Divorce with three kids? I'll build a house and eat meat, driving my in-laws crazy.

Chapter 106 They are just your stepsons

Neither Zhao nor Wang Shuixia liked what Feng Yuzhu said.

She retorted, "Second sister-in-law, can't you speak properly? Aren't you cursing us?"

What a despicable woman! After all these years as sisters-in-law, Wang Shuixia never imagined that Feng Yuzhu would actually wish for their deaths.

Chen Dagang muttered, "Second brother, aren't you going to do anything about it?"

When Chen Ertong was called on, he said with a forced smile, "What she said makes sense. When it comes to passing the imperial examination, the eldest brother and sister-in-law should be the ones to help the most. We can't always rely on others."

We used to rely on Li Ruru, and now we rely on them.

So, it turns out that all you, brother and sister-in-law, can do is talk, and you have to rely on others for everything else?
They didn't eat their elder brother and sister-in-law's food, nor did they drink their drinks, and they owed them nothing.

How can these two be so self-righteous when asking others for money?

Just because they are brothers, does he have to help his older brother's family for the rest of his life?
Why? Why?!
Chen Dagang was confused by his second brother's words.

Wang Shuixia retorted, "What do you mean by relying on others? We're all family, why bother with so much?"

"Hahahaha, how ridiculous." Zhang Junniang suddenly burst into laughter. After she had finished laughing, she covered her face and said, "Since we are all family, then elder brother and sister-in-law, please give me two taels of silver."

"What do you need the money for?" Zhao was the first to express her dissatisfaction. She should be in charge of managing the family's money. This third son's wife was hiding money and now she was asking the eldest son for money. It was simply too much.

"I'm using brown sugar to nourish my body so I can give your Chen family a grandson soon. How can I get pregnant if I'm eating wild vegetable porridge every day?"

Feng Yuzhu seized the opportunity to say, "That's right, I'm pregnant and I'm always hungry, how will the baby grow up?"

She was carrying the child of the Chen family, but her mother didn't care at all. She only cared about Chen Jinbang's tuition fees, showing complete favoritism.

"We're not starving! What's wrong with wild vegetable porridge? You're lucky to have anything to eat."

"Back when there was a famine, your father and I even ate tree bark," Zhao said angrily.

A bunch of heartless bastards, they take advantage of her now that they've had their fill.

The crowd nearly came to blows, with the second and third wives unusually standing together, insisting they had no money.

I won’t give it even if I have money.

Just as everyone was at a stalemate, Chen Bingxiao, who hadn't spoken until now, suddenly said, "Second brother's wife, you may not have money, but your family does."

Feng Yuzhu was taken aback. What did her father mean? Was he telling her to go home and ask her family for money to pay for her nephew's tuition?
How dare my father think that, how dare he say that?

Feng Yuzhu twitched the corners of her mouth and said coldly, "How about I dig up my family's ancestral graves and squeeze some money out of them to pay for Jinbang's tuition?"

Chen Bingxiao wasn't annoyed by the rebuke, and looked at Zhang Junniang again: "Your family and your former husband's family must have a lot of money, right?"

He had heard that those two shameless old women, Madam Lü and Madam Wang, had stolen their daughter-in-law's dowry.

That's the Chen family's money!

Chen Bingxiao's heart bled whenever he thought about this, but he didn't have the guts to go to both families to make a scene, so he could only set his sights on his daughter-in-law.

If Zhang Junniang went home to ask for it herself, she would be able to get some back no matter what.

Zhang Junniang, unable to bear it any longer, said, "Old man Chen, you shameless old man."

I'm telling you this clearly today: I have ten taels of silver, but I won't give a single penny to the successful candidate. I'm saving this money for my son's education.

Chen Jinbang is educated, so why can't her two sons?

It's better to rely on your own son than your nephew.

Instead of hoping to benefit from her nephew's success, she should let her own son succeed so she can become the mother of a scholar or a high-ranking official.

