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

"What do you think Dad is thinking? He just wants a companion all the time?" After speaking ill of his family, Chen Xiangbei felt more and more aggrieved. For that woman, they wanted to hit him without saying a word, even though he hadn't done anything.

Chen Xiangnan tapped the table with his hand, "Our dad has something wrong with his head, third son. If they get their marriage certificate, your hard days are coming."

Chen Xiangbei: "You think you won't get taken advantage of? In the end, all of Dad's good things will be swindled away by that woman and given to her sons. What will be left for us? Don't tell me you don't care about money. You'd love to take everything Dad has and give it to you, wouldn't you?"

Chen Xiangnan smiled. Tang Jiao had been persuaded to go back to her room to sleep, so he made no attempt to hide his feelings. "You seem to have gotten smarter and smarter in the few days I've been away."

Chen Xiangbei: "If you keep going like this, your very marrow will be sucked dry."

Chen Xiangnan: "Did you tell your older brother?"

Chen Xiangbei: "Big brother? Is it really necessary to talk about that thing?"

Chen Xiangnan: "Wouldn't it be better to muddy the water a little?"

Chen Xiangbei: "Then go and tell them. I've already found out for you. The rest is up to you. Where will I sleep tonight? Will I sleep on the floor in your room?"

Chen Xiangnan: "Get out."

Chen Xiangbei eventually moved a folding bed to sleep in the living room, until Tang's father woke up the next day with a scream.

On the other side, when Jiang Wenhua took Jiang's mother to Qiu's father's place, she left without saying a word, leaving the two elderly people looking at each other in bewilderment.

"He actually let you come back alone?" Mr. Qiu couldn't believe it.

Jiang's mother was heartbroken. She stood there helplessly, saying, "Old Qiu, please bear with me in the future."

Mr. Qiu asked in confusion, "What do you mean? Why are you saying that?"

Jiang's mother didn't know what to say. If she revealed Jiang Wenhua's name, Qiu's father would become desperate and ruin Wenhua's reputation even further. How could she then expect him to marry a good wife and continue the Jiang family line? His reputation was already bad enough. But if she didn't speak up, she would have many conflicts with Qiu's father in the future, and she felt truly sorry for him.

Caught in a dilemma, Jiang's mother was led into the house by Qiu's father.

Jiang's mother has lived in this house for many years, and many things are still the same as they were before, so she is very familiar with it.

The next day, after hearing the news, Qiu's father's children came to visit one after another. The family had a good relationship and brought many things. They wanted to hear why Jiang Wenhua had agreed to let Jiang's mother come back alone. Everyone was very curious.

Jiang's mother opened her mouth several times, but when she thought that Jiang Wenhua was the only son left in their Jiang family, she dared not speak.

The Qiu family has several children, a large and prosperous family. It seems good for them now, but if Jiang Wenhua's words are spoken out, what if they develop a grudge? Then, with so many people bullying Wenhua alone, even if he is smart, he will definitely be hurt.

I'd better not say anything more. Even though that unfilial son treated her so badly today, she still has to leave a bloodline for her deceased first husband.

After thinking it through, Jiang's mother smiled and said, "Your father and I are married, so it wouldn't be right to just ignore things like this forever. That's why I came back."

The children were relieved. They were afraid that Jiang Wenhua, that brat, was up to something bad again and wanted to mess with Qiu's father. It was always like that. Whenever something strange happened, it was always Jiang Wenhua's doing. Although it never really caused any harm, Qiu's father would always get angry.

However, considering Qiu's father's idiocy, the siblings felt it would be good to have someone to provoke him, which is probably why they still get along well with Jiang Wenhua.

At dinner time, Mr. Qiu's stomach suddenly growled. Feeling a little embarrassed, he looked at Mrs. Jiang.

He had a falling out with Jiang Wenhua before, so he threatened that neither Jiang Wenhua nor her mother were allowed to return, and even Jiang's mother was verbally abused. So although Jiang Wenhua shamelessly returned later, she never allowed her mother to come back.

Jiang Wenhua believed that if he went back, he could work if he wanted and not work if he didn't, and he wouldn't suffer any losses. But Jiang's mother was still Qiu's father's wife, and once they went back, they were family, so she couldn't refuse to work. She had been scolded like this, and he, as her son, had been supporting her; why should she have to work?

So all these years, Jiang's mother has never come back; it's always the younger generation of the Qiu family who come to visit her.

During the period when Jiang's mother was taken away by Jiang Wenhua, Qiu's father would cook for the children when they returned. Although he believed that women should do the housework, he thought that once a daughter was married, she was no longer part of the family and was considered a guest. Therefore, he usually cooked for her himself.

But things are different now; Jiang's mother is back. Given Qiu's father's old, dull mind, he surely believes that just one glance at Jiang's mother is enough for her to know what to do.

However, Jiang's mother did not move.

Although she seemed to be struggling to sit in the chair and fidgeting, she still didn't stand up.

Mr. Qiu coughed, and Mrs. Jiang's face and neck turned red, but she still didn't stand up and walk towards the kitchen.

Mr. Qiu was puzzled, thinking that their tacit understanding had faded over the years, so he simply said, "It's almost noon, and the children have come all this way, they must be hungry."

Jiang's mother gave an awkward laugh: "Yes, it's quite tiring."

Seeing that Jiang's mother didn't seem to understand him, Qiu's father continued, "Shouldn't we be cooking now?"

Jiang's mother nodded: "It's time to cook."

However, she still did not stand up.

Mr. Qiu and his children exchanged glances; the atmosphere was so strange that it was almost embarrassing.

Finally, Qiu's second daughter hesitated before standing up and saying, "Why don't I go?"

As expected, Qiu's father also stood up to stop him, saying, "How can we let you go? What kind of married daughter has to cook when she goes back to her parents' home?"

As he said this, Qiu's father still looked at Jiang's mother.

Jiang's mother looked away and said weakly, "Your father is right."

Mr. Qiu really couldn't understand what he meant. He had already said so much, so why was Jiang Qiu still unmoved?

Something's not right. Something's definitely not right here.

Mr. Qiu immediately thought of the time when he was tricked by that brat Jiang Wenhua, but Jiang Wenhua was not around. It couldn't be that he had instigated Jiang Qiu to mess with him, could it? Jiang Qiu was not that kind of person.

Mr. Qiu couldn't understand, but he felt guilty and didn't dare to call out to Mrs. Jiang. So he got up and went to the kitchen, saying as he went, "I haven't been back for a long time. Let me show you what I can do."

Jiang's mother was also upset, but she really didn't dare to do anything recklessly, fearing that Jiang Wenhua, that brat, might have bribed someone to keep an eye on the Qiu family. So she could only reply, "Your father's cooking skills should be pretty good. I can eat your father's cooking even when I'm healthy."

Mr. Qiu was furious.