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

Chen Xiangnan stood to the side, head tucked in, not uttering a sound, afraid that Old Lady Xia would remember him and demand money from him.

But even after Grandma Xia finished making the noodles, she didn't mention him. Chen Xiangnan breathed a sigh of relief and didn't dare let Grandma Xia bring him the noodles, so he ran to the kitchen on his own.

But when I entered the kitchen, I was dumbfounded. The pot was completely clean, without a single noodle.

"Mom, where's my food?"

Grandma Xia ate her noodles, which she had added a lot of oil and sliced ​​meat, making them fragrant and delicious.

"What food? Where would you get any food?"

Chen Xiangnan: "No, I need to eat too."

Grandma Xia: "The food costs money. How can I cook for you if you haven't paid?"

Chen Xiangnan: "Mom, I'm your own son."

Grandma Xia: "You're married and have a family now, why do you still expect your elderly parents to support you every day?"

Chen Xiangnan: "But even if we get married, I'm still your son. Don't you love me anymore? You're my beloved mother."

Grandma Xia felt nauseous. She used to love listening to Chen Lao Er's sweet words, but now she felt particularly uncomfortable listening to them.

Old Chen: "We're all family, so let's not hold a grudge. And my eldest grandson, he's still with Grandma Wang, right? I'll go get him."

Chen Xiangnan: "Yes, Mom, we are family."

Grandma Xia became fierce again, "You're not allowed to go. Those are the eldest son's children. If you want to hold them, go hold them yourself. When you and I had our first child, I was still in postpartum confinement, and your mother kicked us out. She didn't even give us an egg. The two of us were able to raise four children, but you can't even raise one of them?"

Old Chen dared not make any rash moves. He had a premonition that if he continued to speak, he would be beaten.

His face still hurts.

As they were talking, the eldest son and his wife returned, and neither of them had a friendly look on their faces as soon as they entered the house.

Chen Xiangdong: "Mom, you really are my mom."

Grandma Xia: "What?"

Chen Xiangdong: "Look at the mess you've made, how am I supposed to face people now?"

Grandma Xia wasn't going to tolerate him. "You have the nerve to do this, and you know it's disgraceful. If you dare to do it, why are you afraid of what people will say?"

Chen Xiangdong was exhausted. He had said many nice things at his mother-in-law's house before coming back, and he didn't want to argue anymore. "Mom, I don't want to talk anymore. Can you get me some rice? We're starving."

Zhu Wenying rolled her eyes, "At a time like this, you still have the mind to eat."

She went into her room and slammed the door shut to express her anger.

Old Chen was practically twitching from giving him meaningful glances, but the eldest idiot didn't even notice.

"Mom, hurry up and bring two bowls over. I'll take them to Wenying; she's still upset."

Grandma Xia replied curtly, "There's no food for you. Take it or leave it."

At this moment, Chen Xiangnan told his tactless brother about what had just happened, and Chen Xiangdong was furious, "Mom, are you trying to kick us all out?"

Grandma Xia: "If you want to get out, then get out."

After Chen Xiangdong finished complaining, he realized that his mother's ears were stuffed with feathers and she didn't hear him at all, so he immediately deflated.

Zhu Wenying was starving inside the house and was cursing Chen Xiangdong for being useless and heartless when she suddenly realized that her eldest son, Chen Baoyuan, was not in the house, and it seemed that he was not in the living room either.

That damned old hag, she even neglects her grandson when they're arguing.

She entered the living room, unaware of the strange atmosphere. "Mom, where's Baoyuan?"

Old Mrs. Xia: "How would I know about your own son?"

Zhu Wenying: "That's your Chen family's offspring, your own grandson, and you don't even care about him?"

Grandma Xia: "I don't care anymore, I can't control it anymore. If I keep trying, who knows if my grandson's mother will slap me again. Besides, he's a child of the Chen family, and I don't have the surname Chen."

Old Chen wanted to speak, but was silenced by Old Lady Xia's glare.

Zhu Wenying was trembling with anger and hurriedly went out to hug her son.

Chen Xiangnan: "Mom, you tell me, how much money do you want?"

Grandma Xia: "Five yuan per person for household expenses, that's not ripping you off, is it?"

Chen Xiangnan said with a bitter face, "Okay, Mom, I'll pay you after you give me the job. I don't have any money for this job right now."

Chen Xiangdong: "Mom, why don't you just rob it?"

Grandma Xia: "I haven't even asked you about the rent yet. I've let you live in this house for free for so many years."

“Even close brothers need to keep clear accounts, so too should we, as mother and son, keep clear accounts.”

"What kind of mother are you?" Chen Xiangdong wanted to argue further, but Chen Xiangnan stopped him. He was afraid that if his older brother continued, their mother would really start calculating rent and other miscellaneous expenses for them.

Fortunately, I will soon take over Grandma Xia's job. When we have money, it will be enough for their family to earn ten or twenty yuan... which is quite a lot.

Chen Xiangnan had a bitter face. He had just started working and would earn at most twenty or thirty yuan a month. There were three people in his family, and there might be an illegitimate child in the future, which would cost twenty yuan.

He worked himself to the bone, and then all his money went to that old lady?

He was not happy about it.

"mom......"

Grandma Xia finished her noodles amidst her sons' complaints, and said to her second son, "I won't give you my job; you'll have to figure it out yourself."

This time, he really crossed Chen Xiangnan's red line. He didn't have much resentment towards Old Lady Xia, after all, it was Old Lady Xia and the eldest son's family who had a dispute today, and he was the one who benefited.

But that benefit is gone. He was counting on his regular salary to support his mistress's pregnancy so she could give him a healthy baby boy. How could he just stop paying it like that?

"Mom, what did I do to offend you? Didn't we agree on something?" Chen Xiangnan really couldn't understand why things could change after they had agreed on something.

Grandma Xia: "You're not going to the countryside. You're married now, it's not your turn to go. I'd rather keep it for myself, I'll get more money each month."

Chen Xiangnan: "But... it doesn't look good for a grown man like me to only have a temporary job. Besides, I have a family to support."

Grandma Xia really looked down on her second son, who could so brazenly justify sponging off his parents. But thinking about her eldest son's shamelessness, she thought the second son wasn't so bad after all; at least he could at least appease her. However, giving him a job was out of the question.

"Have you ever raised your wife or your daughter? Didn't I raise them all? Besides, you're a grown man, taller and stronger than me. Instead of working hard to get in, you're always thinking about my job. Is that something to talk about?" Old Mrs. Xia put away the bowls and was about to go into the kitchen to wash them.

Chen Xiangnan took the bowl and chopsticks, grinning, and said, "Mom, I'm young and strong, so I'll get promoted quickly. Besides, after you give me the job, won't I give you money for household expenses? That way you'll have money, and you can rest and enjoy life at home. It's a win-win-win situation!"

Old Mrs. Xia used to cherish her son dearly, but her past life had been so heartbreaking. Now that she's been given a second chance, she would never trust them again.

He'll be enjoying a life of luxury, but not only will he not contribute a single penny, he'll also have to shoulder all the household chores, which will be much more tiring than going to work.

Grandma Xia still refused, and no matter what Chen Lao Er said, she remained unmoved.