Li Songlan smiled and nodded, "You kid, you encountered this right after coming back. I'm sorry to make you laugh."

Ji Ling's family is powerful in the capital, and Ji Ling herself works in the Finance Department. She is busy currying favor with them, so Li Songlan dare not show any displeasure to her.

The atmosphere in the room was not very good. Ji Jianhua followed Ji Yong into the room. He knew that Ji Yong was unable to open his mouth, so he told him what happened today in a few words.

Old Madam Ji followed behind and defended herself, "You beasts, you didn't come back during the New Year, so I went over there, but you didn't let me eat at home and drove me away, all because of the adopted child. Why should I let you eat? I'd be sorry if I didn't overturn the table."

"Mom, you went home and made a lot of noise and trouble. I told you that the whole family would be back the next day after Xiaoling and her husband arrived home, but you didn't listen and kept scolding Xiaoling for being adopted. Was it wrong for me to ask you to come back?" Ji Yong asked.

"Ji Yong, don't talk about this to me here. Just talk about whether you are going to drive that adopted child away. Our Ji family doesn't raise other people's children. We let her occupy the name of the Ji family for more than 20 years. Now that she has risen to a high position and is living a good life, why is she still clinging to the Ji family? Isn't it just for your business and the factory opened by Jianhua?" Old Mrs. Ji talked about Ji Yong's business every other sentence.

Ji Yong's face was tense. "Mom, I said Xiaoling is our child. She is a child of the Ji family."

"Look, old man, you've kept it a secret from us for so long, and now you refuse to admit it in front of us." Old Mrs. Ji felt that she had caught her eldest son's handle.

Old Man Ji drooped his eyelids and said in a bland voice, "What does it have to do with you? The child is raised by Ji Yong and his wife. Did they ask you for a penny? Did you take care of him? Did you feed him?"

Mrs. Ji was stunned. "Yours is not the child of the Ji family."

"You are confusing the Ji family's bloodline."

"Marrying you is an insult to the Ji family's bloodline." Old man Ji raised his head, his eyes cold, "If you hadn't made such a fuss today, I wouldn't know why you run out every now and then. It seems that you didn't take my words seriously. I told you that we had separated a long time ago and lived our own lives. Don't try to get too involved. What did you do?"

Thinking back on the past year when his youngest son had been out of work and his wife had been so anxious, Old Man Ji had an idea.

"You just said that Xiaoling is eyeing the Ji family's property, so what? That's what Xiaoling deserves, what does it have to do with you? You don't need to worry about it. Even if Xiaoling doesn't want it, you don't get it, and neither does Ping An and Ping Shun."

Old Man Ji's words were heard by Ji Ling and Li Songlan who came in later.

Li Songlan's heart skipped a beat. She hurriedly explained, "Dad, Ji Xin and I didn't know that my mother-in-law went to my eldest brother's place to make trouble. We also didn't think about my eldest brother's property."

Old Man Ji said coldly, "Where's Ji Xin? Go call him over. There's such a big commotion in the room. Is he still lying in the west room pretending to be deaf and dumb?"

Li Songlan's face turned red and she went to the west room to call for help.

Mrs. Ji felt sorry for her youngest son, "Old man, what do you mean?"

"If you don't want to go, then take your things back to your brother's house. I won't stop you."

Old Mrs. Ji's face turned red. She dared not breathe, let alone speak.

For a moment, the room was silent.

Ji Ling hesitated for a moment and walked forward, "Grandpa."

Old Man Ji raised his eyes, a smile welling up in his eyes, "Are you back? I'm sorry to make your partner laugh at you. This is how it is at home, you just have to bear with it."

"Grandpa, what are you talking about? This is how it is in my family. If Zhu Weidong dislikes it, then we can find someone else."

Old man Ji liked to hear this. He also knew that his granddaughter was speaking from the truth, and he felt comforted in his heart. He looked at the old woman with even more disappointment.

"Look at you, you are not even as good as a junior."

Old Lady Ji wanted to say something about the younger generation, but when she met the old man's cold eyes, she was so scared that she held it back.

He awkwardly called Ji Yong "Big Brother" and explained to Old Man Ji, "Dad, I just fell asleep and didn't hear anything."

Old man Ji didn't believe it. He had lost his son's job ever since the factory was bought out. He didn't show it on his face, but he was actually much more gloomy inside.

"Jianhua, your uncle is asleep and you don't know what happened. Tell him what your grandma did and said." Old Man Ji didn't expose his son, but he didn't save his face either.

The smile on Ji Xin’s face froze.

Ji Jianhua opened his mouth obediently and told everything that happened when Old Lady Ji came to their house to cause trouble in the past year.

The relationship between the uncle and nephew was not close to begin with, and this year he had been feeling resentful because of what Old Lady Ji had done. It had been several years since his sister came back, and his grandmother was making a fuss and scolding him, so Ji Jianhua vented all his resentment at this moment.

His eyes were red. What Old Lady Ji had done was enough to make the people present there feel angry.

During this time, Mrs. Ji tried to interrupt several times, but was scared away by Old Man Ji's look.

After Ji Jianhua finished speaking, there was silence in the room for a long time.

Old Man Ji put down the pipe in his hand and said, "Ji Xin, what do you think?"

Ji Xin, who lowered his head to reduce his presence, felt a pang in his heart when his name was called.

He raised his head, a helpless smile already forced out of his face, "Dad, what should I say about this?"

"You can say whatever you want."

Ji Xin was silent for a while, "I don't agree with anything Jianhua said."

Old Man Ji asked, “That’s all?”

"Dad, that's my mom. I'm a son and I know what she did was wrong. What can I say?"

Old Man Ji thought his son was cunning, but he was not too confused. He looked at Ji Ling and said, "Xiaoling, tell me."

Ji Ling smiled, much more generous than Ji Xin, and said when asked, "Grandpa asked me to speak, so I will speak. I dare not call grandma. Grandma does not recognize me as a child of the Ji family. I only speak from the perspective of my parents' child. My grandma has been making a fuss for a year because she doesn't want me to be a child of the Ji family. I am grown up and married. Even if I don't have the surname Ji and am not a child of the Ji family, it won't affect anything, let alone the fact that I am my parents' child. It's better to do as my grandma says, and then she won't make a fuss."

"No." Ji Yong was the first to stand up and object.

Ji Jianhua also disagreed, but he said to Mrs. Ji, "Grandma, Xiaoling just doesn't recognize my parents, and there is no share of my family property for outsiders."

Who are the outsiders referring to?

Naturally, the seasons are peaceful and smooth.

The two brothers were on holiday for the New Year and had no jobs, so they usually only did odd jobs. They didn't like to listen to Li Songlan's nagging at home during the New Year, so they went out to play with their friends after breakfast.

Li Songlan has always been very strong-willed, but her two sons are not as good as the first wife, which has always embarrassed her. Now that Ji Jianhua has expressed his disdain so bluntly, her forehead twitched.

She snorted coldly, "Jianhua, you think too much. Even if your two brothers go out to beg for food, they will avoid your house, and they will not miss your things."