Chapter 10: Chapter 10

To be honest, it was that young couple who were the most worried after seeing Feng Lu’s reaction.

Was this woman being abducted? She looked just like someone who’d been kidnapped.

The boy from the couple reached out to block Feng Lu’s way. “Do you know these two people? You can’t just go off with someone because they look good.”

See, there really are more good people in the world. The girl chimed in, “You’re so shallow! Can’t you have a little self-respect?”

Lin Zi and Guo Xiangdong both felt awkward. With Feng Lu staring blankly like that, no wonder people misunderstood.

Lin Zi stepped forward to explain, “Comrade, thank you for your concern. This is my aunt’s family—my cousin.”

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"**Chapter 1246: Working Past Retirement Age**

Lu Chuan was not happy, shooting his father a look—wasn’t his old man stealing his job? But Old Lu didn’t care for the work anyway; he wasn’t interested.

Inside the house, Zhao Qing overheard the conversation outside and said, “Our parents really know how to enjoy life. When we get old, we should learn from them—always finding something to do, making sure life stays lively and pleasant. It just feels so full of life around here.”

Lu Manyi glanced at Zhao Qing, easily seeing through her thoughts. “Don’t try to be clever. You just want me to learn from my dad, don’t you?”

Zhao Qing replied, “Shouldn’t you? Isn’t your dad worth learning from? I really admire him.”

“You admire my dad? You admire my mom even more,” Lu Manyi teased. “Your little tricks only work on me. Don’t bother trying to act cute in front of my dad—it won’t work.”

Zhao Qing shot back, “I’ve always been straightforward with Dad. Why would I act cute? He’s my dad, after all.”

Lu Manyi shook his head, thinking he’d never met a girl with such a thick skin. “Keep talking tough. Who doesn’t know who around here?”

As the family worried about Grandpa finding a new job, Zhao Qing suggested, “Why don’t I help Grandpa find something to do?”

Lu Manyi said, “Oh, come on, give the old man a break. Do you really think Dad, Mom, Third Uncle, and Third Aunt can’t find something for him? They just don’t want him running around outside. It’s nice having him at home, keeps things lively.”

Zhao Qing persisted, “But Grandpa doesn’t seem happy with what they’ve arranged. I’ll find him something he actually likes.”

Lu Manyi looked at his wife and joked, “If you really arrange something Grandpa enjoys, we might have to give him a great-grandchild soon.”

Zhao Qing shot back, “What, you think I can’t? Don’t underestimate me.” Teasing his wife wasn’t easy—her skin was even thicker than his.

So the young couple started brainstorming ways to get Grandpa working sooner—so he could see his great-grandchild earlier.

Meanwhile, Old Lu was being cajoled by his two sons, but nothing seemed to suit him. This job wasn’t right, that one didn’t fit—he’d need some time to find the right thing.

Old Lu wasn’t stupid. After listening for a while, he muttered, “I see what’s going on. You just don’t want me going out to find work.”

Third Son protested, “We wouldn’t dare! You even found work for Second Brother; how could we fool you? The real issue is, at your age, it’s hard to find something suitable.”

Old Lu snorted, “Don’t exaggerate. I didn’t actually get your brother a job, just encouraged him to do something.”

That was true—he hadn’t arranged anything specific for Second Brother. Hongye chimed in, “Well, how about…”

Third Daughter-in-law had a proper job, so Old Lu waved her off. “No, you work at a real place. I’m too old to go there—I’d just get in the way.”

Most people wouldn’t think much of that, but Lu Chuan felt a bit hurt. Was his job not “real” enough?

Hongye explained, “Dad, I was thinking—the intersection near our school gets really chaotic during drop-off and pick-up times. If you’re free, maybe you could help out there? You’re respected because of your age, and if you help direct traffic, people will listen. It might help avoid conflicts.”

She added, a bit embarrassed, “But… there’s no pay for this.”

Old Lu slapped his thigh. “Who needs pay? This is great! Why didn’t you mention it earlier? I can finally put myself to good use.”

He’d come to appreciate the value of a good reputation—this kind of thing was perfect for him.

The old man happily went off, even calling Master Liu late at night to discuss traffic rules. If he was going to work, he’d be prepared and professional about it.

