"You little bitch, get out here and give me those bags of grain!"
"Husband, hurry up and move the grain, don't let those two outsiders benefit from it."
Lu Sen, who was sitting at the dining table drinking tea, was so startled by the familiar voice that he immediately jumped up from his stool.
Oh no! The gate to the yard wasn't closed.
"Zhili, Yanshu, take Wanwan back to her room quickly and don't let her come out."
Lu Sen never expected that Old Lady Lu would come to cause trouble so soon; he had only been back for about an hour.
It's almost dark and she still wants to come. Does she not feel comfortable unless she completely wreaks havoc on his house?
He had Lu Zhili and Lu Yanshu bring An Wan into the inner room because he didn't want her to run into Old Madam Lu so soon. If they met, Old Madam Lu would beat her to death.
He knew all too well the old lady Lu's preference for sons over daughters. His third brother Lu Miao's wife had given birth to eight daughters, but only six of them survived. One of them was drowned in a chamber pot by the old lady Lu.
There's another one left in the mountains, its fate unknown.
Yunping stood there stunned, at a loss for what to do, her face turning deathly pale.
She was most afraid of this old lady Lu, who would come to her door every few days to cause trouble, making her suffer terribly.
Thankfully, my husband is home today, so it's easier to deal with Grandma Lu.
Otherwise, the consequences will be severe.
Old Mrs. Lu used to only come to her husband's house when he wasn't home, taking advantage of her vulnerability and always using her mother-in-law's authority to suppress her.
"Huh? Oh." Lu Yanshu put down his cup, glanced at An Wan, but didn't reach out to pull her.
Instead, she asked Lu Zhili to take her hand.
But before they could leave the living room and hide in the bedroom, the people outside had already rushed into the living room doorway.
"Daxin, hurry up and get the food from the kitchen! That's ours! We'll make dumplings for you tomorrow."
The first person to run into the house was Old Mrs. Lu, whose fierce and aggressive manner frightened Lu Sen.
"Mom, what are you doing? Why are you moving my grain? Didn't we just give you your retirement money last month? It's not time for this month yet."
He wasn't foolish enough to be blindly filial, and he knew that Old Lady Lu wasn't worth his sincere feelings.
He only pays her a dozen or so yuan a month for her retirement expenses; he is unwilling to give anything else, such as filial piety, sincerity, and thoughtfulness.
"Pah! That grain is mine! I want it and I want it! Da Sen, give it to me now! I heard that the Public Security Bureau gave that little brat a few bags of rice and flour. Da Sen, don't even think about keeping it all for yourself! Why should she eat such good food? Only I can eat that."
Grandma Lu gritted her teeth, her face turning red and black with anger, her triangular eyes glaring fiercely at Lu Sen, who had defied her.
She disliked her second son at all; he only talked back to her, and not only was he not sweet-talking, he also didn't know how to coax or accommodate her.
Moreover, he has always had a lot of strong opinions since childhood, which always makes her furious.
What a debt collector!
I should have given birth to a piece of barbecued pork instead.
A dozen minutes earlier, someone came to her house and told her that they had seen Lu Sen carrying several bags of rice and flour back to the village.
She even asked if it was meant to be a gift to her, her mother.
Pooh!
She waited and waited, but it never came.
That damned target practice devil, how dare he not offer her rice and flour as tribute?
So she had no choice but to go to their house to take the grain back.
White flour is such a good thing, does that little bastard of unknown origin deserve to eat it?
"Da Sen, don't talk back! You've made Mother so angry. Apologize now! And tell your wife to bring out the grain. Do you want me, the eldest brother, to do it? Are you trying to kill me with work?"
"Hurry up! Lu Sen, what are you dawdling for! We're still waiting to cook dinner. If your mother gets hungry, you'll be an unfilial son, a rebellious son! It would be better to give birth to a piece of char siu than to give birth to you."
Seeing that the time was right, Lu Xin immediately gave Lu Sen a thorough dressing-down.
But he didn't listen to Grandma Lu's advice to go to the kitchen to find food. Instead, he helped her up and then instructed his wife, Li Xiufang, to do things in the kitchen.
Yunping did not rush over to stop Li Xiufang, because she had already put the food in the room and even locked the door.
Unless Li Xiufang dares to break down the door, it's impossible for her to steal the grain.
Apart from a few bowls, chopsticks, oil, salt, and other household items, there wasn't even a single green vegetable in the kitchen.
She had long been accustomed to hiding the grain.
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