Su Jiaoniang encountered a lone wolf. She gripped the knife tightly in her hand. She was strong, but she lacked control over her body and an understanding of every muscle.

She didn't run away when faced with a lone wolf; a wolf was a good opportunity to hone her skills.

She thrust the dagger into the wolf's eyes, pursed her lips, sweat dripping from her forehead, as the birdsong in the summer night gradually ceased.

The air was thick with the stench of blood.

The dagger in Su Jiaoniang's hand failed to kill the lone wolf. A cold, eerie green light emanated from the wolf's eyes. She could no longer linger; she had to finish the fight quickly. Su Jiaoniang reached out and grabbed the wolf's tail, forcefully shaking it unconscious. She then plunged the dagger into the wolf's vital point, ripping out its bright red heart.

Carrying the bright red heart, he sneaked into the room of Old Madam Zhu in the Lu family and placed the bleeding heart beside Old Madam Zhu's bed.

I don't want child support!

Just give it to her! A fresh, wolfish heart! Is that enough? Isn't this considerate enough? Doesn't it perfectly suit these heartless people?

Su Jiaoniang returned to her courtyard, washed up, and went to sleep peacefully.

The next day, after the storm, the collapsed kitchen and the messy courtyard looked even more desolate after another night of wind and rain.

The little Buddha opened his eyes and saw the mess in the courtyard. He pursed his thin lips. In his dream yesterday, he dreamed of a man who was all-powerful, who could gouge out people's eyes or break their legs without hesitation.

He felt nothing but anger towards Old Zhu.

As things gradually improved, the family even had the money to build a new house. He had already drawn up the yard where he would live in the future and even planned to plant some fruits and vegetables in the yard.

But because of Old Zhu's actions, he lost everything.

The little Buddha puffed up his cheeks in anger.

Looking at the messy yard, I helped tidy it up, gently tapping and pounding the reusable furniture with a small hammer, and the yard slowly returned to its original state as the rain gradually stopped.

A few white mushrooms sprouted in the yard. Little Futu saw Su Jiaoniang picking the mushrooms with a basket. He carefully observed his mother's expression. She didn't seem angry or upset. She was indomitable, just like a stubborn little grass growing in a storm.

At this moment, Xiao Futu felt some resentment towards his father who had died young. Why did he have to die so early? He sacrificed himself and benefited the Lu family. What about his wife and children? The things that happened in his dream were so terrible, so terrible that he, a young boy, had to shoulder the burden of the family.

Even worse, women who should have been protected and who grew up to be beautiful and charming are now burdened with the heavy responsibility of supporting their families alone because they have no men by their side. Who can help them share the burden?

Xiao Futu breathed a sigh of relief. His father was dead, and he had to find a responsible, wealthy, good-looking, and capable man for his mother. Digging into his dreams every night, Xiao Futu finally found a reliable person, his future rival, the future Crown Prince's tutor, and the current Grand Secretary Jun Chaoyang.

That man never married and devoted his life to benefiting the people.

Such a person wouldn't engage in things like having concubines, mistresses, or extramarital affairs that would annoy people.

He has lofty ideals and won't be distracted by romance, which allows his mother to handle business matters on her own. His mother is also a strong person and won't be clingy all the time.

When he grows up, he can help Jun Chaoyang, and then Lao Jun's life should not be as difficult as in his dream.

In his dream, he had a clear understanding of Jun Chaoyang's life trajectory. In the autumn of this year, Jun Chaoyang suddenly came to Lucheng. The reason and the result were unknown. He came and went in a hurry.

In another two months, my future stepfather might appear.

The thought that his nemesis from his dream was going to be his stepfather made Xiao Futu feel a little uncomfortable, but he figured the person he chose was more reliable.

Having figured out his future plans, Xiao Futu's gaze fell on the Lu family's courtyard.

He never considered the Lu family as his own. Now that his own family was being persecuted by Old Zhu, how could the Lu family possibly live in peace? An eye for an eye was inevitable.

He quietly walked to Dr. Liu's house.

They whispered to Dr. Liu, took some medicine from his house, and when no one was looking, put the medicine in the pig feed in the pigsty.

After the morning wind and rain, Old Zhu opened her eyes.

Seeing a red, bleeding heart on the bedside table, she rubbed her eyes and then let out a scream.

The people sleeping in the courtyard were awakened by Old Zhu's howl.

Old Lu, who was sleeping next to him, slowly opened his eyes. After seeing the heart on the bedside table, his eyes twitched a few times, and he writhed like a fish out of water, almost fainting.

"What...what's going on?!" Old Lu trembled.

Old Zhu didn't know what was going on either!

She pulled the blanket over herself and pointed at Wolfheart: "Old man, get up right now and throw this thing out!"

"Go throw it away!" Something had inexplicably appeared on the kang (a heated brick bed), and the door to the room was closed properly, with the bolt not even opened. It all seemed eerie and terrifying. Old Man Lu believed in ghosts and gods and dared not touch such a strange thing.

When Lu Dashan burst in and saw the heart placed on the bedside table, he was so shocked that he almost fainted, and felt that life was hard.

He hardened his heart, and exaggerated, rebellious thoughts surfaced in his mind. With red eyes, he picked up a pillowcase, wrapped the wolf's heart in it, and threw it into the pot in the kitchen.

She took a large fire and boiled it. After it was cooked, she sprinkled some salt on it and stared at Old Zhu with her bright red eyes: "Mother, what are you afraid of? We haven't done anything wrong. This must be someone else's doing, a little fox spirit playing tricks." After saying that, she stuffed the wolf's heart into Old Zhu's hands: "Mother, eat this to nourish your heart!"

Old Zhu stared wide-eyed, thinking that her eldest son had gone mad!

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