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

Grandma Xia, along with Qiao Shan, followed Jiang Wenhua to first send his sister and mother back to the compound, and then, after turning left and right, arrived at a house.

Just as Jiang Wenhua was about to knock on the door, Old Lady Xia suddenly stopped him. "Xiao Jiang, don't knock yet. Let me ask you this first: if you wake them up and they come looking for trouble, are you going to yell at them or hit them?"

Jiang Wenhua said viciously, "Scolding first, then beating."

Grandma Xia: "You rushed over there, that was too impulsive, it's not like you at all. You just said you'd call the police if anything happened, how come you just started doing it yourself? What if they say you hit them and demand you pay compensation and go to jail?"

Jiang Wenhua said angrily, "Look what they did to my sister! Besides, this is a family matter. What right does the police have to interfere?"

Grandma Xia: "Your mother isn't divorced? Wasn't she kicked out? How is this considered a family matter?"

Jiang Wenhua whispered, "They're not divorced, otherwise my mom would be the first one to get divorced in our area, right? They're not divorced, they just don't live together anymore."

Grandma Xia: "Let me say one more thing, please wait a moment."

Jiang Wenhua raised her hand and then lowered it again. "Tell me, hurry up, I'm so angry right now and I need to vent it off with them."

Grandma Xia: "With your sister's brain and your stepfather's brain, are you sure that after you hit them, your sister and stepfather will stand by your side? What if they help your brother-in-law's family? You'll not only have to pay compensation, but you'll also have to apologize. You're an adult now, not like when you were a child and could act recklessly."

Jiang Wenhua immediately calmed down, as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over his head in the dead of winter, chilling him to the bone. Old Xia was right; his muddle-headed third sister and his kind-hearted stepfather were not normal people at all.

In the end, not only will he spend money and effort but also get no credit, and he might even lose a lot of money.

Jiang Wenhua turned around and headed back the way he came, while Grandma Xia called to the bewildered Qiao Shan to go back together.

"I'm so angry, so angry, Lao Xia. What should I do? I'm so angry I could die." Even someone as intelligent as Jiang Wenhua can lose his temper when it comes to family members he cares about.

Grandma Xia: "I think before we can persuade your sister, we need to change your stepfather's mindset first. Your sister is probably more obedient to your father, so let's deal with your father first, and then talk about your sister."

For the first time, Old Mrs. Xia had thought things through so deeply, and she felt incredibly clever. But when she turned her head and saw Jiang Wenhua, she found his face full of despair.

"What's wrong?" Grandma Xia asked hesitantly.

Jiang Wenhua: "My stepfather must have been a stubborn mule in his past life, the life before that, and the life before that. Even if you held a knife to his neck, he would never change."

Grandma Xia: "Even more difficult to deal with than your sister?"

Jiang Wenhua: "Of course, otherwise my sister wouldn't be so completely under his thumb."

Grandma Xia also began to despair. She felt that she might really not be suited to be the women's director. If she really took the position, dealing with these kinds of problems every day, she might not even live to the age of fifty-five to retire.

So infuriating.

Jiang Wenhua suddenly changed direction, "I can't stand it anymore, I'm going to go and have a fight with my dad, otherwise this anger will get stuck in my stomach. Lao Xia, Comrade Qiao, you two go back to the compound. Lao Xia, if you still have the energy, please help me persuade my sister."

Grandma Xia: "I don't have the energy anymore."

The next morning, Grandma Xia saw Jiang Wenhua come out of the house looking refreshed. He greeted Grandma Xia in a good mood, "Grandma Xia, shall we go to work together?"

Grandma Xia walked with him, "Was yesterday very smooth?"

Jiang Wenhua straightened his chest and said, "Absolutely. I made that old bastard so angry that he picked up a stick and chased me for three blocks."

Grandma Xia laughed, "Did you try to persuade him?"

Jiang Wenhua: "I can't persuade her. I'm just venting my anger. What should I do about my sister? I didn't dare to talk to her this morning, afraid that I would get angry again first thing in the morning."

Grandma Xia gazed into the distance and suddenly felt like asking Jiang Wenhua for his opinion on how she was able to become the women's director. "Jiang, do you think someone like me is qualified to be the women's director?"

Jiang Wenhua's gaping mouth snapped shut, and he hesitated before asking, "Old Xia, are you now obsessed with officialdom?"

Grandma Xia: "No, it's just that there are so many people like your sister, and maybe... perhaps we can help them jump out of that quagmire."

Jiang Wenhua: "It's like you instigated those girls in your workshop, trying to get them to make a fuss and fight for some so-called rights?"

Grandma Xia: "What is the so-called right? It is the right they should have had, but it was taken away by others, and then they were told that it was not something they should covet."

Jiang Wenhua fell silent.

Grandma Xia continued, "I just don't want them to tie their whole lives to others, believing from the beginning that they should be born for their families, while pursuing their careers and living the lives they want makes them seem like rebels. Xiao Jiang, if I want to climb up and help those people, will you help me? How can I do it?"

Jiang Wenhua pursed his lips. "Old Xia, I admit our collaboration is indeed very compatible. But I'm a man. Why would you think I'd let someone like you climb up to the top and harm the interests of men? All you've said is that women sacrifice too much for their families, while men are the ones who reap the benefits."

But how could you forget that I'm one of them too? Frankly, I think your advancement is detrimental to the men. How could you expect me to help you? You do have a greater influence on others than the average person, so you might affect my life in the future. I can't possibly help you.”

After saying that, Jiang Wenhua left.

He had a clear idea in his mind: while cooperation was important, he was slightly better than other men when it came to marriage and family. He didn't want his wife to sacrifice everything for the family, but rather wanted to treat her as fairly as possible.

However, if Lao Xia climbs up and influences more people with her ideas, especially those around her, like Comrade Xiao Fang, and if many women are unwilling to stay at home and start competing with men, it will ultimately affect him no matter what.

He's never been a selfless person; he always prioritizes himself before considering his family. Old Xia climbing up, and the women climbing up, wouldn't benefit him; instead, it would bring unknown disadvantages and uncontrollable consequences.

He didn't want to; he preferred that everything could be predicted.

He walked away from Old Lady Xia and stopped following her.