Mother Lu wiped her tears, feeling aggrieved. Just as she was about to speak, Lu Qikai shouted angrily, "Didn't I just say a few extra words to you? Why are you making such a big deal out of it?"

Lu's mother calmed down a lot. She almost told Lu Qikai about his mistress.

She was angry that Lu Qikai actually kept a woman, but she still knew what was more important.

If this matter were really made public, the embarrassment would be the least of the problems, but Lu Qikai would be found to have problems with his work style and might be criticized and educated.

By then, forget about promotion. At best, you can still stay in the system, but in serious cases, you may be demoted.

Mother Lu swallowed her saliva. She was not stupid and quickly figured out what was going on.

She sniffed: "It's not a big deal. I asked him to wash the dishes, but he didn't. He didn't even mop the floor. How can I possibly finish everything for such a family..."

Geng Mei seemed to have not expected that it was because of these trivial family matters. She was a little speechless and held back her words: "Hey, their men are busy with a lot of things at work, and it's just after the Chinese New Year. We are standing behind them, so we should try to be more understanding..."

Mother Lu nodded: "I was just angry for a moment and couldn't help it."

Geng Mei thought she was upset about what happened two days ago and advised, "Don't dwell on that anymore. I've already told them in the compound not to spread such nonsense."

The political commissar didn't expect that Lu Qikai, a grown man, would have such a quarrel with his wife because of this.

But since he was already here, he definitely had to say something. With a stern face, he turned to Lu Qikai and said, "Old Lu, you're the same. How much effort does it take to wash dishes and mop the floor? You've been bossing people around at work for so long that you've forgotten this is your own home."

Lu Qikai looked like he was being taught a lesson: "Okay, Political Commissar, I understand."

Things did not develop as Su Yuhe had imagined, but she was not surprised by the current result.

If Lu's mother really said it without caring about the consequences, that would be unlike her.

Since Su Yuhe had anticipated the direction of this matter, she naturally made preparations for both scenarios. She sent the photos anonymously to the unit's disciplinary management office.

…

When Lu's mother came back, she went to Lu Qikai to question him. Lu Jianrong and Lu Mingyue thought it was just an ordinary quarrel, so they didn't say anything and just let them quarrel.

Until the political commissar came over, Lu Jianrong and his sister were unable to get a word in and acted as if they were invisible.

When everyone dispersed, only the family of four was left.

Lu Mingyue muttered, "Such a noise, so embarrassing. Should I even go out tomorrow?"

Mother Lu glared at Lu Mingyue: "Shut up, you only care about your face, don't you care about mine?"

She poked her face and got angry at Lu Mingyue for the first time.

Lu Mingyue was spoiled, and her mother yelling at her like that would only make her feel more suffocated. She yelled back, "Why are you yelling at me? I'm not trying to embarrass you!"

Regarding the photo, Lu's mother only showed it to Lu Qikai. She was too embarrassed to tell her two children about their father's scandal.

She could only keep it in her heart and found that she had no one to talk to. Even the children she raised wholeheartedly did not think about her, but instead selfishly thought about their own face first.

For the first time, Lu's mother felt like a failure.

No.

This is the second time.

The first time she saw the photo, she felt like she was struck by lightning and her ears started ringing.

She picked up the thermos on the table and smashed it against the TV.

With a bang.

The TV didn't break, but the screen was black.

Lu Mingyue looked unhappy, but she didn't dare to speak out and argue with Lu's mother.

Lu's mother ran back to the room.

Lu Jianrong then spoke: "Dad, what is Mom making a fuss about?"

He didn't believe that someone would quarrel over not washing the dishes or mopping the floor. When his mother came back from buying groceries, she didn't even go into the kitchen and called Lu Qikai directly into the room.

Within two minutes, I heard a noise.

Then his father came out, wearing a coat, and seemed to be about to go out, but his crying mother chased him out, dragged him, and pulled him, and the noise became louder and louder...

There were several finger marks on Lu Qikai's face, which were scratched by his mother.

He wiped it off and looked at Lu Jianrong uncomfortably: "It's not a big deal, your mother is just making trouble! It will be fine in two days. Have you bought your ticket?"

…

"I haven't bought one yet," Su Yuhe said cheerfully, begging Su Zeming, "Dad, please buy me a sleeper berth."

"You don't have to tell me. I didn't think about it before the New Year, and you didn't tell me. If I knew you were taking a sleeper, I would have helped you change to a sleeper no matter what."

Su Yuhe blinked: "I just thought you were busy, and I didn't expect the hard seat to be so uncomfortable."

Su Zeming was helpless. His daughter had never traveled far, so of course she didn't know how uncomfortable a hard seat was.

While Tan Lan went to the kitchen, Su Yuhe told Su Zeming about the photo.

Su Zeming frowned: "In the future, just tell me about this kind of thing. Lu Qikai is a treacherous man. If he knows it was you who did it, he might do something to you."

"I'm very careful not to let him find out."

Su Zeming put down the teacup and said, "I haven't talked to you for a long time. How about it? Now you can tell Dad why you came to hate the Lu family so much after going to the countryside?"

"They are not good people," Su Yuhe pursed her lips, "Dad, I'm not afraid that you think I'm vicious. If I hadn't wanted to go back to the countryside, I really want to see their end with my own eyes."

Su Zeming sighed and didn't have the heart to tell Su Yuhe some things, but looking at his daughter's expression.

He continued, "Although we are now strictly cracking down on work style issues, Yuhe, you may not know that the workplace is like a network, and everyone has their own connections. It's unlikely that you can wipe out the Lu family with just this one photo."

Su Yuhe frowned.

Su Zeming picked up the teacup again: "You don't have to think about it anymore. I know you want to do something. Just wait and see."

Su Yuhe called out "Dad" in a low voice.

"Why are you acting like that?" Su Zeming smiled. "You're my only daughter, so why should I always stand on your side? If anything happens in the countryside, remember to find dad first."

Su Yuhe nodded.

After Lu's mother calmed down, she went to the kitchen to make herself something to eat, then returned to her room, changed her clothes, and lay down to sleep.

Mr. and Mrs. Lu Qikai sat in the living room, listening to the sounds from the kitchen, thinking that their mother was cooking for them.

As a result, until his stomach growled, he didn't hear Lu's mother calling him to eat.

Lu Qikai said to Lu Mingyue, "Mingyue, go see why your mother takes so long to cook."

Lu Mingyue was not very happy, but went anyway.

In less than two minutes, he came running back: "Dad, Mom hasn't cooked yet, the pot is cold!"

Lu Jianrong: "Wasn't there a sound just now?"

Lu Mingyue shook her head: "Who knows, Dad, what should we eat? How about you take us to eat Quanjude Roast Duck?"