Fang Yuan said to Hongye, “Are you sure? Isn’t there already someone directing traffic there? Can Dad really handle it?”

Hongye replied, “During holidays and after school, it’s still a mess. Even with people from the school helping, it’s often jammed.”

Lu Chuan and Third Son understood—one more or one less person like Old Lu wouldn’t make much difference. There were always enthusiastic parents and neighbors helping out.

Third Son thought of his father’s excitement and couldn’t help but feel a bit exasperated. So, he was just going to be another “enthusiastic volunteer.”

The four family members kept quiet about it—at least Grandpa had found his “re-employment,” and pay didn’t matter.

Hongye had given Old Lu a sense of purpose. Not only did he help with traffic at the middle school, he also wandered over to the kindergarten, thermos in hand, strolling around.

Luckily, everyone in the neighborhood knew him. Otherwise, the kindergarten security guard might have come over to ask what this old man was doing hanging around.

Still, some parents noticed Old Lu watching the kids and came over to ask, “Sir, are you here to pick up a child?”

They didn’t want to say it outright, but the implication was clear: you don’t look like you belong here. Kids are precious these days—everyone’s extra cautious.

Old Lu felt like he was being mistaken for a child-snatcher. “No, my great-grandchild will be coming here in a few years. I’m just checking out the environment in advance.”

He added, “Mainly, I’m scoping out the people around here. Kids are precious these days—you have to keep an eye out. I’m just helping out.”

People were left speechless. In their eyes, he was the suspicious one, and his great-grandchild wouldn’t start school for years—why was he already checking things out?

A nearby mom couldn’t help but ask, “Grandpa, how old is your great-grandchild?”

Old Lu beamed, “One’s two years old, and another is on the way.” His pride was obvious—everyone could see he was showing off.

Suddenly, nobody really wanted to keep talking to him. Everyone’s kids were precious, but few made such a fuss.

The kindergarten security guard overheard and came over. “I thought you were here to steal my job, always hanging around. I was just about to tell you—we don’t hire people your age. You’re over the age limit.”

Old Lu lifted his chin. If they’d offered, he might have accepted, but now he just said, “I’m just checking out the place for my great-grandchild. No need to hire me.”

Someone who recognized him said, “That grandpa’s just enthusiastic. He’s always helping with traffic at the middle school.”

So, he was just a well-meaning busybody. Old Lu’s reputation was cleared—no one thought he was a creepy old man anymore.

Old Lu threw himself into his “job” with enthusiasm, but it put a bit of pressure on Lu Manyi. They’d just started talking about having a baby, and Grandpa was already scouting kindergartens. Wasn’t that a bit much? Didn’t they get any time to prepare? Even getting the kid into daycare would be a rush—they’d have to hurry up and get pregnant first.

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**Chapter 11**

Lin Zi didn’t dare face his cousin directly, afraid she’d have an episode, so he corrected her, “There’s a difference between cousins and maternal relatives.”

As long as she wasn’t looking at his dangerously handsome face, Feng Lu’s mind was clear. “Maternal relatives are all the same. Calling you ‘brother’ just sounds closer.”

Honestly, that was a bit shameless.

Her cousin forced a smile—this girl was something else. They weren’t that close. He double-checked with Feng Lu, “You’re not having an episode because of my face, are you?”

He had to be sure—anything she said during an episode didn’t count.

Guo Xiangdong found the conversation a bit much. He gave Feng Lu a careful look—was she really sick? She didn’t seem like it.

So, she really was sick. No wonder there was something a bit off about her.

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"Chapter 1247: Achievements in Old Age

When Zhao Qing heard over the phone that Grandpa had already helped find a daycare for the child, she called Old Man Lu and asked him to keep a close eye on things. From now on, she entrusted all matters concerning the child’s schooling to Old Man Lu.

That level of trust was so impressive that even Lu Manyi, who was listening nearby, couldn’t help but look over in surprise—was Zhao Qing treating her grandpa like some gullible old man to be sweet-talked?

But Old Man Lu was full of energy. He had originally set his sights on one kindergarten, but now he was going everywhere, checking out all the options, determined to find the very best kindergarten for the family’s child. He couldn’t let down his granddaughter-in-law’s trust.

He’d already looked into elementary, middle, and high schools, too. He even made a list of these schools for Zhao Qing.

