With the system in place, who would spoil your whole family?

Su Jingchu is a filial son. Su Jiandang is old, and as his son, he should share the burden with him.

"Dad, you sit aside and take a rest. Let me sweep." Su Jingchu wanted to snatch the broom and garbage shovel from Su Jiandang's hands.

Lu Manshu, who was in the room, knew he would do this.

Since he likes to do it so much, let him do it to his heart's content.

The doors, windows, coffee tables and sofas in the house have not been dusted for a long time, and there are many spider webs on the ceiling, so let him do it.

Su Jiandang shuddered and looked at the broom and garbage shovel in his hands. What am I doing?

I'm not doing housework, am I? What a sin!

Housework is done by women, why would I do housework?

He wanted to throw the broom and shovel to Song Yingxia next to him, but his hands did not move, but his mouth moved, and he yelled at Su Jingchu next to him: "Go away, stop nagging."

"Oh." Su Jingchu responded softly, then went to the balcony to get a rag and a bucket.

Su Jingchu fetched a bucket of water, brought it to the living room and began to wipe the dust off the doors, windows, sofa and coffee table.

Seeing that Su Jiandang worked so hard, Su Jingchu did not dare to be lazy. After finishing the work in the living room, he went to the balcony to wipe the dust on the security net.

Seeing that Su Jiandang and his son were so proactive in doing housework tonight, Song Yingxia didn't slack off and helped put away An An's toys.

An hour later, the house was spotlessly clean by the three of them.

Su Jingchu and Su Jiandang had never done housework before. After working for an hour, they were so tired that they almost collapsed. They sat down on the sofa and couldn't get up for a long time.

Song Yingxia was also tired and went to take a shower, while An An played alone in her room.

Su Jiandang actually took the initiative to do housework, and Song Yingxia felt very sorry for him.

His old bones must be tired, right?

After Song Yingxia finished her shower, she asked Su Jiandang to go take a shower. "Old man, you must be exhausted after doing so much work tonight. Go take a shower and rest early, okay?"

Su Jiandang was too tired to move. He wanted to curse just now, but couldn't. Now he wants to try, can he still curse?

"You women are so lazy that you let me do the housework."

Hey, Su Jiandang felt strange that he could actually curse people normally.

Looking at the living room that he had cleaned up, Su Jiandang was furious. "Men will be in trouble if they do housework. You women are rebelling! You are rebelling!"

In the past, Emperor Huangdi had everything he wanted, and was served by a group of women.

Su Jiandang thinks he is a local tyrant and he cannot do housework.

He smelled his hands and found a smell of soy sauce, which was an insult to him.

Su Jiandang picked up the glass kettle on the coffee table and smashed it to the ground.

With a loud bang, glass shards splashed everywhere.

"Old man, what are you doing?" Song Yingxia felt sorry for him helping with housework just now, thinking that he had turned over a new leaf, but that didn't last more than two seconds.

The man did his work quite efficiently and cleanly, and she regretted working for him out of pity for him.

Su Jingchu didn't dare to say anything, but he was still implicated.

Su Jiandang looked at Lu Manshu's closed door and scolded him, "Look at what kind of woman you married? She's so lazy that she wants her husband to do housework? It's ridiculous. Ask her to come out and sweep up the broken glass."

Su Jingchu was used to being scolded by Su Jiandang, and he felt gratified when listening to his scolding.

His father is back to normal now, and the one doing the housework just now was definitely not his father.

Su Jingchu knocked on Lu Manshu's door, "Hey, come out and clean up! Hurry up! I give you one minute to come out, otherwise I will be rude to you."

Lu Manshu raised the corner of his mouth and laughed wickedly.

Su Jingchu shuddered, then went to the balcony to get a broom to sweep up the glass shards.

Su Jiandang had just finished scolding the woman when he started working again. The authority he had built up over the years was broken by him.

"Pa..." Su Jiandang slapped Su Jingchu in the face, then snatched the broom from his hand, threw it on the ground, and stepped on the broom head twice.

Su Jiandang was wearing slippers. When he stepped on the broom, the slippers tilted to one side and were cut by glass shards, and blood gushed out.

Su Jingchu supported him, "Dad, don't be angry! It's the same for everyone to do housework. She's been busy all day and is tired. Can you let her rest for a while?"

"You are rebelling! She doesn't listen to me because of you, you useless thing! Get out of the way!" Su Jiandang pushed Su Jingchu hard, spraining his foot and stepping on glass shards.

