Seeing that the situation was getting out of control, Su Xiuju stepped forward, tugged at Meng Shuyun's sleeve, and whispered.
"Mother, with so many people watching, why don't we go inside and talk?"
Meng Shuyun shoved Su Xiuju into the room and stuffed two large sacks into her hands: "Pack up those two ingrates' stuff and give it to me in a bit."
Su Xiuju, her face full of worry, said, "But Mother, my father..."
"Don't worry about him, he's an ingrate too, just keep him around for now."
Meng Shuyun knew exactly what Su Xiuju was worried about; the current situation wasn't much worse than in her previous life.
Hmph, you want to take over her house? Dream on!
When the three of them saw Meng Shuyun come out of the room, they all assumed that she had given in.
Su Xiangbei took a step forward and said insincerely, "Mother, we didn't mean to cause trouble for you. Look, my wife is about to give birth, and you suddenly won't let us go home and even kicked us out. We had no choice."
Su Xiangyang crossed his arms, snorted coldly, and turned his head away, clearly still angry.
"She's such a good mother to me. She actually sent her own son to the police station and then ran off somewhere to fool around. She hasn't been home for more than ten days."
"She's such a good mother, she doesn't even care whether her own son lives or dies."
"You brought back a money-losing daughter and expect her to support you in your old age?"
In the end, she'll still get married. Did you really think I could take care of you for the rest of your life?
"In the end, won't this house still end up in the hands of outsiders?"
"You're really willing to let outsiders benefit from this." Su Xiangyang's words infuriated Meng Shuyun.
She never imagined that her youngest son could say such outrageous things.
Is this really his son, with such a harsh and sarcastic demeanor?
He's completely different from the filial and sweet-talking person he used to be. Is this his true nature?
Meng Shuyun went up and slapped Su Xiangyang twice, then hit him on the back of the knee with the carrying pole in her hand.
With a thud, Su Xiangyang knelt on the ground, his face filled with humiliation, yet he held back his cries.
"Su Xiangyang, even if I have to go out and beg for food, I won't accept a heartless bastard like you as my son."
"Look at you, are you even speaking human language? I truly regret giving birth to a bastard like you. I'd rather give the whole house to my daughter, letting outsiders profit, than let you, you ungrateful wretch, benefit from it!"
Meng Shuyun's words were harsh and fierce, and the carrying pole struck Su Xiangyang's thin back again and again.
“From today onwards, I am no longer your mother. If you dare to barge into my house without my permission again, I won’t be as easy to talk to as I am today.”
Su Xiangbei looked at Su Xiangyang's miserable state; the carrying pole had really hit him, and just hearing the sound made him feel the pain.
His face twitched. He thought to himself, "With her mother's attitude, asking for the house is like asking for her life. It seems like it's not going to work out."
But you still need some money, right?
"Mother, please stop hitting her."
Su Xiangbei didn't dare to step forward, but stood two meters away and advised, "If you hurt yourself, you won't have money to see a doctor, and you'll have to pay for it yourself."
"You're no better than me! You're also trying to steal my house!"
Seeing that Su Xiangyang remained silent, Meng Shuyun immediately shifted her attention to Su Xiangbei's face.
He has an honest-looking face, but his eyes are full of calculation. He always encourages Su Xiangyang, who is brainless, to rush to the front, while he picks up the scraps from behind.
Meng Shuyun is now the fairest, treating everyone equally, and relentlessly pursuing Su Xiangbei.
Su Xiangbei's face turned ugly. He scurried around the yard, trying to avoid her, and didn't forget to argue back, "Mother, you can't treat me like this! Xiaoxue is carrying your precious grandson! Don't you want to hold your grandson?"
Mentioning this grandson only made Meng Shuyun angrier.
That brat was spoiled and acted recklessly.
They would beat and scold her, their own grandmother, at the drop of a hat, and I always gave in to them, yet I still got a reputation as a bad grandmother. And the couple would still blame me for not taking good care of the child.
She'd rather not have a grandson like that; let whoever wants him have him.
“That’s not my grandson, and he doesn’t have my surname.” Her words immediately choked Su Xiangbei, leaving him speechless.
After recovering, Su Dahai, panting heavily, pointed at Meng Shuyun and cursed, "Meng Shuyun, they are your sons whom you have raised for decades. For this house, you don't even recognize your own sons anymore."
You're really heartless.
Do you really think your good daughter will take care of you in your old age? All your heartfelt devotion is just like raising a money-losing child for someone else's family.
In the end, they all have to get married and leave. Don't beg my son to come back and take care of you in your old age.
Rather than giving this house away cheaply to outsiders, if you were to allocate it to them now, I could help persuade them to give it to you.
"I might give you a meal sometime in the future."
That's truly shameless; how could you even say that?
Su Xiuju stood at the door carrying two large sacks, and her heart sank when she heard her father say those words.
These days, every household is like this. But when you hear it with your own ears, it makes your throat feel sore. What's wrong with a girl? She does just as much work as a boy.
Mother is right, all three of them are ungrateful wretches and not worth her tears.
"Mom, I will definitely take care of you in your old age." Her voice was not loud, but she spoke with great determination.
Meng Shuyun trembled, turned around to look at Su Xiuju behind her carrying two large sacks, and her eyes instantly welled up with tears. She took one sack with one hand and threw it out the door.
"From now on, you bunch of ungrateful wretches don't need to worry about my affairs. If you have so much free time, stop trying to take my house."
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