Su Jianguo grabbed his son by the collar and pulled him up, then kicked him twice in the groin.

He deliberately targeted the thickest parts of the flesh, making Su Mingfu sweat profusely from the pain without actually injuring his bones.

"Master!"

Wang Xiulan panicked and quickly stepped forward to stop her.

"Stop hitting him, the child knows he was wrong..."

Su Jianguo then stopped.

"Kneel up straight!"

Su Jianguo shouted sternly.

Su Mingfu immediately endured the pain and knelt down in the corner again.

Su Jianguo turned and put his arm around his wife's trembling shoulders, his voice immediately softening.

"Calm down and tell me what happened."

Su Yufen stood at the door, looking at her third brother's disheveled appearance, and suddenly remembered the conversation last night. Guilt surged up like a tide.

She should have told her father sooner.

Wang Xiulan wiped away her tears, her voice choked with sobs.

"That young widow is quite cunning. First, she borrowed salt and returned it, then she got Mingfu to help her move things, and before long, they were hooking up. You didn't see it, her neckline was so low, she was deliberately pressing herself against Mingfu..."

After listening to his wife's story, Su Jianguo frowned.

"Mom! Xiaomei isn't that kind of person!"

Su Mingfu, kneeling in the corner, immediately retorted, his face turning bright red.

"She just asked me to help move a cabinet, how can you think of her like that?"

"Shut up!"

Su Jianguo shouted sharply, which made Su Mingfu shrink back in fright.

"It's none of your business to interrupt your mother!"

Wang Xiulan was so angry that she was trembling, and Su Jianguo quickly helped her up.

"Yufen, help your mother back to her room to rest. I'll handle this."

After Wang Xiulan was helped away, Su Jianguo walked up to his son and looked down at his good-for-nothing son.

Su Jianguo understood what his wife had just described.

He had seen this kind of thing before.

Those prostitutes from the Eight Great Hutongs have lost their jobs.

Many people have used this method to eventually find honest people to take over their assets and live a good life.

It's normal that my third son, who's still unmarried and a grown man, can't resist other people's temptations.

Su Mingfu had been kneeling on the washboard for more than two hours, his knees were already bruised and purple, but he still stubbornly held his head high.

"Get up."

Su Jianguo suddenly said.

Su Mingfu was stunned, unable to believe his ears.

"dad?"

"I told you to get up."

Su Jianguo pulled up a chair and sat down.

"Kneeling won't solve the problem."

Su Mingfu hesitated as he stood up, a piercing pain shooting through his knees. He staggered before regaining his balance.

Su Jianguo pointed to the stool opposite him.

"sit."

The room fell silent for a moment.

Su Jianguo slowly took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep drag. Amidst the swirling smoke, he scrutinized his third son.

"You really like that widow?"

Su Jianguo got straight to the point.

Su Mingfu's face flushed red, and he quickly tried to defend himself.

"N-nothing like that..."

"to be honest!"

Su Jianguo slammed his fist on the table.

"A real man doesn't dare to do something but not take responsibility for it?"

Startled by the shout, Su Mingfu trembled and finally lowered his head, admitting it.

"Yes... I like Sister Xiaomei."

"Why?"

Su Jianguo's question was straightforward.

This question left Su Mingfu speechless.

Why do I like Xiaomei?

His mind immediately conjured up Xiaomei's watery eyes, the slightly upturned corners of her eyes, and the dimples that appeared and disappeared when she spoke...

And that fleeting glimpse of her graceful figure under the moonlight last night.

"She...she's very gentle, and she's good to me..."

Su Mingfu stammered.

"And she's raising the child alone, and she also has to take care of her mother-in-law. It's so difficult for her..."

Su Jianguo sneered.

"That's all?"

Feeling guilty under his father's sharp gaze, Su Mingfu unconsciously lowered his head.

He dared not tell his father that he had spied on Xiaomei taking a bath the night before, and he dared not admit that his mind was filled with those erotic images.

"Dad, Xiaomei really isn't the kind of person Mom described."

Su Mingfu attempted to defend himself.

"She's just..."

"Alright."

Su Jianguo waved his hand to interrupt him.

Given the current state of his third son, forcibly stopping him would definitely be useless.

After thinking about it, Su Jianguo decided that it would be better to do the opposite and go straight for the strength method.

"Since you like her, let's go and propose marriage."

"What?"

Su Mingfu looked up abruptly, unable to believe his ears.

Su Jianguo exhaled a smoke ring, his expression calm.

"A man should marry when he comes of age. Since you like her, let's follow the rules and have her married properly."

Su Mingfu's heart suddenly raced, and a surge of heat rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

Propose marriage? Marry Xiaomei?

The idea both excited and terrified him.

He never imagined things would turn out this way; his father didn't object at all.

"but."

Su Jianguo then changed the subject.

There's something I need to clarify first.

Su Mingfu looked at his father nervously.

"You know our family's current situation."

Su Jianguo flicked his cigarette ash.

"The greenhouse project has just been launched, and your older sister wants to open a tofu shop; everything costs money. If you want to get married, there's the bride price, the wedding banquet, the new house—all of these cost money."

Su Mingfu's excitement immediately diminished by half.

"so."

Su Jianguo looked directly into his son's eyes.

I'll give you two choices.

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