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

Lu Yi pushed open the unlocked door. The door to the main room was not closed. The table where they usually had dinner was now surrounded by a crowd of people.

I guess it was because Mrs. Jiang discovered that her savings were missing.

Lu Yi's expression was calm. He took a quick look and was about to go back to his room when Old Man Jiang called out, "Second son's wife, come here."

Before Lu Yi could say anything, Liu Lanlan came running over, took the cloth bag off Lu Yi's arm, put it on the window sill of Lu Yi's room, took her arm and walked towards the main room, saying mysteriously, "Something big happened at home."

When they walked into the main hall, everyone was extremely silent. Wang Zhaoyin's eyes were already red and swollen, and he looked like an eggplant hit by frost.

Lu Yi sat down in the empty seat, his eyes fell on Old Man Jiang and Old Lady Jiang, and wow, he saw two old eggplants pickled by frost.

She didn't have much patience to waste time with them here any longer. She came here to watch the show, not to sit there and stare blankly.

Lu Yi frowned, "Mom and Dad, why aren't you sleeping so late? Is there something wrong?"

Old Man Jiang raised his head and glanced at her, then said solemnly, "Our house was robbed. Did you know about this?"

"Ah?" Lu Yi stood up suddenly with perfect acting skills, turned around and ran to his room.

"Second daughter-in-law, stop! Where are you going?"

Old man Jiang did manual labor during the day and had no appetite for dinner. He had endured the hardship until now and his tone was not calm.

Lu Yi turned around, his tone even more anxious than his, "What else can I do?! I'm going to check my money! Your stolen money is money, but my money is not money?!"

Old Man Jiang was stunned by this, but he didn't lose his temper. He said gloomily, "Come back. Your room is locked and no one has touched it."

Come to think of it, Lu Yi sat back with a puzzled look on his face, and went to the kitchen to pour himself a bowl of hot water to warm his hands.

Seeing that she was not at all flustered, the last glimmer of hope in Mrs. Jiang's eyes was shattered. She took a deep breath and wailed, "I saved so much money for a long time! The unscrupulous thieves stole it all. They are so heartless! So heartless..."

Old Mrs. Jiang sat cross-legged and slapped her calf every time someone cursed her.

Liu Lanlan leaned in closer and said to Lu Yi, "Since noon, Mom has been crying countless times, saying that all her savings were stolen. Dad and Mom first suspected my sister-in-law, then suspected me, and finally tested you."

"Mom, please get up. It's easy to catch a cold if you sit on the ground. It hurts your son to see you like this. The money was stolen, so we all work together to save it. If anyone dares to blame you, I will make it a crime!"

Jiang Sanzhu raised his fist and his tone softened again.

"Mom, you look listless like this. Lanlan and I are worried about you."

"I won't get up! I won't get up!" Old Mrs. Jiang muttered, slapping away Jiang Sanzhu's hand that was pulling at her arm. She sternly said, "I'm going to cry for the thief who stole my money. I want to see if she has a clear conscience! She stole from an old woman like me!"

Seeing that Jiang Sanzhu failed to persuade Old Lady Jiang, Jiang Dazhu nudged Wang Zhaoyin with his elbow and whispered, "You go. Old San has persuaded her, so we have to too."

Look at his mother's behavior. She doesn't even give Sanzhu face. So he won't go. It's the same if he lets his wife go.

Wang Zhaoyin raised his red and swollen eyes, and said nothing for a long time. He walked silently to Mrs. Jiang and said, "Mom, the thief stole such a large sum of money, he must have run away. If you cry like this, the thief won't see you. Get up."

Old Mrs. Jiang didn't move. She slowly raised her dull eyes and stared at Wang Zhaoyin with her eyes slightly narrowed. It was really scary. Wang Zhaoyin couldn't help but avoid her gaze.

After a moment of stalemate, she reached out and pulled him, "Get up."

Suddenly, Mrs. Jiang pushed him hard, "Ah——"

Wang Zhaoyin stumbled backward and fell on his butt, with a few strands of hair scattered in front of his face and eyes, looking extremely miserable.

Old Mrs. Jiang was still not satisfied after watching this, so she suddenly stood up, but the dizziness did not affect her cursing at all.

"You're the one who stole the money, right?!"

"Nothing in the house has been touched. It's exactly the same as it was before I left. But the money was stolen! It must have been a family member! A thief in the house! It's hard to guard against a thief in the house!"

"I've been so devoted to you, but you stole everything I and the old man have got, all of it!"

Old Mrs. Jiang had tears on her face. She stomped her feet and cursed, waving her hands and feet. She wanted to go up and grab Wang Zhaoyin's sleeve and force her to hand over the money.

"Tell me!" Old Lady Jiang pointed fiercely at Wang Zhaoyin, then at Wang Zhaoyin and Jiang Dazhu's room, "Where did you hide my money?!"

Lu Yi looked in the direction of her finger. The door was not closed, and the bedding was thrown in a mess at the door. All kinds of things were scattered on the floor inside, as if the house had been ransacked.

Lu Yi sighed in his heart, now he doesn't care about his eldest son who he has high hopes for?

Wang Zhaoyin haphazardly pushed his hair away from his face and cried out in sorrow, "It wasn't me! I didn't steal it! Why do you have to hold me back?!"

"Didn't you steal it?" Old Mrs. Jiang narrowed her eyes, bent down to carefully look at Wang Zhaoyin's expression, and suddenly spat on the ground with a fierce look.

"Bah! You thief, why don't you admit it!"

"I'm not, I really am not! It's..." Wang Zhaoyin wanted to cry but couldn't even cry. She felt really wronged. She saw that Old Lady Jiang was holding on to her tightly!

How about... Wang Zhaoyin just looked at the two children hiding behind her door.

"You want to say that those two kids stole it, right?"

Old Mrs. Jiang was always paying attention to her actions. She quickly dragged Yuan Zifan and Yuan Danniu over and put them under the light in the main hall so that they could be seen clearly.

Only then did Lu Yi see clearly that the two children's faces were red and swollen, and their eyes looked like they had cried bitterly. At this moment, they were trembling and dared not speak.

Old Mrs. Jiang was really crazy. She pinched Yuan Zifan's face with her hands, forcing him to look up and look into her eyes. "Zifan, tell me, who stole the money?!"

Yuan Zifan learned his lesson and realized that he and his sister were still being raised by Wang Zhaoyin. Facing the countless times of questioning from Old Lady Jiang, he pursed his lips and tears welled up in his eyes.

"Grandma, I didn't steal it. You've been so kind to me and my sister. How could we steal your money?"

If he didn't know how tightly this old man guarded his money, of course he would! He was really senile. All their money would be passed down to him in a hundred years, so why would he steal it?

Yuan Zifan hid resentment deep in his heart, and his eyes were still filled with grievance and fear.

Old Mrs. Jiang had already let him go and went to interrogate Yuan Danniu.

It was already late at night, and Old Lady Jiang was so anxious that she wanted to kill someone. She said hurriedly, "Big girl, just hand over the money and confess. Even if you stole it, Grandma won't blame you! I won't blame you!"

Old Mrs. Jiang spoke slowly, stroking Yuan Danniu's face with her dry palm, which frightened her so much that she trembled.