Su Ruyi glanced at him with disdain.

Su Tong sighed: "We had just walked in the door when Mom hit Ruyi without even asking what happened."

Su Jin frowned upon hearing this: "Mom, Ruyi is so old now, you can't always resort to violence. Even if she's wrong, you should talk to her nicely. Look at you, you even broke the broom, how much pain must Ruyi be in?"

Huh? The sun is rising in the west?

This Su Jin, who always called Guan Yumei "jinx", why did she change her tune?

Something unusual must be going on!

She crossed her arms and decided to let Su Jin sing for a while first.

Guan Yumei also found it strange, glaring at Su Jin: "Boss, have you taken the wrong medicine? This jinx is taking advantage of my illness these past two days, not cooking, just going out and running wild all day long! You saw it yourself!"

Su Jin cleared his throat and said quietly, "Mom, I think you're almost fully recovered today! You're quite energetic when you start cursing!"

"you……"

Guan Yumei was so choked up that she couldn't say a word.

Su Ruyi ignored the group and turned to leave.

Su Jin called out from behind, "Ruyi! Sixth Sister! Wait a minute, I have..."

As expected, he didn't deliver a good blow!

Su Ruyi had already entered the storage room and closed the door.

The next second, she opened the door again, rushed out, and started gagging.

It stinks!

It stinks!

The entire room reeked!

The people standing in the courtyard also smelled the odor and took a few steps back.

Only Su Tong took out a handkerchief, covered his nose, and went into the storeroom to check.

Su Ruyi thought for a moment, then followed her inside and turned on the light.

The lighting was dim, but both of them could see clearly—on Su Ruyi's bed, there was a pile of clothes smeared with runny feces, and the sheets were covered in fecal stains.

Su Ruyi recognized them at a glance as Su Manao's clothes.

She wrapped the bed sheet and clothes together, tied a knot haphazardly, and carried it out.

"Sixth Sister..."

Su Manao stepped forward, looking very aggrieved. "I'm sorry, Sixth Sister, I fell today. I'll have to trouble you to wash these dirty clothes for me—Sixth Sister, please wash them several times! If they still smell after washing, I...I will never refuse to wear them again. You must wash them until there's absolutely no smell left!"