Chapter 20: If he can still move, we can't count on him; if he can't move, we can count on him even less.



Meng Shuyun was speechless and then laughed in exasperation, pointing with her carrying pole at the three men, father and sons, who were gathered together.

"This house is mine, when did it become yours!"

"Did you get my permission? You barged into my house, didn't come back for days, and blatantly ravaged it like this. What's the difference between this and robbery?"

Looking at the four people locked in a stalemate, Su Xiuju initially thought her mother was just joking about getting a divorce, but she didn't expect it to be true.

Moreover, judging from the current situation, they intend to kick her two older brothers and father out as well.

Su Xiangyang retorted, "Mom, we've lived in this house for so many years, how can it not be our home! We're living here just fine, and we have a share in this house."

Su Xiangbei chimed in, "Even if you divorce Dad, won't it be the two of us brothers who take care of you in your old age? The house will eventually belong to both of us. Mom, what are you making a fuss about? Aren't you afraid of becoming a laughing stock? How can you live like this?"

The two brothers took turns criticizing Meng Shuyun, their eyes filled with dissatisfaction.

"I'm not old enough to be immobile yet and you're already eyeing my house. When I really become immobile, what will I be able to rely on but you two ungrateful wretches?"

Those gossipy old women, holding their rice bowls, pointed and commented on the Su family's courtyard, thoroughly enjoying the spectacle.

"Sister Meng, you really divorced Brother Su?"

Are you now disowning even your own son?

"If you keep going like this, who will take care of you in your old age? You might starve to death and no one will even know."

"Exactly! How can someone not even acknowledge their own son? After you pass away, who will collect your body?"

Hearing that someone was speaking up for them, Su Xiangbei and Su Xiangyang straightened their backs and looked at Meng Shuyun with a righteous air.

Su Xiangbei: "Mother, did you hear that? If it weren't for us, there would be no one to collect your body later."

Su Xiangyang: "If you leave, there won't even be anyone to break the pot. The house will be given to us in the future anyway, so what's the difference between that and giving it to us now?"

“This house is ours. What’s wrong with us living in our own home? You have no right to kick us out. If anyone should leave, it’s you. If you keep acting like this, we’ll never talk to you again.”

The two brothers were fearless, knowing that their mother would be frightened when she heard that no one would take care of her in her old age, and would soften her heart and give them the house.

They couldn't accept being suddenly evicted from the house they had lived in for so many years.

Meng Shuyun stood at the gate, holding a carrying pole in one hand and a kitchen knife in the other, her eyes fierce: "Did you instigate this trouble at my house?"

I'm still alive and he's already eyeing my house!

"You've ruined so much of my stuff. If you don't pay me two hundred yuan today, none of you three are leaving this yard."

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