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

Old Chen was betrayed by his entire family. He didn't know where he had gone wrong. Wasn't it his younger brother's fault? Why were they all starting to scold him?

But it seems that's indeed the case. If he had caught Chen Weijun back then, and his wife had given him a good beating to vent her anger, nothing bad would have happened, and she would have felt better. She would have been happy, their whole family would have been happy, and he would have been happy too.

Hey, why doesn't he have that kind of reaction time? Is it really because of this, as his younger brother said, that he hasn't been promoted all these years?

Old Chen fell into deep thought.

However, he didn't accept the coward Chen Weijun called him. He didn't know what had happened in their compound. If he went out and asked, would anyone in their compound still dare to beat their wife?

The mere mention of that word sends chills down the spines of those men; it's practically a shadow over them.

Chen Weijun was talking about his father, who was lucky to have married Xiao Ma. Otherwise, not only would Chen Weijun not be able to get out, but his entire Chen family line would have ended.

"This kind of thinking is no good," Old Chen wanted to advise his younger brother. What if he went back and actually beat Fang Rong? And Fang Rong, like Little Ma's wife, might impulsively do something... what would become of him for the rest of his life?

Taking advantage of this moment, Old Mrs. Xia rushed up and hit me several times, saying, "I need to go to the hospital for treatment because of the kicks you just gave me. You have to pay for it."

Chen Weijun is a man who values ​​both his life and money. Given the current atmosphere, it seems unlikely he'll be killed, so money becomes the most important thing.

"Sister-in-law, I've already lost a lot of money today. You know we're poor. I even gave my brother a big piece of meat. We really have no money left. Besides, I didn't even use any force." Chen Weijun said shamelessly, having been slapped a few more times. He was furious but dared not show it, as his two nephews were watching him intently.

"I really have no money."

Chen Xiangbei, this kid, didn't know right from wrong. He reached into his second uncle's pocket and took out 50 cents, which he handed to his mother, saying, "Mom, go see a doctor."

After saying that, he added, "My second uncle is really poor, really bad!"

Old Chen breathed a sigh of relief. He chuckled to himself, "His younger brother is the real coward, he only has five cents on him. Even though he hands over all his wages to his wife, he still gets five yuan of pocket money every month."

With this comparison, Old Chen was quite satisfied and gave Chen Weijun a proud look.

Chen Weijun's face was as black as could be. That fifty cents could buy a lot of candy. Damn it, why was this kid stealing from people's pockets?

Chen Xiangnan pretended to scold, "Third brother, don't just pick people's pockets like a petty thief. Second uncle isn't that kind of person. He probably forgot he brought any money. He'll take it out when he finds it, right, second uncle?"

Chen Weijun was in a bad mood. His smiling nephew hadn't said a single thing he wanted to hear today. He had tried to outsmart him, and what was most hateful was that he dared not argue back in his current state.

"This family is no good," he concluded, adding that he would never come here again unless absolutely necessary.

Having his money stolen and being kicked out, Chen Weijun felt that today was absolutely terrible.

He originally wanted to get some of his older brother's things, but who knew he would lose both his wife and his army.

With the handprint on his face, Chen Weijun returned home.

After Chen Weijun left, their house became quiet.

Chen Xianghong brought out the dishes. "Mom, Dad, let's eat first."

While they were arguing and fighting, Chen Xianghong diligently cooked the meal and marinated the meat with salt, as it would spoil quickly in this weather if not properly prepared.

Chen Xiangbei couldn't stand the atmosphere anymore and ran into the kitchen to hide. "Sis, I'm here to help you!"

Chen Xiangnan also lifted Chen Lingling from beside Chen Xianghong and put her on a stool, ready to eat.

Old Chen wanted a smoke, but he didn't dare get up. He always felt that smoking before meals would bring bad luck, so he could only casually ask, "Why isn't the boss here today?"