Quick Wear: The saints are too miserable, the host will never be soft-hearted

Lu Duocai was listening intently, as if he was listening to an opera, when he heard the rhythmic howling suddenly stop.

"Why are you looking at me? Go on?"

In response, Zhang Cuifen pounded the ground even more dully.

Zhang Cuifen wiped her face and hurriedly got up from the ground. "My dear in-laws! We have been married for more than a year or two, and we know each other very well. What's more, my son Wendong is so handsome! He is already a student, and he will become a scholar next year!"

As Zhang Cuifen spoke, the pride in her heart was awakened. She spread out her hands and spit out excitedly.

"Your daughter's looks are barely worthy of my son. She doesn't respect her mother-in-law, and she doesn't raise her children. We don't mind your daughter being stupid and incompetent, but you're not grateful. Instead, you bring people to my house to cause trouble. How can this be justified?"

Li Yanshi, sitting in the carriage, couldn't stand it any longer. She lifted the curtain and stuck her head out, retorting in a trembling voice: "Zhang Cuifen! Your daughter is stupid and incompetent. My daughter is the most sensible and obedient. I...I won't allow you to throw dirty water on her!"

Zhang Cuifen glanced at her, but her attention was still on Lu's father.

"I don't care. You guys made my house into this mess. You have to pay me back, and..."

It was not convenient to ask about the restaurant bill in front of so many people, otherwise Wen Dong would blame her again. Thinking of this, Zhang Cuifen's voice became hoarse.

"What else?"

Zhang Cuifen was secretly happy and did not notice Lu Duocai's gloomy expression. She turned around and leaned closer to carefully observe the narrow crack, her wrinkled old face full of heartache.

"And this wall of mine! Look at it, my goodness! You've ruined it! Is this even fair? How can anyone live here when it's cracked like this? My son is going to be an official, don't you know? You've destroyed the future official's residence. Aren't you afraid the government will arrest you? If you don't pay a hundred or eighty taels of silver, how can you have a clear conscience...? What are you doing?!"

Zhang Cuifen's eyes revealed greed as she counted the "crimes" against the Lu family on her fingers, one by one, and the more she spoke, the happier she became.

Suddenly, a strong force pulled her arm and she was pulled up. Zhang Cuifen screamed, "Why are you pulling me? This is my home, let me go! Lu Duocai, are you crazy?"

Zhang Cuifen struggled and kicked, but she couldn't stop the two women from pulling her aside. In panic, she stared at Lu Yi and screamed, "Lu, are you just going to watch them bully me like this?"

Lu Yi smiled indifferently and asked, "What else? My thin arms and legs can't pull you up."

After saying this, he looked at Zhang Cuifen with satisfaction. Her expression was visibly stunned for a second, and then she became even more angry.

Lu Yi pointed with his slender finger, kindly reminding him, "Don't just stare at me. Look over there. Your daughter and grandson are watching the show quietly. It would be more interesting if you could scold someone else, wouldn't you?"

Zhang Cuifen followed her finger and saw clearly the cold expressions on Du Xiaowan and Du Qingyun's faces. She blinked in disbelief.

She subconsciously ignored the still naive Du Qingyun and said in disbelief, "Du Xiaowan, I'm your real mother. Why are you standing here watching the show without saying a word?!"

Zhang Cuifen, who was stunned at the moment, seemed to be really hurt.

"I... no, Mom, I..."

Du Xiaowan couldn't find a reason to explain for a moment. Her eyes wandered past Zhang Cuifen and even blamed Lu Yi for involving her...

Du Xiaowan's wandering eyes suddenly stopped, her pupils suddenly dilated, and she hurriedly reminded: "Mom! Look, they are going to smash our house!" Scolding her mother was fine, but smashing the house was absolutely not allowed!

This was their place, if it was smashed, where would she sleep? As an unmarried girl, she certainly couldn't sleep on the streets. Du Xiaowan stared at the hammer that Lu Duocai swung and took a small step forward nervously.

Zhang Cuifen's eyes were red with anger. "Lu!"

Seeing that she couldn't stop it, Zhang Cuifen straightened her neck and shouted angrily.

Lu Duocai brought down his hammer firmly and turned to look at her.

Zhang Cuifen was furious and stepped forward to block the wall. "Either you smash me to death. I, Zhang Cuifen, am standing right here, and you can't touch my house!"

The two ladies looked at each other, raised their sleeves higher, and continued to hold Zhang Cuifen aggressively.

Du Xiaowan couldn't stand her mother's glare, so she walked up to Lu Yi and said timidly, "Sister-in-law, I beg you to be kind. Mom can't stand your torture. If something happens to her, how will you explain it to my brother?"

"Sister-in-law, no matter how resentful you are, we are still a family. It's your house that was destroyed. Can you please be kind and ask your father to stop destroying it? I...I can kneel down and apologize to you."

Lu Yi glanced at her. Did she see so many people acting with her?

Lu Yi raised his lips and said playfully, "You're right, this is indeed my home, but it has nothing to do with you, right? If I remember correctly, the person who signed the lease agreement was surnamed Lu, and all the money was paid by my Lu family. My father got the urge to destroy his own home, so why are you trying to stop him?"

"If you have that much time, why don't you go and persuade your mother?"

"You!" Du Xiaowan's eyes were filled with deep resentment. She turned her head and looked worriedly at the wall behind her mother.

"Don't pull me, why are you pulling me? Let go, help! Don't smash me, smash me..."

"Stop!" a shout rang out.

Lu Yi turned around and saw that the person coming was Du Wendong, who was pushing away the people around him and trying to squeeze in.

As soon as their eyes met, Lu Yi always felt that a "Lu" was about to come out from his mouth with his back teeth clenched.

I waited patiently, but didn't hear anything.

Du Wendong looked around, suppressing his anger as he asked, "Dad, Madam, what's going on? I don't understand."

"You don't understand, but I think you understand a lot! You've been attending the best private school these years, and you've had a good life. You must have forgotten everything I told you."

Du Wendong's heart skipped a beat, and he felt a chill down his spine when he saw the look in Lu's father's eyes.

"You've come at the right time. I've asked someone to polish this divorce letter. Come over and sign it." Lu Duocai took out a piece of paper from his body, opened it and gestured to Du Wendong.