Siheyuan: The wife pays off the husband's debt, Huairu's mentality collapses

Su Mu frowned even more when he heard this. He interrupted coldly, "Aunt Jia, neighbors should indeed take care of each other, but this does not mean that I can meet all your requests unconditionally."

"I respect your situation, but that doesn't mean I have to take on all the responsibility for your life."

Seeing that being soft was not working, Jia Zhang suddenly became angry and humiliated. She could no longer suppress her anger and started to curse:

"Sumu, you beast! You eat so well, but you won't even give us some leftovers! Do you still have a conscience? Are you still a human being?"

Su Mu sneered, his eyes full of disdain: "Aunt Jia, you are going too far. It is my freedom and my right to decide whether to give you food or not. You are not qualified to morally blackmail me, and you have no right to criticize my behavior."

"Besides, you've done similar things before, haven't you? Why are you blaming me now?"

Jia Zhang was choked by Su Mu's words and was speechless for a moment. She was so angry that she was shaking all over, but she couldn't find the right words to refute.

She widened her eyes and stared at Su Mu viciously, as if she wanted to cut him into pieces with her eyes.

Seeing this, Su Mu became more determined in his position.

He no longer paid attention to Jia Zhang's insults and simply closed the door, blocking out all the noise.

Seeing that she was turned away, Jia Zhang was furious.

"Oh my, everyone, come and take a look! This Su Mu is harder than iron and doesn't even bother to help!" Jia Zhang's voice instantly rose eight octaves. Her scream with a crying tone broke the tranquility of the night and caused the lights around to light up.

At this time, the neighbors were still awake and had just started eating. When they heard the noise, they all put on their clothes and stuck their heads out.

"What a sin! An old woman with a little grandson is starving to death, but Sumu doesn't even give them a bite of leftover food!"

"That's right, he usually looks quite honest, but I didn't expect him to be so cruel!"

"Poor kid, he's as thin as a bamboo pole. How can he survive like this?"

"Sumu's family is not poor, why can't they be kind?"

"I heard he was educated, so how come he doesn't understand the principle that 'a distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor'?"

"Tsk tsk, in this world, people's hearts are separated by their stomachs, the world is really fickle!"

"We have to be fair and just not let this happen!"

The neighbors were talking about it one after another. Some were sympathetic, some were blaming, and some were just watching the fun.

Seeing this, Jia Zhang became even more excited. She simply sat down at the door of Sumu's house, slapping her thighs and crying heartbreakingly.

"I, Jia Zhang, have a miserable life. My husband passed away early, and my son also passed away, leaving me an old skeleton with an orphan child. I hoped that the neighbors could take care of each other, but what happened? Sumu, Sumu, how can you be more vicious than a snake or scorpion!"

"I beg you all, please give me some justice and let Sumu know that there is still justice in this world!" She said while wiping her tears, not forgetting to glance at the door of Sumu's house from time to time, as if this could make Sumu soften his heart.

However, the door of Sumu's house remained closed, with no sign of shaking.

When the neighbors saw this, some shook their heads and sighed, while others began to persuade Jia Zhang, but most people chose to watch. After all, this kind of farce was not the first time that it had happened in their small community.

"Aunt Jia, don't be too sad. We neighbors will help each other if we can, but we can't always rely on others to make a living."

"Yes, you still have to find a way to make a living and raise your child properly."

"Sumu's life is not easy either, so please don't make it too difficult for him."

Although there is some sympathy in the words, they are more based on rationality and practical considerations.

After all, in this era, everyone is struggling to survive, who can truly make selfless contributions?

When Jia Zhang heard Su Mu's words, her face instantly turned livid. She stood up suddenly, pointed at Su Mu's nose, and her voice trembled with anger: "Su Mu, you! What are you talking about? I am an old woman with a grandson who is a burden. How much ability can I have? The money you mentioned is not enough for the two of us to live on. How do you know the bitterness and difficulties behind me?"

As she spoke, her eyes welled up with redness, as if she was about to cry any second, but her emotions were more of a mixture of reluctance and anger.

She looked around and saw that her neighbors were looking at her with either sympathy or indifference. She felt mixed emotions and performed even harder.

"Everyone, please judge for yourself. I am an old woman who has worked hard all my life, but in the end, I have ended up like this. Sumu is rich and powerful, but he refused to lend a hand and watched my mother and I starve and freeze. Is there any justice in this world?"

As she spoke, she wiped away non-existent tears, trying to win the sympathy of her neighbors with more sensational words.

However, Su Mu remained unmoved. He looked at Jia Zhang coldly with a sarcastic smile on his lips.

"Aunt Jia, you are really good at acting. The Oscars owe you a golden man." Su Mu's words were filled with obvious sarcasm, making the air around them freeze a little.

Upon hearing this, Jia Zhang was furious. She no longer cared about her dignity and started to throw a tantrum:

"Sumu, you! You are such a heartless person! Do you think I don't know where you got all that money?"

"You just relied on your little cleverness to make money in the factory! Why do you look down on me? Why don't you help me?"

Her words were full of jealousy and resentment towards Su Mu, as if all of Su Mu's achievements were obtained through improper means.

However, Su Mu just smiled coldly and refuted mercilessly: "Aunt Jia, what you said is really unreasonable. I earned every penny of my money through my own hard work, and I have a clear conscience."

"As for you, the compensation given to you by Yi Zhonghai, the salary of Jia Dongxu, and the handicrafts you did yourself, which one is not income? Not to mention that the several fund-raising activities of the hospital were all for your family. How can you still have the nerve to say that you can't make ends meet?"

"Besides, helping others is a favor, not a duty. I have no obligation to take full responsibility for your life."

"If you really want to improve your life, you should find a way yourself instead of throwing a tantrum here and trying to gain sympathy."

Su Mu's words were like a heavy hammer, hitting Jia Zhang's heart hard.

Her face turned pale and her lips trembled, but she could no longer utter any words to refute.

The neighbors around also nodded, thinking that what Su Mu said made sense.