Quick Transmigration Female Supporting Character: Male God, Please Lie Down

Even just casually taking care of a paralyzed elderly person would cost three or four thousand yuan a month!

Her mother, despite not having done anything particularly meritorious or hard-working, still prioritized feeding and drinking her when she earned money. Of course, this didn't earn her grandmother's favor.

Perhaps, in her eyes, the fact that she and her daughter could live here for more than ten years was already a blessing for them.

"You stinky girl!"

Immediately, Grandma threw the bowl of scalding hot soup from the table at Sun Qingyou.

Sun Qingyou naturally wouldn't just stand there waiting for her to smash it; she quickly dodged away.

The bowl of soup was smashed on the ground, splashing soup everywhere and shattering the delicate porcelain pieces all over the floor.

"Qingyou, are you alright?"

Tang Wenfang rushed to Sun Qingyou's side. Seeing that she was unharmed, she breathed a deep sigh of relief. As long as Qingyou was alright, everything was fine.

"Are you two trying to drive me to my death now so you can take my house for yourself?"

Grandma, her face grim, scolded them.

But before Sun Qingyou and the others could say anything, she spoke again, "Hehe...you're really dreaming. Let me tell you, even if I donate this house, I won't give it to you. Don't think I don't know that Tang Wenfang, you've been taking such good care of me just for this house, haven't you?"

No!

Tang Wenfang was surprised that she would suddenly say that, and quickly waved her hands.

"Humph……"

Grandma remained unmoved; that was the way she had made up her mind.

Although Tang Wenfang has taken care of her for so many years, the mother and daughter have finally found a place to live.

Sun Qingyou, that little brat, isn't the eldest grandson, so she won't get a share of this house.

She knew her son had gone to another city and hadn't come back. He had secretly called her a few times, and in short, he seemed to be doing well.

Anyway, with Tang Wenfang taking care of him at home, it didn't matter if her son was having a carefree time outside.

When she gets old, she'll sell the house and send the money to her son.

It was truly a win-win situation, so she had carefully considered all of this.

She would never give Sun Qingyou and the others anything they wanted.

"Really? Then we'll leave. We don't want this house, and we don't want to live here. Grandma, take care of yourself!"

Sun Qingyou pulled Tang Wenfang into the room and told her to start packing.

"Qingyou, we can't leave! If the two of us leave, we'll truly have no home left!"

Tang Wenfang cried, tears streaming down her face.

"Mom, do you feel like you have a home here?"

Sun Qingyou asked aloud.

"Uh……"

Tang Wenfang was stumped by the question.

"In that case, my daughter and I will go out together. We'll rent a place to stay first, and we'll talk about the rest later!"

Sun Qingyou came out with a bag and put clothes inside.

Tang Wenfang looked at her daughter and realized that she had indeed suffered a lot over the years.

They were also packed up along with it.

"What about your grandma?!"

Tang Wenfang asked.

"Doesn't she have two daughters? With a house, she has the whole world!"

Sun Qingyou's lips curled into a mocking smile.

My father left when I was two years old and never came back.

My mother worked tirelessly to earn money to support the family, while also taking care of my paralyzed mother-in-law. She did this for over twenty years.