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

Seeing a group of people about to break in, Lu Jian covered his chest and coughed angrily. He raised his hand to grab the wooden stick by the door to beat them out, "Let's see who dares to break into my house! The rent we paid is not due yet!"

Lu Yi saw the skinny man who was desperate and had a sickly look on his face. He recalled the energetic face of the original owner's father and was so surprised that he didn't dare to confirm it for a moment.

"Father, not as good as me..." The weak woman stepped forward, sobbing, but before she could finish her words, she was stopped by another woman with a sallow face, "No! Absolutely not! You still have Kuan Ge'er!"

Seeing their gradual despair, the old woman forced a smile and said faintly, "I'm not trying to drive you to death. Tsk tsk, life is really miserable without a son or daughter. How about this..."

"Bah!" Before the old woman could finish her words, the excited woman spat at her, "At worst, we won't rent your house. You don't have a son, and if you give birth to a son, you won't have an asshole!"

The old woman's face looked grim, and the fat white man also frowned. Seeing that a fight was about to break out, Lu Yi spent a minute pulling out his memories and comparing them one by one.

She took two steps forward with a sullen face and smiled at the woman with red eyes, "Mom, my son is back."

The surrounding noise quieted down for a moment, and then became even more lively.

The woman's fierce expression, which had been fighting desperately with someone, paused, and a layer of vulnerability melted away. She looked at Lu Yi, who had spoken, in disbelief, "You...you are the waiter?"

Lu Yi nodded and slowly walked to their side. "Dad, Mom, I'm back." She looked at the weak woman with cold eyes and said, "Sister-in-law."

Hearing this name, Wang Fen's eyes became even colder, and she looked at Lu Yi as if she was looking at the murderer of her husband.

Before they could start chatting, the old woman's expression froze, then her harsh expression faded into a warm smile. "Well, I told you, the family I'm interested in is not bad, and they can definitely afford the rent. How about this, I'll come to collect the rent in two days."

She suppressed the unhappy white and fat man and looked greedily at Lu Yi's smooth material again and again, especially when she looked at the jade pendant hanging around his waist, her mouth grinned even wider.

Lu Yi stood tall and straight, not afraid of the gazes from all around her. Her clothes were made of good material, and the jade pendant was a birthday gift she received when she became emperor. As the saying goes, clothes make the man, and dressing decently can save you a lot of gossip.

"No need, we'll cancel the lease today." Lu Yi said coldly, turning to Lu Jian who was scrutinizing him and said, "Dad, your son has rented a two-story house. Why don't you move in with me?"

Lu Jian remained silent, staring at his second son who had left home.

Lu Yi stopped him from staring at her, and went in to start packing the things she was going to take with her. If she continued to stare, she felt like she was going to get slapped. What the original owner had done was quite shameless, but she could only avoid a slap if she could.

After moving the useful things onto the cart, Lu Yi saw Wang Fen carrying a four-year-old child out of the house, so he stretched out his arm and asked her to help him get on the cart and sit down.

Wang Fen didn't look at her and handed the child to Liu Shuang, "Mom, please hold Kuan Ge'er."

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law took the child onto the cart. Lu Yi withdrew his neglected arm, turned his head and looked at Lu Jian, whose eyes were cold, and said cautiously, "Dad, let's go. Let's get out of this alley and turn left."

I don’t know if it was because the cart was very heavy or if Lu Jian had other plans in mind, but he used his arms to pull the cart hard and didn’t slap Lu Yi for the time being.

Lu Yi was wailing in her heart while pulling the cart. Looking at the original owner's sister-in-law's attitude towards her, she estimated that the original owner's eldest brother's death was also inseparable from the original owner. Maybe he died of depression or anger. The original owner's parents lost their eldest son, and their second son eloped for many years. She could roughly feel the attitude of the original owner in their hearts.

This is not easy, Lu Yi sighed softly and continued pulling the cart.