Su Qingyu heard Su Chengye say that they only valued filial piety and not material possessions. She found it amusing. Isn't filial piety in the Su family measured by these things?
"Since my father wants to compete, then let's do it."
"From childhood to adulthood, my mother has taken care of me wholeheartedly without any slacking off."
"Where's my father? He has several illegitimate sons and daughters, and he's even raising other people's children. He cares more about other people's children than his own."
Su Qingyu was referring to Cheng Rujin and Su Yuanche, a sibling relationship that had been a thorn in Su Chengye's heart. No one in the Su family dared to mention it now, and only Su Qingyu could speak so bluntly.
Su Chengye's expression suddenly changed. "What nonsense are you talking about? That's all in the past."
Su Qingyu sneered in her heart. What happened to the past? Did she have to let it go just because it was over?
In her previous life, she was imprisoned in the Su family's inner house for three days and was killed by Cheng Ruijin and Shen Zhao. Cheng Ruijin also raised a child in the Su family for more than two years.
All of these things were the result of Su Chengye's connivance.
She hated Cheng Rujin and Shen Zhao, as well as her father and grandmother. The pain of betrayal by one's family was far deeper than the pain inflicted by others.
Su Qingyu ignored Su Chengye's change of expression and continued speaking.
"My food, clothing, and daily expenses since I was a child were all earned by my mother working hard outside. Even my dowry was paid for by my mother and my maternal grandparents."
"My mother hired a teacher for me. She taught me to read, play the piano, recite poetry and paint. Later, she also taught me how to manage the household and keep accounts."
"I want to ask, father, what have you ever done for me? And why should you compare yourself with my mother?"
Su Qingyu's questioning, word by word, made Su Chengye's expression change again and again.
He thought he had a lot to say to refute Su Qingyu, but when he was about to open his mouth, he couldn't say a word.
As far as he could remember, he didn't spend much time with his daughter, especially since Su Qingyu grew up with the old man, so it was not his turn to teach her.
The few times I've been with my daughter that have left the deepest impression on me were in the past year, when the two of us were at loggerheads.
Of course, he didn't think he was wrong. He just thought his daughter was too aggressive and disrespectful to her parents.
"Enough. I'm saying that you treat me and your mother differently. What nonsense are you talking about?" Su Chengye slammed the table next to him, obviously a little angry and embarrassed.
Su Qingyu stood up. "It was Father who wanted to compare. Didn't I learn this from you? You're comparing what my mother and I have received, why don't you compare who is more devoted to their daughter?"
Before leaving, Su Qingyu stopped and spoke again.
"Everyone, even family members, has give and take. Mother gave a lot, so I give a lot in return. Father didn't give that much, so don't ask me to do that. I've already given a lot with this carload of New Year gifts."
"It's like planting crops. If you don't weed or water them, then in the fall you'll complain about a poor harvest. Isn't that unreasonable?"
After she finished speaking, she walked out without waiting for anyone in the Su family to react.
After leaving Songhe Hall, Su Qingyu went to Qingyin Garden to meet the third wife, Mrs. Hai.
When I entered the room, Hai was sitting under the window doing needlework, apparently making knee pads.
Seeing Su Qingyu coming, she put down the things in her hands and stood up to welcome Su Qingyu in.
After greeting and sitting down, Su Qingyu took out a stack of banknotes from her bosom and stuffed it into Hai's hand.
"Aunt, here are three thousand taels of silver. New Year's expenses are high, so take it, Aunt."
Hai was a gentle person, came from a noble family, and attached great importance to rules and etiquette.
He quickly refused, "How can this be? I can't ask you for money anymore. You have been giving us a lot of money in the past six months."
Su Qingyu stuffed the banknotes that Hai had pushed over to her into her hands again.
"Don't be polite to me, Third Aunt. I'm married now, so I should be filial to my Third Uncle and Third Aunt."
"Third Uncle is often helpless in the mansion. Not only does the mansion not help him, but it also takes his salary. If Third Aunt has some money to rely on, it can also help prevent my younger brothers and sisters from suffering."
Hai's eyes immediately turned red. Su Qingyu's words had hit the nail on the head. She could bear being bullied, but she couldn't bear to see her children being wronged.
For the past six months, all the family money has been given to the Marquis's Mansion. With the New Year just around the corner, my daughter hasn't even had a new headdress made. Her New Year's clothes were made by the mansion, and the material was much worse than what she usually wore.
Su Chengxun was born out of wedlock and was not favored, so the betrothal gifts were small. Her Hai family was noble and had only a good reputation, so the dowry was naturally not large.
The family of four has lived in Suzhou for so many years, and she has been frugal and has saved some money.
But after just over half a year back in Beijing, the market had already hit rock bottom.
Whenever Su Chengxun talked about this, he felt guilty and sorry for his wife. Hai couldn't bear to see him busy with official duties and worrying about the family. So, he kept silent about any grievances he had suffered.
Unexpectedly, her niece saw through all of this and gave her money again and again.
After Su Qingyu got married, she would return to the Marquis' Mansion to give gifts on every festival, and she gave the most subsidies to the third room, both openly and secretly.
Hai was touched but also felt embarrassed. Su Qingyu was a junior, yet she still cared about them.
Su Qingyu knew that although Hai was gentle in nature, she was influenced by the Hai family's family tradition and was proud.
She then took her hand and said sincerely, "Aunt, please don't be so formal with me. This isn't really a subsidy. It's my filial piety to Uncle and Aunt."
"When I have a child in the future, Aunt San, please remember to make some gold jewelry and new clothes for me. I will definitely not refuse then."
Hai's eyes became even redder.
Su Qingyu thought that once she had a child, her third uncle and aunt would have a better life.
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