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

Bao Yuan was amused and burst into laughter, which attracted Zhu Wenying, who was cooking in the kitchen.

She was quite surprised by Old Chen's arrival, and seeing her son so happy to see him made her a little unhappy. They had been so heartless in driving her whole family away back then, and now they were putting on the act of a good grandfather.

If someone truly loved their grandson, they would have given more thought to the matter of dividing the family property, even just for the sake of their grandson. But this old man was completely intimidated by Old Lady Xia, who not only didn't say a word of advice but also silently packed up their belongings and left them at the Zhu family's house.

Zhu Wenying will never forget this grudge, this hatred, and that scene in her lifetime.

Now that his two remaining sons can't produce a grandson, all he knows is to curry favor with her Baoyuan. What a joke! Her Baoyuan has her surname; he's not Old Chen's grandson.

"Grandpa? What a load of rubbish! If someone truly loved their grandson, even after the family split up, they could still visit him often, buy him food, and give him some pocket money. Isn't that much more genuine than all those 'good grandson' calls these days?"

Zhu Wenying really wanted to give him a good scolding to vent her anger, but it was the Lunar New Year, and she didn't want to fight with her own parents during the day and then have to fight with Chen Xiangdong's father at night. The main reason she dared to have this thought was because Old Lady Xia wasn't behind this old man; otherwise, she wouldn't dare to even perform a ritual, let alone fight.

For the sake of New Year's Eve, let's let him off the hook today. Zhu Wenying felt that she was truly the kindest person in the world. She could even hold back her anger towards such a wicked grandfather. She also thought about the New Year's money.

She felt that since Old Chen dared to come here and see Bao Yuan, the amount in the red envelope he carried must be considerable. Whether it was because Bao Yuan was his eldest grandson, or because he hadn't seen his grandson in a long time, or because he felt guilty towards them for being separated from the family, Old Chen should give Bao Yuan a big red envelope this year.

Thinking of the red envelope, Zhu Wenying also went outside.

"Dad, you're here."

Old Chen nodded. When he saw Zhu Wenying, he realized that it was a bit difficult to hold the child with one hand. He took out the bowl of braised pork from his pocket and wanted to hand it to Zhu Wenying.

Zhu Wenying's eyes lit up when she saw the braised pork. She thought Old Chen was quite capable, but there was only a small bowl, and she felt he was stingy. "Dad, you only brought this little bit of meat for the three of us?"

She touched the bowl and said irritably, "It's all cold now. As a grandfather, don't you think about what will happen if Baoyuan, a little boy, gets a stomachache from eating cold meat? Sure enough, Baoyuan is an unloved child, otherwise you wouldn't have kicked him out."

Although she was thinking of speaking nicely to Old Chen for the sake of the New Year's money, once she opened her mouth, her words were harsh and hurtful.

Old Chen's hand, which was handing out the meat, froze.

Seeing that Old Chen seemed to have his secret exposed, Zhu Wenying assumed he felt guilty and stopped reaching for the bowl. She immediately pressed her advantage, "Dad, you must have brought Baoyuan some New Year's money when you came to see him this time, right?"

Old Chen was stunned again. Here, people usually give out New Year's money on the first day of the new year, which is tomorrow. No elders give out New Year's money on New Year's Eve. He hadn't prepared for that.

He didn't prepare anything for today, nor for tomorrow. Grandma Xia manages the New Year's money; he doesn't even know how much she gave, or if she gave any to Baoyuan.

He just wanted to see the boss today, and he went to great lengths to steal a bowl of meat and eagerly brought it to them, but the scene he saw was completely different from what he had imagined.

The eldest son and his wife didn't seem happy about his arrival. They didn't say a kind word when they saw the meat, and instead blamed him. Old Chen felt sad and disappointed.

Did they even realize the immense risks he was taking for that bowl of meat? He didn't even know if he'd get a beating on New Year's Eve when he got back. He was fully aware of the consequences, yet he still did it without hesitation.

Then, he was still disliked by his son and daughter-in-law.

He then realized he had been standing at his eldest son's door for quite some time. The eldest son and his wife's behavior was utterly inhuman; even if it were a stranger at the door, wouldn't they at least offer them some hot water?

Old Chen put down the money and touched his messy hair, which looked as if it had been licked by a cow. "You only get New Year's money when the children come to pay their respects. I've never taught my eldest child to ask for New Year's money like you do."

Zhu Wenying was taken aback, but then immediately realized that Old Chen was saying she had no manners. She immediately got angry, "Dad, how can you say such things during the New Year? You're a grandfather now, and you haven't come to see Baoyuan even once in so long. When you do come, all you do is say nice things. You brought so much meat and you think Baoyuan will think you're a good grandfather? There's no such easy way out."

Bao Yuan was startled by Zhu Wenying's shrill voice. His lips trembled, and his eyes were filled with tears. He looked up and cried out, "Mommy~"

Zhu Wenying nudged the child, "Baoyuan, your grandfather has come to see you. Say 'Happy New Year' to him and wish him good health."

Bao Yuan looked aggrieved. He was young, but he knew that his parents were happy when his grandfather wasn't around, but his mother got angry when his grandfather came. He felt that his grandfather had upset his mother. Bao Yuan wiped away his tears and looked up at Old Chen. "Grandpa, I wish you a bad New Year."

Zhu Wenying's vision blurred; she swore she had never taught her child to say such things. No matter how dissatisfied she was with Old Chen, no matter how heartless she was, she could never have taught her own son to say such things.

"Baoyuan, don't talk nonsense."

Chen Xiangdong was embarrassed. "Dad, this is really not something we taught you."

Old Chen was so angry he was practically steaming. He never expected that his long journey to bring them some meat would end up like this.

He was shown being blocked at the door by his son, then openly asked for money by his eldest daughter-in-law, and was even scolded when he didn't get it. Finally, he was blessed with a bad New Year by his eldest grandson, whom he always cared about.

Old Chen has lived for decades, and no one has ever wished him a bad New Year on such a joyous occasion.

But seeing Bao Yuan's bewildered expression, he didn't know what to say to a child. After thinking for a while, he said, "I'm not your grandfather, I'm your maternal grandfather. Your father is a live-in son-in-law."

Chen Xiangdong's face turned green instantly. His father had to bring this up on such a joyous occasion. If he hadn't been in a difficult situation, he would never have married into the family.

Bao Yuan noticed that his father's mood had worsened, and he pouted, "Grandpa, I wish you a bad New Year too."