Then let her son earn her an imperial title. Once she has that title, she can beat up anyone she doesn't like.

So what if Li Ruru can make money? In the end, she'll still have to kneel on the ground and kowtow to him.

He obediently offered his face, letting her hit him as much as she wanted.

Zhang Junniang had only said it casually, and her intention to send her son to school was simply to spite Old Man Chen, but now she thought the idea was absolutely brilliant.

It doesn't matter if my son doesn't do well in school; we can just pay a good tutor to give him some extra lessons.

It's all about human effort. Her son isn't stupid; he'll learn eventually. If he doesn't pass the exam in one year, he can try again in two. He'll succeed eventually.

"What? Let Ma Gan and Ma Yong study? No way!" Wang Shuixia was the first to jump out and object.

There can only be one person in this family who is educated, and that is his son.

If those two little brats also went to school, their parents wouldn't favor them anymore.

It was already completely dark, and Ma Gan, Ma Yong, Chen Jingang, and Chen Jintong were all fast asleep, completely unaware of what had happened in the main room.

Zhang Junniang looked at Chen Sanbao with a smile: "Brother Bao, what do you think?"

The way he called out "Brother Bao" so affectionately and charmingly made Chen Sanbao tremble and almost fall off his chair.

Wang Shuixia and Feng Yuzhu exchanged a glance. What was she thinking? Wasn't she ashamed in front of so many people?

“Cough cough, yes, yes, let my son go to school, my son should go to school too,” Chen Sanbao said.

Zhao was very angry, but still 'kindly' reminded him, "They are just your stepsons."

The subtext is that there's no need to be so good to your stepson, since he's not your biological son after all.

Zhang Junniang didn't like hearing this. "Jinbang is just his nephew. A stepson is always closer than a nephew, right?"

“Yes, Junniang is right, let’s just call it a day.” After saying that, Chen Sanbao pulled Zhang Junniang to bed.

Feng Yuzhu and Chen Ertong also made an excuse to leave. The remaining few people couldn't come up with any good ideas, so they could only shake their heads and sigh as they went inside.

The Bai family.

On a carved sandalwood chair, a beautiful and elegant woman, as if a fairy had descended to earth, sat quietly.

Madam Bai wore a purple dress that shimmered with a luxurious sheen. The patterns on the dress intertwined and entwined, resembling blooming peonies or mysterious vines, with every stitch and thread showcasing unparalleled luxury.

She slightly raised her head and asked the kneeling servant, "What has that brat been up to lately?"

The servant replied respectfully, "Madam, Miss has been staying at Hongfu Restaurant, and sometimes she even stays there."

Madam Bai chuckled and said, "Oh? Where does she still live? Is there no room for her at home?"

If others find out, who knows what they'll say about her.

If things go wrong, she might be accused of mistreating her daughter.

Reputable families value their reputation most, and women like Madam Bai, who remarried, cherish their image even more.

The servant was so frightened that his face turned pale, and his lips trembled as he said, "Miss... she's probably worried about the restaurant's business."

Madam Bai casually admired the nail polish she had just applied; the bright yet understated dark pink made her fingers appear long and beautiful.

She parted her thin lips slightly and asked, "Did she manage to get Hongfu Restaurant up and running? How's business now?"

The servant shook his head blankly: "Madam, I...I don't know."

"You don't know?! You useless piece of trash, slap yourself!"

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A clear slapping sound rang out in the room as the servant slapped himself hard across the face, gritting his teeth as he did so.

It was as if that wasn't their own face, but some shameful, filthy thing.

Soon, his face swelled up and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

But his wife didn't tell him to stop, so he didn't dare to slack off for a moment and could only whip himself harder.

Just then, Bai Lu suddenly walked in with a smile: "Oh my, I had no idea what was going on. Mother, you're usually so imposing, but you're taking such a roundabout way to ask about something."

Why don't you just come to me directly? Why make things difficult for these servants?

If word gets out, people might think you're up to something shameful, don't you think?

(End of this chapter)