Before he died, my grandfather forced me to marry the richest man in the capital.

After hearing about their older brother's "glorious" deeds at school, the three younger brothers lowered their heads and hid their laughter, afraid that they would be scolded by their father if they laughed out loud.

No matter how naughty the four children were from childhood to adulthood, Su Yu never raised his hand to hit them, not even on their bottoms. This was all thanks to the free-range rules set by Guo Guo.

Su Yu should not suppress the child's natural instincts, as Su Can's current behavior suggests he's gone too far.

They completely ruined Su Yu's face, and he almost lost his life.

Su Yu composed himself and continued talking about his son, "There were two other times when he didn't read the questions carefully and copied the wrong answers. He has only sat and listened to English class three times since the start of the semester, and he sleeps the rest of the time. He has severe urinary frequency during math class and needs to go to the toilet five times in one class. In chemistry class, he broke 15 test tubes."

Everyone: "............" Who can help persuade people about these wrongdoings? The best help is to keep your mouth shut.

Han Guoguo and Su's mother sat upright on the sofa like students being lectured, their backs straight. They had realized their mistakes. Su Can's good "achievements" today were largely due to the contributions of the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, who deserved at least a "contribution award".

Seeing this, Mr. Su shook his head helplessly, as if he hadn't heard his son scolding his grandson. He listlessly flipped through today's newspaper and quietly became a tool, inwardly agreeing with his son's discipline of his grandson.

Previously, Su's father had expressed his opinions to Su's mother regarding the doting on their grandchildren by the mother and daughter-in-law, but he had very few opportunities to speak up at home, and after failing a few times, he stopped speaking up.

It wasn't until her grandson came in last place again in the exam that Su's mother secretly told Su's father that they should discipline their grandson. Su's father calmly replied, "I've talked about this before. If you had listened to even one word, Cancan wouldn't be in first place all the time."

Seeing that Can Can was keeping her head down and not making a sound, Su Yu switched the feather duster and hit his son's hand with the stick end. Han Guoguo remembered to tell her husband that gentlemen use words, not fists. Her bottom had just left the sofa when her mother-in-law pressed her back down, silently shaking her head, telling her daughter-in-law not to go, or all her efforts would be in vain.

Han Guoguo sat down again with a pained expression, staring intently at the feather duster in Su Yu's hand.

Su's mother was also worried, but in her mind were Su's father's words: This feather duster was the one used to beat Su Xue, and it has been used to dust ever since. This time it is being put to good use.

Su Can rubbed his hand in pain after being hit, remaining silent with his lips pursed. Su Yu asked with a dark face, "Tell me, how did the problems you mentioned above come about?"

Su Can reviewed his past actions in his mind and made a simple summary: "A mistake."

Everyone: ".............." You might as well not have explained at all.

Upon hearing this, Su Yu almost choked. He closed his eyes and helped analyze each question one by one. "Okay, I'll pick a few questions to help you analyze. I'll assume you copied the wrong questions too fast. But why do you fall asleep as soon as English class starts, when it's more effective than sleeping pills?"

Su Can answered truthfully, "The teacher's English is too good. I can't understand a single word. It's like listening to gibberish."

Why not sleep? Are you just going to stare at the teacher for 45 minutes like an idiot? You'll end up cross-eyed. He kept these thoughts to himself, not daring to say them aloud. After all, his father was holding a weapon, and he didn't want to end up like Xiao Chen, needing someone to help him pull up his pants when he went to the toilet.

Han Guoguo: Is it possible that it's not that the teacher's level is too high, but that my son doesn't know the words?

The couple were in perfect sync. Su Yu analyzed, "It's not that the teacher's level is too high, it's that you don't recognize many words in the book."

Su Can didn't refute it; what her father said was the truth, and indeed, she didn't know many of them.

"Second question, why do you need to go to the bathroom every time math class starts? Is your bladder unable to hold urine?"

The other three children laughed out loud, then realized they had gone too far and immediately stood up straight. Su Yu glanced at his three sons and said, "You don't need to laugh. Your brother is setting an example for you today. If you ever find yourself in a situation like this, this feather duster is for you. Do you understand?"

The three children answered and nodded in unison, "Dad, we heard you."

Su Yu shifted his gaze from the three children to Su Can, "Tell me, are you having trouble finding the words or organizing your thoughts?"

Su Can straightened up, cleared his throat, and said, "I drank too much water."

Everyone: "............"

"Okay, I'll assume you just drank too much water. Starting tomorrow, if you need to go to the bathroom during math class, you'll have to take your blanket to the bathroom to sleep. You can go back to your room to sleep when you change this habit."

