Lu Defu took off his other shoe, panting.

Lu Wujiu stood in front of Su Jiaoniang, staring at Lu Defu and Old Zhu.

Having served as regent for so long, how could he not distinguish whether a person's words are true or false?

One family, two conflicting opinions—his background is truly fascinating.

Lu Wujiu stood tall and imposing, blocking Su Jiaoniang's path.

Lu Defu couldn't bring himself to put the shoe down. He was furious and wanted to vent his anger, and he had even lost his rationality. But deep in his bones was his fear of scholars and officials.

He remembered his eldest grandson saying that the man surnamed Gu was a Jinshi (a successful candidate in the highest imperial examinations), and that he was the son of an official…

How could a farmer like him dare to lay a hand on an official?

Lu Wujiu flicked Lu Defu's wrist with his finger, and the dirty, smelly shoe fell to the ground. Lu Wujiu then kicked the shoe, and it flew into Lu Congrong's face.

Su Jiaoniang poked her head out from behind Lu Wujiu. She nudged the man in front of her, not wanting him to get involved in this messy and ridiculous affair.

He forced his way out from behind Lu Wujiu and looked at the furious Lu Defu: "What do you plan to do? Why don't we go to the magistrate right now and tell him the details of how you got Wujiu?"

"Nonsense!" Lu Defu uttered, trembling with anger.

Su Jiaoniang smiled and said, "Don't say that. Why would I, a woman, be so determined to move out of the Lu family? Back when my Wujiu passed away, you two old folks were secretly talking in the middle of the night, thinking no one heard you..."

Su Jiaoniang had a very clear understanding of people's psychology. A secret cannot be hidden forever; keeping it in one's heart will make one sick, and there will always be a place to vent.

She had already suspected that Lu Wujiu was not her biological son.

We must seize this opportunity to make a complete break with the Lu family.

Otherwise, if she were harassed by the Lu family twice every three days, she wouldn't have the energy to deal with it.

Generally speaking, people who are hiding secrets will mutter a few words to themselves in the middle of the night.

The original owner had never heard of it. She was just trying to bluff. When something is too illogical, she uses illogical methods to test it.

If she can't figure it out, then she can't figure it out; she doesn't lose anything.

"You, you vile woman, you were eavesdropping! Silver, two hundred taels of silver to give you back your child, or else..." Lu Defu tore off his mask and uttered the vicious words.

"The child? Is this the child?" Zhao Han leaped over from outside, carrying Lu Futu.

Fu Tu limped toward Su Jiao Niang.

Changsheng leaned against Zhao Han's back, not wanting to move.

It was because of him again. He was too exhausted to run, even though his younger brother Futu had already run away. He had to go back to save him.

This happens once or twice!

Changsheng felt he didn't deserve to live.