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

If they lose all of that money at once, they don’t know how many sheep they have to sell to make that much money?

As Old Mrs. Chen walked, she cursed Lu Manshu for being cunning and scheming, and for making their family a mess.

The house was quiet without the three grandchildren at home. Old Mrs. Chen was not used to it, and all the housework fell on her. Old Mrs. Chen blamed all the mistakes on Lu Manshu and cursed her and her ancestors for 18 generations.

As expected, Lu Manshu earned another 180 million, earning back all the money he spent on buying the villa, and even had some left over.

It was time for Lu Manshu to go home. She told Su Zhaodi not to tell Su Jingchu about the house purchase. Su Zhaodi had seen through the character of her two younger brothers and promised not to let them know about the house.

Lu Manshu paid three months' nursing fees and the nanny's salary, and then gave Su Zhaodi 3 yuan, and then set out on his journey home.

Su Zhaodi felt really bad for spending so much money on Lu Manshu, so she would send any wild specialties she found back to her in the future.

Su family.

Before Su Zhaodi was beaten, the local specialties she sent to Lu Manshu had already arrived home, but part of them were divided up by Song Yingxia and Chen Suyi.

Chen Suyi asked for red dates, Song Yingxia asked for astragalus, and fortunately no one snatched up the most expensive Chinese jujube kernels.

He Xiaolian had trouble sleeping, so before Lu Manshu gave birth to Mengmeng, he spent 500 yuan to buy a pound of sour jujube kernels for her online.

Lu Manshu took it to a friend who knew about real goods for identification, and found out that it was a fake.

Black merchants dye lentils and sell them as jujube kernels.

Lu Manshu reported the matter to the merchant, but the merchant refused to admit that they were selling fake goods and refused to allow returns.

Previously, someone bought something she was not satisfied with and gave the merchant a bad review, so the merchant sent her a children's shroud.

Lu Manshu was afraid of retaliation from the merchant, so he would rather suffer the loss himself than give a bad review, let alone return the goods.

It is said that real sour jujube kernels are sold for 800 to 1000 yuan per pound. This is a mountain product that Su Zhaodi found herself, so it is definitely not fake.

Lu Manshu was afraid that Song Yingxia would come and snatch the sour jujube kernels, so he quickly locked them in the safe, then called He Xiaolian and told her that he would send her the good stuff the next day.

Su Jingchu originally thought that since Lu Manshu went out of town, he could drive her G-Class to show off, but he didn't expect that she locked the G-Class car keys and valuables in the safe. He got nothing and was full of resentment.

Lu Manshu didn't notice that he was angry at all and continued chatting and laughing with He Xiaolian.

Su Jingchu couldn't understand Lu Manshu's dialect, didn't know what they were talking about, and got angry at Lu Manshu.

"You are not allowed to speak to your family in dialect anymore!"

Lu Manshu glanced at him and ignored his words.

Su Jingchu snatched her phone and threw it on the bed, "I'm your husband, you have to listen to what I say."

Lu Manshu's eyes were full of anger. He was getting itchy because she had been away from home for a few days.

Lu Manshu rolled up his sleeves, straightened Su Jingchu, facing the door of the room, and kicked him.

Under the huge impact, he rushed to the living room, fell to the ground, and hit his forehead on the coffee table.

"Hiss..." Su Jingchu groaned in pain.

Song Yingxia came over to check on him, and his forehead was immediately swollen. "It was so hard to be quiet at home for a while, but you started beating people up as soon as you came back. Whenever you're at home, you make our family a mess."

"It's not that your family is in chaos when I'm home, but when I'm home, your family picks on me. I called my mother and we were talking fine, but do you know what your son said to me?"

"what did he say?"

"He told me not to use dialect when talking to my family in the future. I am just marrying into your family, not being sold to you. I don't even have the freedom to speak anything."

"My son is your husband, you have to listen to whatever he says. If he doesn't allow you to speak dialect, then you can't speak it." Song Yingxia was arrogant.

Lu Manshu didn't indulge her. "Are you sick? Why can you speak in dialect when talking to your family? I can't. Besides, there are two things a person can't change, do you know that?"

"what?"

"One is my surname, the other is my accent. These two cannot change no matter where I go. Although I married into your family, you have no right to change my language."

"If you marry into our family, none of us will understand your dialect, so it's normal not to let you speak it."

"I don't speak dialect when communicating with you. But can't I also speak dialect when communicating with my mother? Don't make excuses."

Lu Manshu had not been home for a while, and the house became much quieter. Su Jiandang was not possessed by ghosts as before.

He went to see a fortune teller again and got a talisman, thinking that the talisman protected him and made evil things dare not approach him, so he became bolder.

He had long been fed up with Lu Manshu and yelled at her again.

"The property deed of this house is in my name. It's my house. I warn you that you must listen to me and my son in my house. If my son tells you not to speak in dialect, you must not speak. If you don't listen, pack up and leave. You are not welcome here."

Looking at Su Jiandang's hideous face, Lu Manshu really wanted to tear him in half.

In the past, Lu Manshu was penniless and very afraid of being kicked out, but now she has more than 3000 million in her bank account and can buy a house at any time, so she doesn’t have to worry about those stupid donkeys at all.

Originally, Lu Manshu had never thought about moving away, and was planning to continue living with them. After all, if he lived with them, he could make money easily.

Since they have already said they want to drive her away, there is no need for her to stay here. After all, as long as they are still her parents-in-law, she can come back often to make money.

This accelerated Lu Manshu's plan to buy a house.

Lu Manshu was deserting, but Su Jiandang thought she was afraid of him, and said proudly: "If I don't want me to kick you out, you have to obey me. If I tell you to go east, you must not go west."

As soon as Lu Manshu came back, all the members of the Su family started to find fault with her.

Since you are picking on me, there is no need for me to be polite to you.

Su Jiandang was still very proud of himself. He had just trained Lu Manshu and now he wanted to test whether it was effective.

"I'm hungry, hurry up and cook for me."

Lu Manshu pretended not to hear what he said and turned back to her room.

She and Mengmeng each have a set of used clothes that have not been washed yet, and Rourou also has two sets of clothes that have not been washed, which adds up to a bucket of clothes.

She carried a bucket of clothes to the balcony.

Su Jiandang jumped up and immediately stopped listening to what had just been said. She didn't take him, the head of the family, seriously at all.

"I asked you to cook, did you hear me?"

"I haven't been home for a few days. Don't you guys eat? Why do you ask me to cook as soon as I come back?"

"I like asking you to cook, so what?"

Lu Manshu didn't look at him or say anything. She turned on the faucet and let the water soak the clothes.

Su Jiandang had tolerated her time and again, but she had already challenged his limits.

His temper was flared up quickly, and he immediately rushed to the balcony, kicked over her bucket, and dumped all her clothes on the floor.

"This is what happens when you don't listen to me!"

Lu Manshu looked at Su Jiandang and saw that his eyes were full of blood. He was already in a state of extreme anger.

Okay, ask me to cook and I will do it, but I also have to wash my clothes.

I can't wash clothes if I go to cook, so I have to have someone help me wash them, and that person is your son.

"Okay, I'll go cook." Lu Manshu picked up the clothes on the ground, put them in the bucket, then turned and walked into the kitchen.

When she passed by Su Jingchu, she glanced at him, her lips curled up, revealing a slight smile.