When Hongye saw the list, she wanted to say, “Aren’t you afraid of stirring up trouble? You even ranked and rated them?” If this got out, Hongye wanted to make it clear she had nothing to do with it—she hadn’t contributed a single opinion.

Well, Fang Yuan suddenly noticed that the old man seemed quite popular these days. There were often strangers coming by the house, either to thank him or to have a drink with him. The old man’s social circle was thriving.

Lu Chuan and Lu Xiaosan even asked, “What good deeds have you been doing out there to suddenly become so popular?” Even in his younger days, he’d never been so well-connected.

At this, Old Man Lu was understandably a bit proud: “I just realized that a person needs to have some skills. No matter what it is, as long as you’re really good at something, people will look up to you.”

Why was he being so roundabout? But he wasn’t wrong—wisdom comes with age, and the lessons learned are valuable. The problem is, mastering any field is no easy feat.

Lu Xiaosan said, “Don’t be so vague. Tell us more specifically, so we brothers can learn from you and be proud of you.”

Old Man Lu, flattered by his sons’ praise, replied, “I’ve been making the rounds at schools lately, you know. For the sake of the kids, I’ve really put in the effort. I know all about the teachers, the learning environment, even what the kids in the kindergarten classes eat—I’ve got all the details.”

Fang Yuan could barely listen anymore. He really had done his homework—even down to what the kids eat and what the teachers are like? Wow.

Old Man Lu continued, “It just so happened that a few people were also looking for schools for their kids, so I casually shared what I knew. That’s how I made some new friends.”

So all these people were beneficiaries of Old Man Lu’s firsthand information. Lu Xiaosan said, “You’re really something.” That must have taken a lot of work—no wonder he said he put in so much effort.

Lu Chuan, however, wasn’t so sure about all this. “What if you give them the wrong advice? Are they really going to trust you so easily?”

Old Man Lu replied, “Of course they’ve checked elsewhere too. Besides, I’m choosing a school for my great-grandchild—I wouldn’t give out false information.”

Then he boasted to his sons and grandsons, “This is all firsthand information. I just share what I’ve learned—they make their own choices for their kids. I don’t get involved in their decisions.”

That’s true—he says what he knows, but in the end, he keeps his hands clean. Still sharp in his old age. Lu Chuan said, “You’ve really got quite the network.”

Old Man Lu didn’t like the tone of his second son and defended himself, “Let me be clear—I haven’t used any favors from you or your brother’s wife.”

Then he added smugly, “I mostly talk to the security guards. Don’t underestimate their gossip—it’s actually pretty reliable.”

Hongye said, “No misunderstanding here. Even my colleagues and classmates couldn’t give such a comprehensive picture.” Intellectuals always speak in riddles, with layers of meaning you have to interpret. Her own father-in-law’s information was much more straightforward.

Lu Chuan turned away, laughing. He had no such misunderstanding, and besides, it was family connections—why not use them? The old man’s approach was certainly unique—getting intel from the security guards was actually pretty smart. “You really are something.”

No wonder those security jobs are always given to relatives. In the future, when it comes to the security post in their own community, they’d have to choose carefully.

Lu Chuan was about to say more, but Fang Yuan pulled him aside. “Dad, you’ll have to keep helping with the kids’ schooling in the future.” If the daughter-in-law could let go, Fang Yuan could let go even more. After all, no one cared more about the Lu family’s kids than Old Man Lu.

Old Man Lu replied, “No problem, I’m happy to do it. I’ll talk to Dabao and his wife later—schooling is no small matter.”

The old man left humming a tune. The more effort he put into this, the more he realized how important it was.

Fang Yuan said to Lu Chuan, “Don’t worry about it. Dad’s happy, and it’s good for him to have something to do.”

Lu Chuan said, “I just didn’t expect him to be so dedicated—he’s practically thrown himself into it. And Xiaosan’s wife, too, putting the old man in such an important position.”

Fang Yuan couldn’t help but laugh. Important? Even without the old man, the parents could figure out the logistics themselves. There were plenty of people to help out at drop-off and pick-up times, or during holidays.

What could Hongye say? It was a volunteer job—if she hadn’t introduced him, someone else would have. Second brother was just being complimentary. She’d take it as such.

