Wang Yingqiu was extremely unhappy.

It must have been instigated by that poor country bumpkin, Jiang Xuan.

There were only four of them, two adults and two children, and they were allocated such a big house, yet they were still not satisfied. They even wanted to move two broken tables over there.

Look at that poor, shabby appearance.

Wang Yingqiu sneered inwardly, but outwardly maintained her image as a sensible person, "Well, it's good to move there, then we won't have to waste money anymore."

At this moment, the young soldier went back into the house, and soon came out carrying the wardrobe.

Wang Yingqiu's expression was a little unpleasant. Wasn't the plan to move a table? Why do we have to move a wardrobe too?

Yesterday, she told Lu Pei'an about letting Lu Xiaomei move into the Diandian Fanxing room, but the cowardly and incompetent man made Tingting move in instead.

Now even the wardrobe is being moved, where is Tingting going to put her clothes?

"Wait a minute," Wang Yingqiu put down the basket, "was the wardrobe also ordered to be moved by Platoon Leader Lu?"

The two soldiers exchanged glances and nodded, saying, "Yes, Platoon Leader Lu asked us to move two sets of children's tables and chairs, and a wardrobe."

At this moment, Lu Xiaomei came out of the kitchen carrying a stack of beautiful new bowls and chopsticks.

Jiang Xuan was carrying a large bag, with the handle of a pot sticking out of the bag.

"Comrades, please hurry up and move it, we still need to go shopping later."

Wang Yingqiu suppressed her anger and said gently, "Little sister, what are you doing with the bowls and chopsticks at home?"

Lu Xiaomei said coldly, "This new set of bowls and chopsticks was a gift from the military region to my brother, you don't need to worry about it."

Wang Yingqiu's expression changed. "You're still young and don't understand things, so I won't hold it against you. These bowls and chopsticks have been in our house for so many years, how can you just move them like that? Besides, our family needs these things too."

“You need to buy them yourself; these things originally belonged to my brother.”

Lu Rongde and Lu Pei'an were not home, and Wang Yingqiu didn't want to pretend anymore.

She frowned and said, "Little sister, I know you've always had a prejudice against me, but don't forget, I'm also the master of this house."

"Of course I'm happy that your brother is getting married, but I can't let you do whatever you want and take all of the Lu family's things away."

Lu Xiaomei: "What do you want?"

"You can move the table and chairs for Dian Dian and Fan Xing, but if you want to move anything else, we'll talk about it when your dad comes back."

The two soldiers were in a dilemma.

Lu Xiaomei sneered and said to the soldiers, "Comrades, you can continue moving your things. If there's still room for the sewing machines, please make another trip."

"Then let's move the tables, chairs, and wardrobes over first. This is what Platoon Leader Lu instructed." The two soldiers took the keys from Jiang Xuan and left.

Wang Yingqiu walked over and closed the door tightly, her eyes wide with disbelief. "Lu Xiaomei, are you crazy? You still want to move the sewing machine?"

"Why can't I move my mom's things?"

"Are you kidding me? When your father married me, he promised to keep this sewing machine for me. But I've been taking care of your whole family all these years and haven't had a chance to use it. Do you think you can just do whatever you want with it?"

"Are you kidding me? You believe my dad when he just said it casually? This is my mom's dowry, how can you use it?"

Wang Yingqiu blushed all the way to the back of her neck, so angry that she couldn't speak for a long time.

Why isn't Lu Pei'an here yet? Come and see how your good daughter is bullying me!

Wang Yingqiu glanced at Jiang Xuan, who remained silent, and then vented her anger on her.

“Jiang Xuan, I thought you were a sensible person who had read a few books, but I didn’t expect you to instigate your little sister to do such a thing.”

“A few pieces of furniture aren’t worth much. If you want them, I’ll give them to you. But how could you sneak around and move them out while I wasn’t home? What’s the difference between that and stealing?”

The two of them were arguing, and Jiang Xuan thought they should wait for Lu Shengye to come back before discussing it further, but when she heard Wang Yingqiu say that, she got angry too.

"Aunt Wang, you're being too rude. What do you mean by stealing? The tables, chairs, and wardrobes were all bought by Sheng Ye for Diandian and Fanxing. Now that Diandian and Fanxing are moving to the tenement, isn't it reasonable to move their things there?"

Wang Yingqiu was stunned for a moment. She looked so gentle and weak, but she didn't expect her to dare to talk to her like that.

Before she could speak, Jiang Xuan continued, "The sewing machine was Aunt Hu's dowry, her personal premarital property. Now that she's gone, let's consider the sentiment that the sewing machine should be left to my younger sister, right?"

"Let's look at it from a legal perspective. Uncle Lu, Sheng Ye, Xiao Mei, and Grandpa and Grandma are all the first heirs to Aunt Hu's estate, and each of them can get one-fifth. To put it bluntly, think about it, among these people, do you think anyone other than Uncle Lu would be willing to give you his one-fifth?"

Wang Yingqiu blushed, both anxious and angry. "You're just being unreasonable. What do you mean by one-fifth, and that even grandparents should share? I've lived half my life and I've never heard of anything so ridiculous."

Jiang Xuan smiled faintly, "Just because you haven't seen it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. You also think it's ridiculous to try to divide it through legal means, right? Because most people have a sense of shame and are embarrassed to compete with their stepchildren for someone else's mother's dowry."

Wang Yingqiu trembled with rage, pointing at Jiang Xuan and yelling, "You, Jiang Xuan, I really underestimated you. Didn't you want this sewing machine too? What right do you have to call me shameless?"

Lu Xiaomei said coldly, "Are you kidding me? It's me, my brother, my grandfather, my maternal grandparents, and I who all want to give it to her."

"Your maternal grandparents? They're here?"

"What does it matter whether they come or not? You don't think they want to give it to you, do you?" Lu Xiaomei said irritably.

Jiang Xuan continued, "As for this set of bowls and chopsticks, it's an honor for Sheng Ye. There's nothing wrong with us taking it to our new home, is there?"

Lu Xiaomei said irritably, "Xuanxuan, don't waste your breath on her. Grandpa already said you should move over, so just move."

Wang Yingqiu felt uncomfortable all over. She held her waist and said, "To put it bluntly, your grandfather is getting old, and it's normal for him to talk nonsense occasionally. The key is for young people to be clear-headed."

Wang Yingqiu gave Lu Xiaomei a meaningful look, "Don't get impulsive and forget your own name."

“I’ve been married into the Lu family for almost ten years, and I’ve always treated Xiaoye and Xiaomei like my own children. But you siblings have really broken my heart.”

As she spoke, Wang Yingqiu choked up, her eyes reddened, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Lu Xiaomei shouted irritably, "My dad isn't here, who are you trying to fool with your pitiful act?"

The door slammed shut, and Lu Pei'an returned with a gloomy face.

He said in a deep voice, "Little Sister Lu, what are you shouting for? Are you afraid others won't hear you?"

Upon seeing that a powerful backer had arrived, Wang Yingqiu's tears flowed like beads from a broken string.