shen.

Unexpectedly, the situation has completely reversed.

She not only stopped worrying, but even developed a sense of admiration for her mother.

At the same time, she wholeheartedly agreed with Shen Cuifen's approach.

Deal with those oppressive elders head-on.

This style, though intense, is extremely effective!

Upon hearing this, Shen Cuifen's lips curled up slightly, and she raised an eyebrow.

He then couldn't help but laugh, and fine lines appeared at the corners of his eyes.

That night was the most peaceful night she had slept in many years.

There were no arguments, no scolding, and no subservience.

The next morning.

Before the sun had even risen, Chen Cuifen got up.

As soon as she stepped into the courtyard, she heard noises coming from the kitchen, with the crisp sound of pots and pans clattering together.

It turns out that Lu Xiuwei had already started preparing.

"Xiuwei, today's meal is just for the two of us."

Shen Cuifen lifted the pot lid, adding firewood as she did so, while giving instructions.