Su Can: ".............." So ruthless.

Just when everyone thought it was ruthless, Su's father silently gave his son a thumbs up in his heart, praising his son for being so capable.

On his way back, Su Yu thought of many ways to cure his son. He had to cut off all his escape routes, otherwise he couldn't be corrected. "The third question: Do you have Parkinson's? It seems like it can be removed as soon as you get a test tube, or do you have a grudge against test tubes?"

Su Can thought for a moment and replied, "The test tube is too slippery."

"Is your test tube the only one in the class that's slippery?"

"No, that's not it. I just applied some hand cream."

Su Yu turned to Han Guoguo and said, "Guoguo, put your hand cream away."

Han Guoguo nodded hurriedly, explaining why her hand cream was used up so quickly and always got deformed from being squeezed out. So that was the problem.

"Starting tomorrow, if you break a test tube during lab class, you'll be responsible for cleaning the lab room. I've already spoken to your homeroom teacher. If you like cleaning, feel free to break test tubes."

Su Can felt like dying at this moment; he'd rather just get a good beating like his uncle had done and be done with it.

After analyzing the problem, Su Yu believed that the children had absorbed some of the information and continued, "None of you four need to have any ulterior motives about who can help take over the company. I'm telling you this now, none of you can escape. Those with good grades will become managers, and those with bad grades will have to go to Su's to clean toilets."

Su Can originally wanted to say that if he went to work at the company, the company would go bankrupt, but his father brought up cleaning the toilets instead. He couldn't very well say that he would clean up all the toilets and block all the roads.

The thought that had just formed in my throat was swallowed back down.

Su Yu stared at his son, whose face was ashen, and said coldly, "Don't think that just because you can retake the exam next year, you can give up this year. If you don't pass next year, you'll have to continue the year after. You'll only finish retaking the exam when you get into university. If you like this college entrance exam process, I'll accompany you. The Su family can afford the high school tuition. Even if you study for the rest of your life, it won't be a problem, as long as you don't mind the embarrassment."

Su Can: Isn't this unnecessary? You've cut off his escape route.

He thought his father would give up on him if he failed the exam next year, and he thought to himself, "It's over."

Finally, Su Yu set rules for the family, including a self-discipline chart for studying, and set final grades for all the children. He also set a target score of 480 for Su Can's college entrance exam this year. If he didn't get that score, he would continue to be grounded and receive extra tutoring.

Han Guoguo was a little frightened when she saw Su Yu so angry for the first time. She took out her phone and secretly took a picture of Su Yu scolding the child and posted it in the Fairy Fortress group, with the caption: "Our old Su has shown his power after the parent-teacher meeting. I can't protect Su Can at all when he does things."

Lan Yunxi also posted a photo in the group of Han Yue scolding Han Yichen. The scene was exactly the same, with the caption: Same plot, can't protect him.

At that time, a similar scenario was unfolding at the Han family villa.

The scene was familiar: the Han family couple, Lan Yunxi, and Han Yinuo were sitting on the sofa, while Han Yue and Han Yichen stood in the center of the living room.

Today, Han Yue wasn't carrying a ruler. After watching his son for a few minutes, he pulled up a stool, leaned back lazily, crossed his legs, and asked with a half-smile, "Do you like being a carpenter?"

Han Yichen knew why his father asked that, and quickly shook his head, "I don't like it."

"Do you dismantle three chairs in one semester? Or do you prefer standing to listen to lectures? Or do you have hemorrhoids?"

The people on the sofa just listened. When Han Yue came back from the parent-teacher meeting, he didn't look well and didn't say a word during dinner. The group guessed that Xiao Chen's performance at school must be very bad, otherwise Han Yue wouldn't be so angry.

He always hides his emotions, so this obvious outburst means he's really angry.

In fact, Han Yue deliberately showed his emotions because he was afraid that the cheaters would protect this brat again. Once someone protects him, this brat will not correct his mistakes and will continue to take chances.

Han Yichen spoke softly, glancing at his grandmother and mother. "Actually, I did want to fix it at first, but I couldn't in the end."

He noticed his son's little act; he was asking for help. Han Yue chuckled, "Oh, so you mean I have to reward you for taking care of school property?"

Han Yichen guiltily refused, waving his hand, afraid that his father would really reward him and then start settling scores later when he found out the truth. "No need for that. It was just something I did on the spur of the moment. I won't fix it again."

Actually, I took it apart out of boredom and had a competition with another classmate to see how fast I could put it back together. I overestimated myself. Taking apart a stool is not like taking apart Lego; you can't just put it back together exactly as it was.

