Upon hearing these words, Wang Chunmei, who was not very bright and easily influenced, immediately became excited and shouted:
“My nephew sees things clearly. No one would believe me if I told them. They all say my husband is filial, but only I know the bitterness behind it. My husband is not on the same page as me. He listens to his mother in everything. If his mother says that a pile of dog poop is edible, he would even try it…”
Ray Lui listened with a long face as his wife complained and berated him.
"That's not true at all."
"My mother raised us siblings with great difficulty. She's getting old, so why don't you give in to her?"
"As a daughter-in-law, you should be filial to your mother-in-law and listen to her. My mother said that when she served her grandmother, she always knelt down."
Whenever Wang Chunmei heard these words, her anger would flare up.
She reached out and slapped Ray Lui on the head.
"Then you and your mother should both die..."
Suddenly, Wen Qiao realized that she didn't need to get involved in the Lu family's affairs. Old Mrs. Lu didn't have many years left to live, and Wang Chunmei was already being driven almost insane by Lu Liangwei.
Watching the two people chasing and fighting, shouting and cursing at each other in the yard.
Old Mrs. Lü, who was already unsteady on her feet, raised her cane to hit Wang Chunmei.
Wang Chunmei was not one to suffer a loss. She reached out, grabbed Old Lady Lü's cane, and threw it onto the chicken coop. Old Lady Lü lost her balance and fell to the ground.
He immediately started cursing loudly.
The entire Lü family is a joke.
It was a joke that even Lu Yazhi would laugh at, but as she laughed, she felt a deep sadness.
Before her father died, did he ever think about marrying a virtuous wife?
In her memory, Lü Yazhi's father was a good father to his children, but she had very few memories of him and could not recall them.
But she knew that if her father hadn't died so young, their family wouldn't be in this situation.
The Lü family was ruined by Old Lady Lü.
Lu Yazhi glanced at Wen Qiao and said softly, "Xiao Qiao, let's go. Even if they cause trouble all the way to the north of the city, they won't be able to make a fuss."
Wen Qiao hummed in agreement.
"Mom, is this kind of family you still have any hope for? I know you may have thought that if you come back and she apologizes to you, crying and saying she was wrong, you would soften and forgive her, right?"
Lu Yazhi said, "They didn't do that, did they? And I have no obligation to forgive them."
“Xiao Qiao, I only feel hatred for them. Do you know why? After your father died, she sent your uncle to find me, trying to force me to remarry. I even suspect that Wang Dayong may have conspired with her.”
“I was too weak and incompetent back then. When your father passed away, I panicked. On top of that, they kept withholding your father’s pension. I really didn’t know what to do.”
"I've lived the first half of my life foolishly and confusedly. Now I've finally woken up, and I won't do those stupid things again."
As Wen Qiao was preparing to leave with her mother, she called out to Wang Chunmei.
He whispered a few words in her ear.
Then Wen Qiao took out fifty yuan and gave it to her.
“If Auntie manages to get this done, you will still get the benefits. I’m the kind of person who helps those in the family, not those in the family. You’re someone from the Lü family who has no ill intentions towards my mother, so we don’t need to argue with you.”
"There's one more thing. I don't like this grandmother. We're on the same page, which is why I'm willing to cooperate with you. If you're willing, we can cooperate. If not, then forget it. Consider this money as a waste of your time."
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