She won't clear her name; she'll throw away all the scum.

"Oh, really? I thought you were going to pester Old Chen because you were broke. Looks like that's not the case. That's good. As for how much money our family spends, don't ask. I'm afraid you'll get jealous."

"And another thing, I heard that yesterday, the poverty alleviation office made you work. How about that? Someone as conscientious as you wouldn't slack off and run away, would you?"

“I see you still have the energy to come here. You didn’t skip it again today, did you? You can’t do this. How can you want money without wanting to work? If you really don’t want to work, you can find a single man to support the three of you. Don’t always target married men for money.”

"Whether I find a man or not is none of your business. Just keep an eye on your own man and don't make misunderstandings about other people. I'm an innocent widow, and it's people like you who spread rumors about me." Huang Li was hit where it hurt, and after cursing, she turned and left.

Not only did she hurl insults, but this old hag even mocked her for going over there to clean toilets. That's outrageous! No wonder she can only work as a nanny at home; she's just not in her right mind.

Thinking about that job, Widow Huang's face fell. She didn't want to go, but they insisted on dragging her there. What kind of people were there? The toilets were so filthy that she felt like vomiting just looking at them. She would vomit while cleaning, and then the supervisor would complain that she was being lazy and hadn't cleaned properly, making her clean it a second time.

If she hadn't been faking illness today, she would have stank to death there.

She boiled a lot of hot water when she got home and took several showers, using up a lot of soap, but she still felt like she had some kind of smell on her body. Even though her sweet daughter said she smelled nice, she still felt uneasy.

It's all that damned Xia Yue'e's fault; she couldn't even have a good life herself, and she started making things difficult for her.

Grandma Xia: ...You're crazy, can't you even afford to play this game?

The group enjoyed a delicious meal at the state-run restaurant, then returned home rubbing their stomachs.

"The master chef's cooking is delicious, and the ingredients are plentiful."

"That braised fish was so delicious I almost wanted to swallow my tongue. If I could eat it every day from now on, my life would be worth it."

"Mom, can we go again next time?"

"This must have cost a lot of money. Just for one meal, Mom gave out a lot of bills and money."

"Forget it, we still need to save money."

"Grandma, when I grow up, I want to be a worker and take you all to eat at state-run restaurants."

Grandma Xia smiled and said, "Silly child, when you grow up, being a factory worker won't be so popular anymore."

At home, Old Chen sat quietly in the living room, hungry, without even lighting a kerosene lamp, which startled the group of people who had returned from outside.

"You're going to kill me! You think you can marry a new wife if you scare me to death?" Old Mrs. Xia clutched her chest. Damn it, she was too full and this made her feel nauseous. She'd better scold him a few times to help her digest.

The lights came on, and Old Chen's face darkened as he pursed his lips, suppressing his anger.

Sensing the awkward atmosphere, Chen Xiangnan immediately picked up Chen Lingling, gave his older brother, younger sister, and younger brother a meaningful look, and went into the house first.

"What are you doing sitting here? Is the kitchen cleaned up?" Grandma Xia washed her hands and glanced into the kitchen, which was still a complete mess.

Old Chen's chest heaved. "You only see the kitchen, don't you realize I'm still hungry?"

Grandma Xia sat down. "Who told you to make such a mess of the kitchen? You didn't even want to come back with me. What are you going to do if you go hungry? Do you expect me to give you a certificate of merit?"

Old Chen said angrily, "You... do you have someone else outside? Have you been wanting to kick me out for a long time? Are you just hoping I'll die soon so your other man can have a place?"

The more he spoke, the more heartbroken and distressed he became. He felt increasingly cuckolded, even more so than his second son. Both he and his son had been manipulated by a woman. "You... don't love me anymore, do you?"

Grandma Xia was disgusted by these words. What was this old man talking about?

At their age and in their social environment, what love or not is there? It's disgusting.