The main problem is that the school's stools are of very poor quality; they break easily with just a little force, and once broken, they cannot be reassembled.

Han Yue threatened him seriously, his tone full of concern for his son's interests, "I thought you liked carpentry. I even contacted a construction site for you this afternoon. I finally convinced them to hire child laborers. Are you going?"

After their last chat, Lan Yunxi understood Yue Ge's tactics. He definitely hadn't been in contact with her; he was just trying to scare Xiao Chen and hope that Xiao Chen would change for the better.

"I'm not going."

Han Yue: "Did I refuse? I even gave them a gift."

Han Yichen: "............" He suspected that his father wanted to kill him, and the evidence was very convincing.

"Alright, if you don't go, I'll just tell them. If you want to be a carpenter again next time, I'll help you get in touch. The Han family has the money to train you in a skill. A boy should have his own skill. Carpentry is a good job."

Looking at her grandson's expression, then at her son's, Han's mother couldn't help but turn and smile, thinking that this was a good idea.

Han Yue: "How about becoming an electrician? If you're interested, I can help you get in touch. You have good ambitions; are you looking to develop in the field of whole-house customization?"

Before Han Yichen could shake his head, Han Yue continued, "Don't want to? Then what are you trying to do, fixing the stool and unplugging the power? I thought you were researching the school's electrical circuits, weren't you?"

These words reminded Han Yinuo of the several power outages at school last month. Chinese class was changed to self-study because there was no power and the teacher's PowerPoint presentations couldn't be opened. Self-study was delayed several times. It turned out that her brother had caused the problem.

Han Yichen felt uneasy under his father's direct gaze. After a moment's thought, he replied, "I just wanted to help check the school's computers, but I might not have been able to find anything because I'm not skilled enough."

"Hmm, did they not detect it, or did they simply hack the computer?"

Han Yichen searched his mind for the right words, scratched his head, and touched his cheek. "The main problem was that we missed a loophole, so we messed up. I won't help with the checks anymore; let the school administrators do it."

Han Yue wasn't angry at all; a meaningful smile played on his lips, a smile that seemed to hide a knife. He leisurely accepted the water glass Xiao Xi handed him, thanked her, took a sip, and then Lan Yunxi sat back down on the sofa.

"If you really like computers, you can go play at your mom's tech company during your holidays." After saying this, Han Yichen's eyes visibly lit up. Then, Han Yue's next sentence poured cold water on his excited son, "On the condition that you achieve the final score I set, 550. Otherwise, don't even think about it."

Han Yichen: ".............."

Han's father, who had been warned by Han's mother, sat quietly, thinking: Xiao Yue is planning to use a combination of threats and rewards to save Xiao Chen.

Seeing that her son was listless again, she ignored him and said, "Finally, can I ask you when you started having this weird hobby?"

"Huh?" Han Yichen didn't quite understand and looked completely bewildered.

"How did you put an orange under that classmate's butt, making them sit on it covered in oranges?"

Han Yichen was very confident about this. He looked up and met his father's gaze. "Dad, I think we can talk about this privately."

Han Yue paused for a few seconds, then stood up, holding the cup in one hand, and gestured with his chin to signal his son to go upstairs. Han Yichen followed closely behind.

Inside the room, Han Yue leaned against the door with his arms crossed. "Go ahead and speak, no need for any prelude."

Han Yichen looked at me with a look of praise, "I put oranges there because that person put love letters on my sister's desk."

Upon hearing this, Han Yue's face instantly turned cold. He knew that Nuonuo's excellence would definitely attract many admirers, so he had always arranged for his son and daughter to be in the same class. "We'll find another way later."

Han Yichen: "Ah... are there any other good ideas?"

Han Yue put his arm around his son's shoulder, lowered his voice, and said with a smile, "From now on, if anyone writes a love letter to Nuonuo and bothers our Nuonuo, you should like him."

"Ah...no, Dad, I can't let my sister ruin me."

Han Yue smacked him on the back of the head. "Use your brain. You can easily get caught using oranges to prank someone and then report them. If you pretend to like someone, they can produce evidence to prove you like them. Use your brain when you do things."

Han Yichen suddenly realized and understood. This method was indeed better than leaving oranges, and besides, it was all fake. Just as he was thinking this to himself, Han Yue said, "One thing at a time. Protecting your sister is one thing, and getting 550 on the test is another. Don't try to confuse things and lower your total score. I'm not selling vegetables, so I don't need you to bargain. Do your homework. The good and bad will cancel each other out."

After saying that, Han Yue strode downstairs, leaving his son in a disheveled state.

Han Yichen: "............." There's no need to calculate so precisely.