Lu Chuan just rubbed his nose and stopped talking. As long as the old man was happy, that was enough. Besides, he’d already gathered so much information about schools, and the kid wasn’t even born yet.

Don’t say the old man was just doing this to make friends—neither Lu Chuan nor Fang Yuan believed that.

But as for pushing their son and daughter-in-law to have another child, neither of them had considered it. Young people have their own plans.

Lu Chuan even asked, “What do you think—should we have a second child?” He figured that way, the old man’s information could be put to use sooner. Relying on his son was less reliable than relying on himself.

Fang Yuan replied, “No way. Do you want your grandson and your own son in the same kindergarten class? I’m not embarrassed, but I think your sons might be.”

Lu Chuan said, “I don’t think it’s a big deal. It’s not a problem, right? We could consider it. Besides, I’m not embarrassed—who would dare say it’s embarrassing?”

Fang Yuan just walked away. Seriously considering it would be foolish. At their age, having another child? Why didn’t they think of that sooner?

Old Man Lu himself hadn’t expected that, at his age, he’d manage to make a name for himself just by gathering information.

Now, when neighbors and friends chatted with Old Man Lu, everyone praised him: “You’re so responsible, going to all this trouble for the kids. And you do it so thoroughly—you really put your heart into it.”

Old Man Lu was especially modest: “I’m just keeping busy, really.” But of course, he was secretly proud of his achievements.

He couldn’t stop others from praising him, though. Whether people were doing it for Lu Chuan and Fang Yuan’s sake, or for Xiaosan and his wife, the fact was, the old man’s advice was genuinely useful.

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"Chapter 1248: Getting a Bit Proud

At least when it comes to the issue of their children’s schooling, everyone has benefited—they’ve avoided a lot of detours. In the past, when they sent their kids to school, there was no such thing as “school selection.” But now, it’s something they all have to think about.

The living example is Old Man Lu himself. Just look at how seriously he takes this matter—it’s no wonder both of the Lu family’s kids are attending university in the capital.

It’s not that people are blindly praising them; the Lu family’s two kids are genuinely convincing examples. When Old Man Lu speaks, who wouldn’t take his words into consideration?

You could say that all these connections and developments have nothing to do with Old Man Lu’s school choices, but it’s hard to explain it away.

Whenever Lu Chuan or Lu Xiaosan say something to others, people always say the Lu family is just being modest. Hongye can only sigh in exasperation. These days, no one believes the truth anymore—everyone insists on linking things back to the Lu family’s kids. No wonder her husband’s father is so riled up.

Old Man Lu is living the good life now—his social status has risen. Every time he looks at his third daughter-in-law, who suggested he take on this job, he’s more and more pleased. That’s what comes of having someone as educated and thoughtful as Hongye in the family.

As for Lu Chuan, the most educated of them all, he’s basically being ignored, forced to listen to his father praise his third sister-in-law all day long.

But when Fang Yuan is around, Old Man Lu will add, “She’s just as wise as your second sister-in-law.”

Hongye has come to realize that her second sister-in-law is a mountain she’ll never be able to surpass. She whispers to Fang Yuan, “See? No matter what I do, I can’t compare to you. Even now, Dad still puts you on a pedestal.”

Fang Yuan replies, “Isn’t that how it should be? At least it shows Dad hasn’t gotten so carried away that he’s lost his senses. If he started ignoring me, then we’d really need to do something about the family atmosphere.”

Lu Xiaosan can’t help but laugh. “Whatever you say, as long as the old man is happy, that’s what matters. Just look at him—he’s so cheerful these days, he even looks younger.”

Hongye adds, “The main thing is, let’s not actually mess up other people’s kids. Good thing Dad only shares information and doesn’t make choices for them.”

Fang Yuan says, “If they dare to say Dad’s advice isn’t good, that just means they’ve done their own research too. Don’t be fooled by all the hype—they might praise Dad, but when it comes down to it, people still trust their own judgment.”

Lu Xiaosan says, “Don’t underestimate Dad—he’s got real life wisdom. All these years, when has he ever brought trouble on himself?”

The two sisters-in-law nod together. It’s true, though talking about elders behind their backs isn’t exactly polite.

