A whirlwind marriage: The real heiress marries a warlord.

Lan Changming's impression of his second daughter-in-law, Ning Hui, was that she was "always crying and sobbing".

Of course, he didn't see it with his own eyes; Du Jia told him about it.

Du Jia often says, "My second son's wife is crying again..."

What follows is a story of entanglements and grudges between the daughters-in-law, the old lady, and Lan Muhe.

Lan Changming always loved his daughter and respected his mother. He always felt that the family's arguments were "fairly equal," so he didn't listen to the details and left everything to Du Jia to handle.

"Father, I know you don't trust outsiders or subordinates; you only want your own family to handle these matters," Su Yuzhao added.

Her words resonated deeply with Lan Changming.

"Then I'll take the liberty of recommending my second sister-in-law to you," Su Yuzhao said. "My second sister-in-law is as tactful and roundabout as water, but she never makes a mistake and always gets what she wants."

Lan Changming seemed to be meeting his own family for the first time.

In his eyes, his mother's thinking was somewhat old-fashioned and narrow-minded, but she was an excellent mother; his wife was experienced and intelligent, and could handle everything; his children were all little brats, and even after they got married, they were still just children, innocent and foolish.

Lan Changming remained silent.

Su Yuzhao guessed his thoughts and immediately said, "Father, you need to make a decision quickly at this time."

Lan Changming couldn't help but recall how his hesitation last year had led things to this point.

He nodded decisively: "Send someone to call the second son's wife."

Second young mistress Ning Hui arrived with trepidation.

However, since Lan Xiu and her husband were both present, and Su Yuzhao gave her a meaningful look, she wasn't alarmed for long.

Su Yuzhao briefly recounted the events.

The second young mistress looked at her in surprise, then stole a glance at her father-in-law.

"...That makes sense. Muhe really doesn't resemble her mother; Mrs. Cheng, on the other hand, does." she said.

He added, "Before boarding the ship, you left Grandmother behind, only letting Muhe and the stewards leave, is that right?"

"Don't upset Grandmother," Lan Changming said. "If being forceful worked, I wouldn't need your help."

"Father, don't worry, I'll take care of this." The second young mistress readily agreed.

She seemed to lack any opinions, like a soft willow branch in the wind, with little strength to shoulder a heavy responsibility; yet she agreed readily.

Lan Changming then realized that he didn't know his family very well.

"Don't tell Lan Jun for now," Lan Changming said.

The second young mistress nodded.

With this matter settled, everyone went about their business.

Lan Changming tidied himself up, took a bath, and changed into clean clothes before going to see Du Jia.

He stood in front of Du Jia.

Du Jia then said, "I have a lot of things to do. If you can't tell me the truth right now, you don't have to. But don't lie."

Lan Changming: "A-Jia, I..."

"My mother went to the military hospital on New Year's Eve, and rumors of an illegitimate daughter started circulating. Even if this illegitimate daughter has nothing to do with my mother, she can still be associated with her," Du Jia said.

Lan Changming tacitly agreed with this statement.

"The New Year is over, and the farm needs to prepare for spring planting; all the work at the shops, trading companies, banks, and money houses needs to start, so I'm very busy," Du Jia said.

"Don't be angry, A-Jia."

"I'm not angry," Du Jia said, "but you can tell me the facts."

"There are still a few things I haven't settled. Once I've found out, I'll tell you everything. When that happens, just blame me, don't take it out on anyone else," Lan Changming said.

Du Jia: "Of course I only blame you. No matter what others did, could they have your child?"

Lan Changming gave a wry smile.

It really works.

The child that appeared out of nowhere was actually someone else's child.

"Aren't you angry with me?"

Du Jia did not answer his question.

To say I'm not angry doesn't seem quite right; to say I'm indifferent or uncaring isn't quite right either.

She said she didn't understand.

Perhaps she was unwilling to admit it, just as she would never face her hatred for Lan Muhe.

She got up and went back to her room.

