Father Lu was dazed after the fall, but was startled awake by the word "last instruction". He asked in panic, "What was your grandfather's last instruction?"

The old man was definitely up to no good. Father Lu quickly got up. He had to escape, otherwise his life would be in danger.

Lu Chen stretched out his hand and pulled the man back, pressing him to the ground, and said in a cold voice: "Grandpa left me this instruction. I will execute the family law on his behalf. I will whip you thirty times and clean up the Lu family!"

"Xiao Chen, I am your father. Do you want to commit treason? Will the heavens strike you down?"

Father Lu cried out in his dying struggle. He would surely die after thirty lashes. It was true that he should not have come back.

This hillside has never been so lively before. A lot of people gathered around. When they heard the number of thirty lashes and then looked at the shiny black whip, they all gasped. They thought, after these thirty lashes, they would probably not survive, right?

The old woman also came, and she was so scared that she kept calling her husband, but Lu's father was too busy to take care of her. He kept saying that it was a great rebellion and the god would strike him down, and hoped that Lu Chen could give up this damn idea.

"Before Grandpa died, I swore to do it for him, otherwise I would be struck by lightning and die a miserable death!"

Lu Chen raised the whip. In fact, the old man didn't say thirty lashes. He just asked him to whip a few hard ones and didn't ask him to swear. He just couldn't bear to see the old man happy, so he whipped him thirty times and made him unable to get out of bed and suffer for a few days, otherwise he would not be able to get rid of the frustration he had felt over the years.

"Xiao Chen, you can't... oh..."

After a whip came down, Father Lu screamed in pain, and the hillside was filled with his screams. Although he was wearing thick clothes, Lu Chen was very strong, and after a few whips, his down jacket was torn. Duck feathers were flying all over the sky, like snow.

The people around were all gasping in shock, this guy really didn't hold back.

The son beating his father is a big wonder in Fucheng.

But everyone thinks that Lu Chen is not wrong. Anyone who has a father like Father Lu would be unlucky for eight lifetimes. Lu Chen has lived a very hard life over the years. And according to the teachings of Grandpa Lu, Father Lu has to bear it.

After being whipped ten times, Father Lu had no strength to scream, and his back was covered in blood. The old woman was heartbroken and cried and begged, but Lu Chen ignored her and still raised the whip mercilessly, but the force was much lighter.

After thirty lashes, Father Lu lay on the ground dying, covered with bruises, looking like he was about to die. The old woman threw herself on him and cried. Jiang Hanyan curled her lips. This weird couple must be locked up and not let them harm other people.

Lu Chen knelt on the ground, kowtowed three times, and said solemnly: "Grandpa, I have completed your legacy, and I have also paid off the debt my father owed me."

Father Lu, who was pretending to be dead on the ground, snorted, "Dad, your son is going to be beaten to death by your grandson. He will go down to see you soon."

"If you want to see grandpa, tell me earlier. I'll take you to see him now."

Lu Chen picked up the whip and pretended to hit him, which scared Lu's father so much that his head tilted and he really fainted this time. Lu Chen held the man under his armpit like a dog and strode down the mountain.

Soon, the news of Lu Chen whipping his father spread throughout Fucheng. It eventually turned into a story that Lu Chen broke his father's four legs with his own hands, paralyzing him. Lu's father couldn't take care of himself. The story was told so vividly that it seemed as if it were real.

Mr. Lu was not paralyzed, but he could not get out of bed. Lu Chen gave the old woman one thousand yuan and asked her to take care of him at home. The old woman had lost her house and money in Yangcheng, and she no longer disliked this small place, Fucheng.

"From now on, you will live in Fucheng and are not allowed to go anywhere. If you dare to go out to cheat, gamble, or deceive again, I will send you to see my grandfather!" Lu Chen warned.

Father Lu, who was lying on the bed, felt very painful, but he didn't dare to open his eyes. He got a headache when he saw his rebellious son.

"If I don't go out to earn money, what will I eat and drink?" Father Lu protested in a low voice. He didn't want to live in this big place. It was boring at all.

"I'll give you one thousand dollars a month."

"Not enough. I have a lot of expenses. I need at least 5,000 a month..."

Under Lu Chen's cold eyes, Father Lu's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally he had to compromise: "Okay, okay, just one thousand."

If you spend frugally with a thousand dollars, you can get by.

Lu Chen drove the two men to the house where Doudou lived. He tidied up his and Jiang Hanyan's rooms and changed the bedding. Even if he returned to Shanghai in the future, he would not let his father live there. His scumbag father was only worthy of living in a small room.

The next day, Bai Haitang came to the door. Jiang Hanyan was not surprised at all. Lu Chen made such a big noise yesterday, and this woman must have heard it.

However, to her surprise, Bai Haitang had aged a lot and looked haggard. Although she was still a beautiful woman, she was not as pretty as she was a few months ago.

Moreover, the clothes Bai Haitang was wearing were obviously old. Given her personality, she didn't even buy new clothes for the New Year. It was obvious that she was really short of money and must not have had a good life these days.

Bai Haitang looked at the old woman who opened the door and frowned, with disgust clearly written on her face. She thought her ex-husband was so successful that he actually found such an old woman who could become his mother.

"I'm looking for Xiaochen, I'm his mother." Bai Haitang said righteously.

The old woman glanced at her and curled her lips in disdain. She looked down on Bai Haitang. A woman who didn't even care about her own son was really a piece of shit.

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If she hadn't had too many abortions and damaged her body, she would have given birth to several children by now. She loves children so much, but unfortunately she can't.

"Your mother is looking for you."

The old woman twisted her body as she walked into the room to report. Now she was very respectful to Lu Chen. People in her line of work could best face reality. Whoever paid was the boss and must be respected.

Lu Chen walked out of the yard and saw the haggard Bai Haitang. Her expression didn't change much, but Bai Haitang's eyes turned red and she wiped away her tears. Thinking of the bitterness and grievances of these days, she cried more and more sadly, and her tears couldn't stop flowing.

"I'll leave if you cry again!" Lu Chen was impatient.

"Xiao Chen, I'm your mother, why do you treat me like this?" Bai Haitang felt even more wronged. Everyone bullied her, even her own son bullied her. What was the point of her living? "Have you ever raised Lu Chen? You only gave birth to him but didn't raise him. You are worse than a dog. How dare you say you are a mother?" Jiang Hanyan was not polite. Seeing that Bai Haitang was still crying, she said impatiently, "If you don't say anything, leave!"

Bai Haitang had no choice but to wipe her tears and whispered, "Xiaochen, your uncle Tang is very ill, can you let your wife take a look at him?"

Within two months of Tang Zhihua going to the countryside to teach, he got sick with all kinds of strange diseases. He went to the county hospital for a check-up but nothing was wrong with him. When the disease broke out, he rolled over in pain and his complexion got worse day by day. All the money in the family was gone, so he had no choice but to come to Jiang Hanyan.

"She's not available."

Lu Chen flatly refused, wishing that Tang Zhihua would die.

Bai Haitang started crying again and wanted to persuade him again, but Lu Chen said coldly, "Tang Zhihua has his own son, let Tang Xuehai take care of him."

"I don't know where Xuehai has gone, and I can't get through on the phone. Xiaochen, your uncle Tang is really seriously ill. Can you please help him?"

Bai Haitang gritted her teeth and suddenly knelt down. Lu Chen jumped to the side with an ugly look on his face.