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

Dong Chunmiao's breathing became heavier, and her husband's expression was even more terrifying than when he heard that she had miscarried at her parents' house the night before.

"I... my brother offended someone and had several ribs broken... no one took care of him, that's why I came here." Dong Chunmiao's words were incoherent.

Chen Xiangnan squinted at the two men on the hospital bed. "Oh, is that so? Everyone in your family except you and these two good-for-nothings is dead? That's truly... a blessing from heaven."

Dong Chunmiao: How could you say that?

Chen Xiangnan: "Do you want to know who he offended?"

Dong Chunmiao looked up. "Who?"

"They have offended me."

As soon as she finished speaking, Dong Chunmiao saw her mother and father, one with a broken hand and the other with a broken leg, struggling to push a wheelchair and the other struggling to sit in a wheelchair, appear outside the ward.

"Dad, Mom!"

Dong Chunmiao no longer felt that she was also sick, and ran over to ask, "You..."

Dong Chunmiao's mother cried and said, "I don't know which damned person is trying to make trouble for our family. How are we going to live like this?"

Dong Chunmiao said fiercely, "You...it's you..."

Chen Xiangnan smirked, "That's good, your family is reunited now. I'll go tell the nurses' station to put you in one ward so Dong Chunmiao can take care of you."

He paused, as if remembering something, "Oh right, what about my two good nephews? Did I forget about them?"

Dong Chunmiao's already pale face looked even more like a ghost now. "No, no, you can't do this."

She thought Chen Xiangnan had gone mad. Did he mean that her parents had left the baby at the hospital, or that he had left them behind because he hit someone?

Chen Xiangnan smiled and said, "What do you mean 'can't'? I don't understand, just like you didn't understand the oath I made you swear before."

Dong Chunmiao's mother wondered what they were talking about. The numbing cream had worn off in her hand, and she was in a lot of pain. "Chummiao, quickly help your father to bed. We're in big trouble this time."

Dong Chunmiao was still lost in her own thoughts when her body finally gave out and she fainted.

"Useless thing," her mother cursed, ignoring her daughter who had just miscarried lying on the cold ground.

"Son-in-law, look at our family, none of us are any good. Could you help us get your dad into bed?"

Chen Xiangnan gave a half-smile, answering a question that seemed unrelated: "Do you think your Dong family might really die out?"

Dong Chunmiao's mother blamed all these misfortunes on her daughter, saying that if it weren't for her, they wouldn't have suffered these undeserved calamities. She insisted that her daughter should pay for it and even compensate for the losses!

Satisfied to see his father-in-law angrily berate Dong Chunmiao, and his mother-in-law, terrified and furious, kicking Dong Chunmiao in return, Chen Xiangnan hummed a song and left.

"Son-in-law, we...we still owe money." Dong Chunmiao's mother shouted loudly as soon as she saw that the man had left and seemed to have really abandoned them.

Idiot!

Chen Xiangnan didn't even turn his head. What did their lives have to do with him? Did they think he was made of clay?

Behind him was his mother-in-law's loud, wailing voice.

Today, he took leave again. After asking someone to do something for him, he always wanted to give them something nice. Chen Xiangnan went to the supply and marketing cooperative and bought some cigarettes and alcohol. He even borrowed some money from his sister.

When they returned to the compound, Lingling sat down with Hu Jie's daughter, Hu Yingying, who lived next door, and they ate dried sweet potatoes.

"Yingying, you gave me so many candies, but I don't have anything to give you back." Chen Lingling clutched the colorful candy wrappers, feeling a little embarrassed.

"What's the big deal? My dad said your grandma brought me such a pretty little hair clip from Shanghai, so I should just accept it. Just keep eating it. Next time my dad comes back, he'll bring us even better ones." Hu Yingying chewed on the sweet potato chips, folding the candy wrappers with her little hands. The wrappers were pretty, and she wanted to collect them.

"Your dad is so kind; he always brings so many things back with him," Chen Lingling said enviously.

When her father was mentioned, Hu Yingying felt a little depressed. She missed him terribly, but she could never see him. When she was in school, some people talked badly about her behind her back, saying that she was an unwanted child.