Lan Changming returned in a hurry this time; he didn't have time.

He had military duties to attend to, so he only stayed one night after returning to the city before leaving immediately.

Before he left, he gave Lan Muhe 20,000 silver dollars.

As soon as he left, Lan Muhe seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

Lanxiu and her husband went out for a trip.

Before leaving, Lan Changming repeatedly told Lan Muhe that he would take his grandmother to the port city in the next few days to check her health.

Lan Muhe then booked a first-class cabin on the cruise ship, took her trusted manager, and prepared to head to Hong Kong.

Other family members know about this.

The head steward was very worried and asked Du Jia, "Madam, can the old lady withstand such treatment?"

Madam Lan: "The old lady wanted to go herself. She's lived so long, she's more insightful than us. As her children and grandchildren, obeying her is filial piety, so let her have her way."

The head steward: "..."

The day before departure, Lan Muhe came to Madam Lan's side and said a lot of things in a coquettish manner.

She told Mrs. Lan that the military doctor said the old lady had some serious illness and needed to go to the port city for treatment, and that this matter could not be delayed.

But we must keep it a secret from the old lady.

"Mom, give me some money." Lan Muhe said with a grin, "Dad gave me 20,000 silver dollars, you give me 30,000."

Du Jia's face darkened: "No illness can cost 20,000 silver dollars. Mu He, you're too greedy."

"I'm not being greedy, I'm just being prepared," Lan Muhe said with a smile.

She can be sharp-tongued at the slightest provocation. But when she asks Madam Lan for something, she'll be shameless and persistent, and even if Madam Lan's words are unpleasant, she won't show the slightest displeasure.

"Mom, give me those pigeon blood gemstone earrings too. I can't be too shabby when I go to a place like Hong Kong," Lan Muhe said.

She shook Du Jia's arm, "Mom!"

"I told you, the pigeon blood gemstone earrings will be given to you when you get married. This is the family heirloom of your maternal grandmother that I wore on my wedding day."

"I promised to pass it on to my daughter, and I keep my word. You can wear it whenever you want after your wedding, but not now," Du Jia said.

"But I really want it." Lan Muhe still smiled. "Mom, you're the best mom in the world, please give it to me. Maybe the newspapers will feature me in a few days."

Madam Lan's face darkened: "I said no!"

She shook off Lan Muhe's hand.

Lan Muhe pestered her for quite a while longer.

This time, Madam Lan gave her nothing, and she left with resentment in her eyes.

On the day the cruise ship departed, the entire Lan family went to see it off. However, Madam Lan, Du Jia, did not go to the dock; she only saw it off briefly at the entrance.

The second son, Lan Jun, and his young mistress also went.

Lan Muhe helped her grandmother up the escalator and carefully led her to the cruise ship's first-class cabin. The cruise ship retracted its gangway, sounded its horn to signal its departure, and the passengers who had come to see them off at the dock gradually dispersed.

The Lan family members were about to go back when they saw the old lady.

It's like seeing a ghost.

My second uncle, second aunt, and several cousins ​​exclaimed in surprise.

"Ah Hui did a fortune telling for me, and today is not a good day to go out; however, today is the most auspicious day for Mu He to go out. Let her go first, and I will go in a few days," the old lady said.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Second Aunt: "Mom, how did you get down?"

"There are two ramps; it's easier to get down from that side. Don't you even look where you're going?" the old lady scolded.

"Muhe will be frantic with worry."

"What's the rush? I left her a letter. And here's the fortune stick Ah Hui drew," the old lady said.

The Lan family members: "..."

The old lady was often self-righteous and had remarkably simple ideas.

She was surprisingly self-righteous.

Lan Muhe must be frantic with worry right now. He personally led the old lady onto the boat, only to lose her again; he's a sinner to the whole family.

If a person's thoughts are convoluted and circuitous, the old lady's thoughts often remain linear. This simple way of thinking is naive in life.

Cruel and bloody naiveté.