Before Gu Jinghong could say anything, Chen Shuyun came out of the room with a quilt under one arm.

Su Ying quickly stood up to answer it.

"Mom, I'll clean up later. Your hands are not convenient, so sit down and rest."

Chen Shuyun looked at her daughter and son-in-law and felt relieved.

But she couldn't help thinking of Su Jianshe. Originally, their family should have been harmonious, but she was a country woman and was not worthy of Su Jianshe.

"Yingying, have you heard about your dad's situation?"

Su Ying frowned and asked deliberately.

"What's that? I haven't heard anything."

Chen Shuyun pulled her to sit down and sighed.

"I heard he was demoted from his position as factory director and is now working as a clerk in the textile mill. I think he was even fined."

Su Ying and Gu Jinghong looked at each other and asked Chen Shuyun.

"Mom, how do you know all this?"

Chen Shuyun lowered her head and her eyes subconsciously avoided.

"You... no, I met your dad outside and he said a few words."

Su Ying's face darkened.

"Meet him? Mom, did he come to see you? To ask you for money?"

"no……"

Chen Shuyun hurried over.

"He didn't ask for money. He said he wanted to borrow it. The textile factory wanted to fine him, and he couldn't come up with the money, so he wanted to borrow some from me."

"Mom, where can you lend him the money?"

Su Ying was getting a little anxious. She really didn't expect that Su Jianshe could be so shameless. He kicked them away when he was in glory, and now that he was down and out, he had the nerve to come and borrow money.

Seeing that Su Ying was angry, Chen Shuyun hurriedly explained.

"Yingying, don't worry. Mom knows. You said before that we have nothing to do with him anymore. Mom didn't lend him much. I just... gave him twenty yuan. He didn't even have enough money to buy tobacco. He looked quite pitiful."

Although twenty yuan is not a lot, Su Ying felt that it was not worth giving it to someone like Su Jianshe.

Chen Shuyun pulled her hand.

"Yingying, he's still your dad no matter what. Didn't he give us thirty yuan when we came to Jiangcheng? This time, I gave him twenty. It's just that his job isn't doing well right now. He said that if he can't keep his job, he probably won't be able to make a living."

Su Ying's face looked very unhappy and she spoke in a cold voice.

"Whether he can survive or not has nothing to do with us. We just need to live our own lives well."

After saying that, he stood up and made the bed, not intending to continue chatting with Chen Shuyun.

Chen Shuyun still didn't give up and sat there muttering to herself.

"Yingying, no matter what, he's still your father. He's raised you for so many years. Besides, even if he's a stranger, he's dying. We'll help him if we can, right?"

Su Ying paused.

"Mom, how can we help? You're just a stall owner, and I'm just a doctor in a hospital. I couldn't do anything when you got beaten up today. How can we help him?"

Chen Shuyun was speechless because of her.

He stood up and went to the inner room to get the mattress.

Gu Jinghong pushed the wheelchair to Su Ying and shook her hand.

"People like Su Jianshe shouldn't be too prominent. Their character is too bad, and they will inevitably fall. It's better for them to live a simple life from the beginning."

Su Ying took a deep breath. She felt very uncomfortable. Her tone might have been a little harsh when she spoke to Chen Shuyun just now.