In the reborn era, the lucky bag is enjoying the show in the factory area.

Luo Yu's voice was as cold as the icicles outside, and her expressionless face was covered in frost.

Luo Li was so angry that she raised her hand to hit Luo Yu, but Luo Yu grabbed her wrist precisely and pushed her hard, knocking her to the ground.

The sudden conflict startled Mr. and Mrs. Luo, who quickly stood up.

Luo's mother helped Luo Li up, and angrily pointed at Luo Yu and started cursing.

"Damn you, fifth brother! I shouldn't have given birth to you. You've gotten so bold as to push your sister. Don't you have any sense of hierarchy?"

Luo Yu also stood up, looking at the mother and daughter with a cold smile.

"No, they're practically cutting off my livelihood, what's the point of respecting me!"

Let me tell you, there's no way you're getting a job. If you want one, go take the exam yourself. I'm not letting you.

Luo Li and her mother were shocked. "You, how could you do this?"

What will they do if the fifth brother refuses to give up his job?

Do we really have to go to the countryside?

Luo Li burst into tears and sobbed, clinging to her mother.

"Mom, I want to work. Please have Lao Wu give me his job. I don't want to go to the countryside."

Luo's mother patted Luo Li's back tenderly, "We're not going. That job is yours. Nobody else should even think about it. I told Lao Wu to give up his job, and she has to. I'm her mother."

Luo Yu also stood up, looking at the mother and daughter with a cold smile.

"No, they're practically cutting off my livelihood, what's the point of respecting me!"

Let me tell you, there's no way you're getting a job. If you want one, go take the exam yourself. I'm not letting you.

Luo Li and her mother were shocked. "You, how could you do this?"

What will they do if the fifth brother refuses to give up his job?

Do we really have to go to the countryside?

Luo Li burst into tears and sobbed, clinging to her mother.

"Mom, I want to work. Please have Lao Wu give me his job. I don't want to go to the countryside."

Luo's mother patted Luo Li's back tenderly, "We're not going. That job is yours. Nobody else should even think about it. I told Lao Wu to give up his job, and she has to. I'm her mother."

Upon hearing her mother's promise, Luo Li leaned on her shoulder and looked at Luo Yu triumphantly, her eyes no longer wet with tears.

Luo's mother looked at Luo Yu and said firmly, "I told you to give in, so it's settled. You go and sign up for the rural job today, and give the job to your second sister tomorrow."

Luo Yu smiled and looked at her mother, "I said I won't allow it."

When Luo's mother saw that Luo Yu wouldn't listen to her, she stood up, grabbed a broom from the doorway, and started hitting Luo Yu's face repeatedly.

Luo Yu narrowed his eyes, raised his hand and grabbed the broom, his cold gaze fixed on his mother.

"If you hit me again, don't blame me for taking action."

With a little force, he pulled the broom and the broom out of Luo's hands and threw them on the ground. His gaze towards Luo's mother returned to its calm and unwavering state.

"We were talking about giving up our jobs today, so I happen to have something to say to you all."

Mr. Luo frowned as he looked at the messy room.

“You can talk about what you want to say, but work…”

Luo Yu raised her hand to stop her father, "Shut up, or I'll report you for fabricating facts, deceiving the Party and the country, attempting to subvert the policies set by the Party and the country, and even attempting to overthrow the leadership of the Party and the country."

Upon hearing Luo Yu's words, Luo Ping and the other two were so frightened that their legs went weak.

They're usually quiet, but when they do come, it's a big deal—who can stand that?

Seeing that her outburst had startled the three men, Luo Yu continued before they could recover, "First, I will decide my own marriage from now on. You are not allowed to interfere. Don't use the guise of doing what's best for me to arrange a marriage for me. Otherwise, I will report you for arranging marriages and attempting to overthrow socialism and restore the feudal dynasty."

Upon hearing this, Luo's father was so angry he almost twisted his nose.

Why is it another report?

Besides, whose children's marriages aren't decided by their parents? What's wrong with him making the decisions?

But when he thought about the consequences of reporting it, Luo's father reluctantly agreed.

"Okay, I agree. You can decide your own marriage. You can marry whoever you want. Your family won't interfere, but we won't take care of your dowry either."

Luo's mother wanted to say something, but Luo's father glared at her, silencing her.

Luo Yu completely ignored his mother and continued, "Fine, but you can't keep a single penny of my betrothal gifts."

Mr. Luo was even angrier after hearing this, but he couldn't do anything about Luo Yu.

He was afraid that if anything displeased Luo Yu, she would report him.

Now is a sensitive time. If we actually report them, it won't do them any good. They might even lose their jobs. And most importantly, it would be embarrassing if their own daughter reported them.

Mr. Luo gritted his teeth. "I'm just wondering, what good will it do you to report your own family?"

Luo Yu smiled until her eyes narrowed. "There's no benefit to it, and it might even drag me down. But if I'm not doing well, I'll make my whole family suffer too. You think I'll suffer alone and give everything? No way."

Those good days are gone forever; you should cherish what you have now.

Upon hearing this, Mr. Luo took a deep breath and calmed down slightly.

"I promise you, no dowry, no betrothal gifts, and you're free to choose your own marriage, but this job..."

Luo Yu looked at her father with a cold smile, "I told you not to worry about it. If you keep worrying about it, I'm going to the neighborhood office right now."

Mr. Luo took a deep breath. "I can't possibly get nothing out of it, can I?"

Luo Yu waved his hand dismissively, "No, what benefits do you want? Haven't you received enough benefits over the years?"

When I was four, I helped my mom cook while standing on a stool. When I was six, all the housework was dumped on me, and I also had to take care of my mom during her postpartum period. Go ask around, which family has a daughter taking care of her mother during her postpartum period? You can't find a family like that even if you travel eight hundred miles.

When I was seven, my mom forced me to stay away from school so that someone could take care of my sister-in-law during her postpartum period. After my sister-in-law finished her postpartum period, my second sister-in-law gave birth, and then my sister-in-law became pregnant again. If the neighborhood committee hadn't come knocking on our door, my mom still wouldn't have let me go to school when I was nine. (All ages mentioned in this article are in Western calendars; in Northeast China, you need to be eight years old to start first grade.)

As for my two sisters-in-law, after they came into the family, I had to wash not only my brother's clothes, but also their underwear. Is it possible to exploit people like this?

Even in feudal society, long-term laborers working for landlords wouldn't do things like this, right?

For so many years, I've juggled school and housework. In school, I helped my two older sisters cheat on assignments, did all their homework, and after school, I had to cook, do laundry, and take care of the kids. What other family's child lives like mine, like a maid?

Luo Yu grew angrier as she spoke, angry at the selfishness of the Luo family and also angry at the original owner's cowardice; otherwise, she would have suffocated herself over such a trivial matter.

Luo Yu was angry at the original owner for being stupid. She just couldn't understand why she should give way to everyone when everyone was experiencing life for the first time. Rather than feeling resentful, she would rather destroy everyone.

Luo's father was speechless after being rebuked. He turned to look at his wife and saw that she avoided his gaze, so he knew that his fifth son was not lying.

He usually goes to work, and his wife basically takes care of things at home. He really didn't know that his fifth son had suffered so much. Of course, even if he did know, he wouldn't say much. As long as someone does the housework, it doesn't matter who it is.