The game starts with escaping from the famine and flipping the table

Old Mrs. Zhao felt disappointed.

Didn't the eldest brother hear that she had been "dizzy" for two days? He asked her why she didn't hear anything? Why didn't she inform the eldest wife?

Ha ha!

I didn't even ask her why this old lady fainted, how she was feeling, whether she was feeling better now, and how she managed to get through the past few days when she was dizzy...

If it was the second child, upon hearing this, the first thing he would do would be to ask a doctor to come over and check on her health, ask her how she had been doing these past few days, whether she was hungry or thirsty, and think about how to prepare food for her...

Old Mrs. Zhao's tears fell unexpectedly, and they kept flowing more and more, and she was sobbing with heartache.

Old Mrs. Zhao covered her heart with her hands, leaned back in her chair and cried uncontrollably.

Su Qingzhu was stunned for a moment, and then he was furious. His mother actually used the trick of crying, making a fuss, and threatening to hang herself on him. It was simply outrageous!

The half-baked Su Qingzhu likes to quibble and pretend to be noble, and he hates shrews who throw tantrums and make trouble the most.

Su Qingzhu has always put himself in the position of head of the family.

After all, a woman should obey her husband when she gets married and obey her son when her husband dies.

This time, seeing my mother treating me like this for the first time, it seriously challenged my dignity as the head of the family, and I was so angry that I felt like a Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven.

"That's enough! Are you listening to me?"

Old Mrs. Zhao looked up blankly at her eldest son, who was glaring with vicious eyes.

The eldest son in front of me overlaps with the one in my dream...

This is the true face of the eldest son.

Old Mrs. Zhao's tears fell even more violently.

This is the eldest son whom she protects, pampers and favors. She is the one who exploits the second son's family and still wants to protect, pamper and favor her eldest son. Is she blind?

Seeing that his mother was crying even harder, Su Qingzhu was so angry that he kicked a chair and turned around and walked out.

There's nothing to be learned from his mother.

Su Xiaofei glanced at Old Lady Zhao with disdain. Don't think that she didn't see the disappointment and regret in Old Lady Zhao's eyes. She was just regretting seeing the second house become prosperous.

Pooh!

It's too late to regret now.

Su Xiaofei followed her father out. Zhao Chunhua looked at her aunt who was crying, then looked at the father and daughter who had walked out, stamped her feet, and followed Su Qingzhu and his daughter out.

A woman must obey her husband after marriage, and Zhao Chunhua will rely on her man for the rest of her life.

Old Mrs. Zhao cried so hard, but she could still see clearly the actions of the eldest brother and his family of three, and her heart sank. This was so similar to the scene of being abandoned on the road to escape famine.

Su Xiaofei caught up with Su Qingzhu, and after thinking about it, she decided to remind him. After all, the key point now was to find a way to get the money from the second house.

"Dad! I think grandma is regretting now. She probably wants to be with Uncle..."

"What second uncle? That ungrateful bastard, I don't know how much money he has hidden."

"Yes, I feel that grandma is unreliable now. We have to find out for ourselves."

Su Qingzhu thought her daughter was right.

That’s right, the whole village is on the side of the second brother’s family, so it’s not easy to find out.

"Dad, I think we should stay in the village for a few days and slowly ask around. The adults are tight-lipped, and what about the children? We can always get the truth out of the children."

Su Qingzhu thought about it and realized that it was true. The second son would need at least two or three hundred taels to build such a big house. He felt distressed when he thought about it, because all of this was his money.

Su Qingzhu looked at her daughter, who had been smart since she was young. It seemed that the task of getting the news would still fall on her.