Liu Hongmei scoffed: "Hmph! You think you can fob us off with just a little bit of rice and flour? Honey, look at your second brother, he doesn't care at all how hard it is for you to raise six daughters. Look how thin they've all gotten, what if it affects their growth?"
This time, she'll definitely demand a large sum of money.
As Liu Hongmei spoke, tears welled up in her eyes, and her voice choked with emotion.
Outsiders who don't know the situation might think she was being bullied by Lu Sen's family.
Upon hearing Liu Hongmei's words, An Wan, Yun Ping, and the others felt like vomiting.
Who is this person?
Wanting something and then getting addicted to it?
Besides, what business is it of our family if Lu Miao raises six daughters?
Don't you have seven children to raise in your own family?
When they were poor, Lu Miao never gave them a single grain of rice or flour, nor did he even offer a few words of concern.
When Liu Hongmei meets someone in Lujia Village, she never greets them and turns away as if they were strangers.
Therefore, neither Yunping nor Anwan had a good impression of her.
Especially in the last month or two, Lu Xiaojing brought Lu Xiaoli over asking for this and that, which was entirely at Liu Hongmei's instigation or permission.
Lu Miao was also involved; if he couldn't get money, he wanted things.
Lu Sen's face turned pale; he was ashamed to have Liu Hongmei as his third brother's wife.
Seeing Lu Miao's unwavering agreement, Lu Sen grew even angrier. "Rice and noodles, take it or leave it, or get out!"
Upon hearing this, Lu Xiaojuan picked up Lu Xiaona and pinched her arm hard.
"Waaaaah—" A sharp cry suddenly rang out.
Seeing this, Liu Hongmei cried out, "We are so pitiful! How can that little bit of rice and flour be enough to eat? Is your second uncle trying to starve us to death? My poor children!"
Then Lu Xiaoyue and her sisters also started crying.
The noise was so loud that it attracted the attention of the guests outside the private room, and even the restaurant owner and waiters came in to ask what was going on.
Although Lu Miao didn't cry, she had a bitter face as she told Lu Sen about the hardships of raising her children, how her family was almost out of rice, and how her uncle should take better care of her nieces.
Having no other choice, Lu Sen gave him 500 yuan, along with several bags of rice, flour, cooking oil, and five jin of pork, before Lu Miao agreed to leave with his wife and daughter.
They wouldn't accept even a little less; Liu Hongmei and her daughters cried together.
The restaurant owner was afraid of them and wanted to kick them out.
But since they were Lu Sen's relatives, how could they dare to kick them out?
They had no choice but to offer to waive the bill and urge Lu Sen to quickly take Lu Miao and his family out of the restaurant.
Having lost all face, Lu Sen had no choice but to agree to Lu Miao's demands for 500 yuan, several bags of grain and oil, and five catties of pork in order to leave the restaurant smoothly.
Moreover, Lu Sen paid the fare of several tens of yuan for the small van, which was much more comfortable than taking a passenger bus.
After Lu Miao's family left, An Wan and the Lu family finally breathed a sigh of relief, and their tense nerves finally relaxed.
Back at the rented room, everyone sat on the sofa to rest, their faces flushed from the sun.
"This family are all shameless gluttons, they're always like this, it's so annoying!" Lu Zhili sat on the sofa, panting, as the anger in his chest grew stronger.
I really wanted to snatch the 500 yuan back just now, throw it into the river and let it float away rather than give it to my third uncle's family.
That's like throwing a meat bun to a dog—it's gone forever.
It's a freebie to a bunch of ungrateful wretches.
Lu Chunhe leaned back on the sofa to rest. He had helped carry several bags of grain and oil, and he was exhausted.
It's still three o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun is blazing.
Standing outside in the sun for a while makes you sweat profusely and almost causes heatstroke.
Not to mention he also had to carry several bags of rice and flour.
"What's the use of getting angry? We need to think of a good way to deal with them, otherwise they'll come asking for money and things again next time." Lu Chunhe got angrier and angrier as he thought about it, racking his brains for a way to deal with his third uncle's family.
An Wan nodded in agreement. Each time, she would give him several hundred or a thousand yuan. If he came once a month, it would amount to 12,000 yuan a year.
Who could stand it?
"Second brother, have you thought of a solution?" The Lu family were all scoundrels, thick-skinned, and completely unafraid of losing face.
They'll stop at nothing to get what they want.
Lu Chunhe shook his head: "I haven't thought of anything yet. My parents are too soft-hearted, so even if they had a way, they probably couldn't do it."
Lu Jingming poured several cups of tea for everyone, saying, "If you have any thoughts, speak up. Don't keep them to yourself, lest Mom and Dad think we don't have any ideas."
The fact that they didn't object to Lu Sen giving Lu Miao 500 yuan at the restaurant just now doesn't mean they agreed with or supported his actions.
It's because when they're out in public, children need to give their parents face, and they should only express their opinions and thoughts at home.
Internal strife must be avoided, as it would only provide outsiders with a laughing stock and could even be exploited as a weakness.
Lu Jingxing picked up a cup of tea and drank it in two or three gulps, only then did the anger in his chest subside by half.
"Now my third uncle has given up on everything. Since he hasn't had a son, he's become lazy and just drifting along."
"Is having a son really that important? Does having a second son mean you don't have to work? Don't you have to support your family? Why should having a daughter mean you don't have to work and earn money?"
Lu Yanshu couldn't help but roll his eyes. The country has been promoting gender equality for twenty or thirty years, but the phenomenon of male superiority over females is still very serious.
My third uncle had six daughters. He paid fines three times, which cost him a lot of money. This money was borrowed from his own family and didn't need to be repaid.
If I had borrowed it from someone else, I probably wouldn't have been able to pay it back by now.
Lu Jiayan shook his head. "Everyone wants to have both a son and a daughter and experience what it's like to raise children. It's just that not everyone can see through it. Blindly pursuing things that are destined to be unattainable will only lead to losing more."
Lu Sen lowered his head, not daring to speak.
In particular, he dared not say that his children were as good as his own, because he had both sons and daughters, and as the well-fed man did not know the hunger of the starving man, he could not say that his children were as good as his own.
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