"Ah..." Su Jingchu screamed, "It hurts!"

Su Jingchu's foot was pierced by glass shards and bleeding occurred.

Both father and son were bleeding. Song Yingxia yelled at Su Jiandang, "The floor was cleaned so well, why did you make glass shards all over the floor? Now you two are bleeding, and you are causing so much trouble for no reason."

"If you keep talking, I'll kick you out!"

If I get kicked out, where will I spend the night?

Song Yingxia didn't dare to say anything and used disinfectant and Band-Aids to help the father and son clean their wounds.

After the bleeding stopped, Su Jiandang silently swept up the glass shards while Su Jingchu mopped the floor.

After more than ten minutes, the ground returned to its previous clean state.

Su Jingchu recalled what he said to his relatives during the meal. What he said at that time was not his real inner thoughts, and his mind was not very clear, as if he was in a dream.

He originally wanted to show off his G-Class in front of his relatives, but he didn't expect that instead of showing off, his incompetence was exposed. He could no longer hold his head up in front of his relatives and friends.

Su Jiandang also felt like he was dreaming. He was against men doing housework, but he was possessed by some unknown force to pick up the broom and sweep up the glass shards.

He was afraid that he was possessed by evil spirits, and he went to take a shower in a flustered and depressed mood, hoping to rest early.

Su Jingchu and Song Yingxia were watching TV in the living room.

Su Zhaodi, Lu Manshu and Chen Suyi all had their doors closed.

An An was in Song Yingxia's room, quiet.

Song Yingxia was lying on the sofa watching a TV series. When she was watching the most exciting part, she heard An An crying from her room.

An An was just discharged from the hospital two days ago and is still very weak.

Song Yingxia was very worried about him, so she jumped up and rushed back to the room.

I saw An An sitting on the ground, holding a bottle of liquid in his left hand, and his mouth smelled of kerosene.

Because he drank kerosene, his clothes on his chest were wet.

It’s bad, it’s bad. An An has such a weak stomach and drank kerosene. I wonder if it’s dangerous?

Song Yingxia quickly carried An An out and asked him to rinse his mouth.

But after rinsing my mouth, there was still a strong smell of kerosene.

She was very tired tonight, so she ignored An An.

After dinner, Chen Suyi didn't do any work and didn't even look after her children.

With a "bang", Song Yingxia kicked open Chen Suyi's door.

I saw her lying on the bed watching short videos, she was so happy!

And she was busy all evening.

Oh, not all night, but all day.

She has been busy all day and is exhausted.

Song Yingxia was instantly angry, "You are just pregnant, not paralyzed. As soon as you get home, you lie on the bed like a queen and don't even look at the child. You are too much!"

Su Jiandang heard An An's crying and Song Yingxia's scolding in the bathroom. He washed quickly, put on his clothes and came out.

Su Jiandang picked up An An and smelled kerosene from his mouth. "An An, what did you drink?"

An An was just crying, but he understood what Su Jiandang said and pointed at his room.

Song Yingxia turned around and yelled at Su Jiandang, "He drank kerosene!"

"Is that the bottle you left in your room?"

"Yes."

An An is very weak now and can't stand the torture. Chen Suyi thought that it was Song Yingxia who put the kerosene there, and yelled at her.

"You knew there were such young children at home, why didn't you put these chemicals away? Why?"

"I was afraid of a power outage and I wouldn't be able to see anything, so I bought some and put them at home as a preparation?" Song Yingxia said weakly, feeling guilty.

"It's the 21st century now, and there hasn't been a power outage for more than ten years. You're actually afraid of a power outage, and you bought these things and didn't keep them properly."

"I put it under the bed, and An An went to my room and took it out." Song Yingxia tried to shirk responsibility.

"Why didn't you put it higher? Why did you have to put it under the bed? You obviously did it on purpose."

The kerosene was indeed bought by Song Yingxia. She had nothing to say after being scolded by Chen Suyi, but things had already happened. The most important thing now was to send An An to the hospital.

Because there were 18 relatives coming to the house, some of those who had cars drove back by themselves, while those who didn't have cars asked Su Jingyan to take them back.

There were many relatives, so Su Jingyan made two trips and ran for more than three hours, but he still hadn't returned home.

Lu Manshu's car was sent for maintenance again. Without a car, how could he get to the hospital?