No matter what, I'm going to fix this door today!

"They came back yesterday. Now they all live with Su Dahai. I don't know anything else."

Su Xiulan was silent for a moment, then looked up and asked, "Mother, shouldn't we take Xiangnan to see a doctor about his leg? Just in case it can be cured. If we delay too long, it might make things worse."

Meng Shuyun looked at Su Xiulan. This child, like Xiuju, was also concerned about treating Xiang Nan's leg. How come she had never noticed before that the bond between the siblings was so deep?

"Why do you insist on treating his leg?" Meng Shuyun asked, full of doubt.

"Huh?" Su Xiulan was taken aback by the question. What reason was needed?

"Xiang Nan... he looks so pitiful. He can't move his legs. If he could be cured, he wouldn't have to spend his days in a wheelchair, and his life would be much easier. In the future..."

Su Xiulan talked on and on, every word of which was for Su Xiangnan's future.

"What will you do if he doesn't know how to be grateful in the future?" Meng Shuyun asked abruptly.

“No, Xiang Nan isn’t that kind of person. He’s different from Xiang Bei and Xiang Yang; he wouldn’t do such a thing,” Su Xiulan said, somewhat agitated.

She couldn't help but recall the day she got married, when Su Xiangnan secretly slipped her ten yuan.

Unlike Su Xiangbei and Su Xiangyang, who only knew how to ask for money, he would visit her every time he came to see his relatives, bringing small gifts.

Meng Shuyun nodded slightly, "Yes, do as you please, I won't interfere. If you want to help him, then go ahead. It's not good for the door to be broken, I'll go find someone to fix it right away. Just let me know if anything happens."

After saying that, Meng Shuyun left the room without looking back.

Su Xiulan felt empty inside, and wondered to herself: Is Mother angry?

Meng Shuyun cleaned up the dead chickens in the coop, and dared not use the water in the water tank anymore, so she filled it with water again.

He lit a fire to cook noodles, added some greens, and placed two fried eggs on top before serving it to Su Xiulan.

Afterwards, I washed the diapers of the two little ones, took the chicken coop outside to throw it away, and went to find a carpenter to fix the door.

Su Xiangbei and Jiang Xue returned from outside, followed by an elderly man who looked like a traditional Chinese medicine doctor.

Jiang Xue glanced at the chicken coop in Meng Shuyun's hand and felt a surge of schadenfreude: What a karmic retribution! All the perfectly healthy chickens are dead!

They wouldn't let her eat, and now no one can get any.

She whispered something to Su Xiangbei and followed behind Meng Shuyun, and sure enough, she saw her throw the chicken into the bamboo grove.

Jiang Xue thought to herself, there's nothing wrong with this chicken, it's fine if she doesn't want it, she can take it back and eat it herself.

Meng Shuyun was in a bad mood and walked in a hurry, not noticing Jiang Xue following behind her.

Upon arriving at the carpenter's house, after explaining the situation, I took my tools and headed home.

Passing by the village chief's house, the village chief's wife, Zhang Laidi, took Meng Shuyun's hand and asked curiously, "Sister-in-law Meng, I just saw Jiang Xue carrying several chickens back home. Has her family become rich? Buying so many chickens all at once?"

"Just now? The chicken you brought back, is it dead or alive?" Meng Shuyun asked, frowning.

"It's motionless, probably dead. It looks a lot like your chicken."

Meng Shuyun gave a perfunctory reply and turned back to the bamboo grove.

The chicken coop was empty; Jiang Xue, that opportunist, must have taken all the chickens inside.

Meng Shuyun hurried home. Before she even reached Jiang Xue's yard, she could smell a strong aroma of chicken wafting from afar.

Stepping into the kitchen, I saw Jiang Xue holding a spatula, with chicken stewing in the pot, and she was currently chewing on a piece of chicken head to taste it.

When Jiang Xue saw that it was Meng Shuyun, she said in a strange tone, "Oh, Mother, what brings you here? Did you come here because you smelled the aroma of my stewed chicken and wanted to ask for some food?"

She felt smug, thinking that since the chicken was already stewing, even if it belonged to Meng Shuyun's family, she had no proof.

"Where did this chicken come from?" Meng Shuyun asked coldly, reaching out to snatch the spatula from Jiang Xue's hand.

"This is mine... I found it, so what? You have no shame, trying to snatch it!"

"Did you pick it up from the bamboo grove? You dare to cook and eat a chicken you just found? You're really courting death. Even if I threw it away, it's not your turn to eat it. Give me the spatula!"

Jiang Xue, a pregnant woman, was no match for Meng Shuyun, and in her anxiety, she kept calling for Su Xiangbei to help.

Su Xiangbei was discussing the details with the old Chinese medicine doctor, waiting for Su Xiangnan to return.

Su Xiangnan's leg is broken and he's disappeared without a trace.

He didn't even say goodbye before leaving, but that's fine, it gives him more time to prepare, as long as he comes back soon...

Su Xiangbei came to the kitchen and saw Meng Shuyun scooping chicken from the pot with a spatula. He asked, "Mom, what are you doing?"

"If you want some, I'll give you a bowl, but if you want to take it all, no way!"

"The chicken is mine, I can do whatever I want with it. Get out of the way, a good dog doesn't block the way!" Meng Shuyun said coldly.

Jiang Xue, her face dark, also blocked the way.

"What do you mean, 'your chicken'? I found this. What proof do you have that it's yours? I think you're just jealous because you can't stand seeing us doing well. You're unhappy with your own life, and you want to drag Xiang Bei down with you. How can you be such a vicious mother-in-law!"

Since the family split up, Su Xiangbei hasn't had any meat, and Jiang Xue is stingy, so she can't bear to buy meat, let alone chicken.

The aroma of chicken in the pot made my mouth water and my saliva flow uncontrollably.

"This chicken is stewing in my pot. You've gone too far. Put the chicken down, and I'll give you a bowl, and we'll call it even. Otherwise, don't blame your son for being unfilial." Su Xiangbei's eyes flashed with malice.

Just then, a commotion came from the courtyard; Su Dahai and Su Xiangnan had returned.

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