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

Chapter 107

Chen Weijun comforted him, "You're just all talk and no action. When has my brother ever made us suffer? Just bear with it for a few days, and then we'll make a big request. How will he have the nerve to refuse?"

He gestured with his chin toward his two sons, and Fang Rong immediately fell silent.

Yes, and there's also my son's job.

He's been eating, drinking, and living at their house for free. When it's time for him to leave, they can just ask his older brother to help his two nephews find jobs.

His older brother is a junior manager at the machine factory and also a master craftsman. If there's any news about the factory hiring, they can find out in advance. Even if all else fails, they can find temporary workers.

Most importantly, his older brother wouldn't dare ask them for money for this job, so it's like getting a free job—a worthwhile deal.

"Then, shall I buy some meat tonight?" Fang Rong's eyes lit up.

Chen Weijun shook his head. "Are you stupid? We just pretended to be poor. We'll just eat a little less these few days to let him know how hard our family is doing. Why waste money like this?"

Fang Rong immediately agreed with him, "Yes, why waste the money?"

Lying in bed, Old Chen felt a pang of sadness when he realized that his younger brother wasn't inarticulate, but rather genuinely unfriendly towards him.

He always felt that he had taken good care of his younger brothers, but he had only stayed for one night, just one night! They were secretly eating good food behind his back, while he was given only sweet potato soup, which was just watery soup with hardly any sweet potatoes.

What angers me most is that all the good things in their house were given to them by him in the past.

Because of those things, Old Mrs. Xia had argued with him several times in the past few years, but he never listened and even said that she wanted to sever ties with her family.

What's wrong with giving subsidies to brothers? They came from the same mother. Does getting married mean you forget about your brothers?

Old Chen wasn't that kind of person; he always valued loyalty and righteousness. Unlike Xia Yue'e, who cut ties completely with her family.

If his side also loses contact, what if something happens in the future and no one can help their family?

Besides, why should brothers bother with these things?

These were the words Old Chen said when he used to argue with Old Lady Xia, but now he thinks Old Lady Xia is right.

Judging from their behavior, even if he gives them more, he still can't count on those he can't rely on.

He only stayed one night... half a night, and they treated him like that. If something happens to his family in the future, they might just stay far away from him.

Heartbroken and regretful, Old Chen wanted to wipe away tears. All his good things were better off being fed to the dogs.

Thinking of this, he couldn't stay in bed any longer, so he got up and opened the door a crack to peek inside.

If they're eating something good, he absolutely has to get some too.

On Grandma Xia's side, she put the basin of dirty clothes on her eldest son's head, along with the diaper that was soaked with his son's excrement and urine, and threw it on his head.

"Ah, Mom, are you crazy?!" Chen Xiangdong jumped up as he pulled the basin and clothes off his head.

"Wenying is pregnant and changing the baby's clothes inside. What's wrong with you helping us wash them? Which grandmother doesn't lend a hand to her grandson? How come you can't even get someone to wash some clothes?"

“That’s your grandson, your own grandson.”

"Do you think it's easy for Wenying and me? We have to go to work and take care of Baoyuan. We don't get to sleep well at night. And you still ask us to take turns doing housework. How many hands do we have to do so much?"

"Now that you've driven Dad away, are you going to drive us away too?"

"If I had known you would turn out like this, I would have been better off becoming a live-in son-in-law of the Zhu family!"

He was a little guilty before he said these words, but when he touched his son's excrement, he lost his composure and started blaming him like a machine gun.

He felt that his mother, as Baoyuan's grandmother, not only couldn't help at all, but now she didn't even do any housework, leaving everything to her children to do in turns.