She won't clear her name; she'll throw away all the scum.

Chapter 105

If the eldest brother could ask his sister-in-law to give up her job for them, that would be great. What's the point of her being a woman hogging a job? All their children have jobs anyway. Xiang Nan is already married and has a temporary job, and Xiang Bei is still young. There's no rush. It would be better to help them out of their immediate predicament.

As for Chen Xianghong, who had already been sent to the countryside, she was just a young girl who had been sent there.

Thinking about it this way, she felt more confident. This older brother valued his brothers the most.

"Brother, eat first, then go to sleep. Our family is poor, so this is all we can offer you. Please don't mind." Fang Rong kindly handed him a bowl of sweet potato soup.

"Good morning, Uncle."

Old Chen nodded, sipping the already bland sweet potato soup without really tasting it.

"Brother, it was too late last night and we didn't ask. What happened to you?"

"Yes, brother, you scared me to death last night. You just held my hand and said you were suffering. What was wrong with you? Why did you and sister-in-law quarrel?"

"Could it be that your sister-in-law kicked you out?"

Old Chen was stunned and didn't hear what they were saying at all. He quickly finished his bowl.

"I'm not full." Old Chen smacked his lips. He hadn't eaten anything last night, and this morning he only had a bowl of soup with two sweet potatoes in it. Who could be full from that?

Fang Rong was a little embarrassed. "Big brother, I cooked too little. That's all. How about I make you some more?"

She didn't want to do it, so she used a question. She was quite certain her older brother wouldn't let her, after all, he was a man who cared about his reputation. Who would not only visit someone's house in the middle of the night but also brazenly say they hadn't eaten enough? Even the most shameless person wouldn't say that.

Fang Rong waited for Old Chen to say no, then she could sit down and continue eating with peace of mind.

But Old Chen was immersed in his grief, and he didn't care about appearances or anything like that. All he knew was that this was his younger brother's house, the house of the younger brother who had helped them so much, and that they were family.

So Old Chen nodded, "Thank you for your trouble, please add more sweet potatoes."

Fang Rong's face froze.

"Big brother?" Fang Rong was now seriously wondering if there was something wrong with her ears or her brain.

Old Chen looked up and asked, "What's wrong?"

Fang Rong gritted her teeth and said, "It's nothing, I'll make some more, but we don't have many sweet potatoes left at home."

Old Chen frowned. How could this woman be so bad at managing a household? His younger brother was a worker, albeit a low-level one, but he still received a salary. And now, before the end of the month was even over, they couldn't even afford sweet potatoes?

There aren't many people in his family, are there? Look at her, all flashy and gaudy, just like that widow Huang. She probably spends all her money on herself.

However, she is his younger brother's wife. What can he, as the older brother, say? If they really starve to death, he can just sell a few of her own clothes.

Ever since Old Chen was cheated by Widow Huang last time, he's become obsessed with selling clothes.

Fang Rong, her face dark, chopped up some more sweet potatoes and cooked a pot of them. Out of concern for her husband and son, she served a few pieces to Old Chen and then put the rest into his and her son's bowls.

Old Chen slurped down his own food, then reached into his younger brother's bowl, poured the contents into his own, and after finishing that, he grabbed the bowls of his two slower-eating nephews and ate them all in one go.

Fang Rong: I hate them to death but I can't say it. They must have come here to escape famine.

Chen Weijun was stunned when his food was taken away. His brother rarely ate at their house after getting married, but he never expected him to be so... domineering.

Old Chen wiped his mouth; he still wasn't quite full.

But his younger brother's family seemed to be having a really tough time this month, so he was too embarrassed to bring it up again.

His eyes were fixed on Fang Rong's bowl, which startled her so much that she hurriedly started eating, almost burning herself to death.