Hongye says, “Second sister-in-law is right. Actually, most kids don’t have that many choices when it comes to schooling.” She quickly changes the subject and shoots Lu Xiaosan a look, telling her not to blurt out too much truth.

So, the people who come to Old Man Lu to discuss school selection really do have some resources. No wonder Old Man Lu is feeling a bit proud. Those without resources just send their kids to the nearest school.

Old Man Lu sometimes laments that he has nowhere to put his talents to use. What can he do? Lu Manyi doesn’t even have kids yet—he’s only just gotten married.

As for Lu Dabao, his kid won’t even start kindergarten for another two years. All this inside information Old Man Lu has gathered is no use to his own family—he’s just doing unpaid work for others.

The upside is, he can use these firsthand sources to verify the accuracy of his own research and adjust accordingly. By the time his own great-grandchild is ready for school, he’ll have the most up-to-date information. Other people’s kids are helping him test things out.

Then, when Lu Dabao and his wife come over, they say their child will just go to the nearest daycare—it’s more convenient for taking care of the kid.

They don’t want the old man to have to run around for the children, either—it wouldn’t feel right.

Old Man Lu gets anxious: “Then what’s the point of all the research I’ve done? How can you pick a school just based on distance and convenience? That’s being irresponsible to the child, and it’s ignoring all my hard work!”

Lu Dabao says, “Grandpa, it’s just kindergarten. There’s really no need to worry about things like teaching quality. As long as the food is clean and nutritious, that’s enough. We don’t have high expectations.”

Old Man Lu is not pleased. “That won’t do, absolutely not. You have to take a good look. Let me tell you, some kindergartens even have teachers who speak English. That’s really important for the kids. Don’t think kindergarten is just about keeping the kids entertained.”

Lu Dabao never imagined Old Man Lu would have such standards. He really thought kindergarten was just about keeping the kids from crying.

Xiaowen chimes in, “If that’s the case, Grandpa, the daycare fees will probably be pretty high.”

Before anyone else can reply, Lu Dabao says, “If it’s really good for the kid, we’ll pay the higher fees. My work hours are flexible anyway—I can pick up and drop off the kid. Distance isn’t a problem. They really have lessons? It’s not just play?”

Old Man Lu says, “Of course! That’s why you need to do your homework ahead of time. All my effort hasn’t been for nothing.”

Xiaowen never expected that, just like that, their child’s kindergarten would change.

She tugs at Dabao, but he’s firm: “We should listen to Grandpa on this—it’s important.”

He always struggled in school, especially with English. Deep down, Lu Dabao believes he fell behind because he started learning it later than everyone else.

As for why he also did poorly in math and Chinese, well, that’s not something he’s considering right now.

English really is a sore spot for him—he suffered a lot in school because of it.

Old Man Lu beams with pride: “See? I told you, it’s important to pick the right school for the kids.” In this area, Old Man Lu is an authority.

No matter what Xiaowen says, Dabao’s answer is: “Our family isn’t short on money.”

Xiaowen says, “My parents have already spoken to the daycare. There are several kids from the neighborhood going together, so our child will have friends.”

To help their child get used to daycare, they’re already letting the kids play together every day, so the child won’t have trouble adjusting later.

“If we switch to that bilingual one, our child won’t have any friends there.”

It’s clear that Xiaowen’s family is also putting a lot of thought into their child’s well-being, planning ahead.

They’re worried the child will feel lonely at school, so they’re already helping him make friends. No wonder Xiaowen feels conflicted—her parents are really putting in the effort.

Compared to his own eldest son, Xiaowen’s parents are truly admirable.

Ever since Xiaowen and Dabao got engaged, whatever Xiaowen says goes. Whenever the couple argues, it’s always Dabao’s fault. For the first time, Old Man Lu speaks up: “Xiaowen, I know your parents have put a lot of thought into your child’s upbringing, and I’m truly grateful to them. But when it comes to schooling, please talk to your parents honestly. This isn’t just about the child—it affects generations to come.”

These days, Old Man Lu really values education and nurturing children. If their family hadn’t had someone like Lu Chuan back in the day, they’d still be nobodies in the village.

Let alone what they have now—even just having a job in the township would have been enough to make the family proud for generations.

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"Chapter 1249: Holding On to Obsessions

Old Lu’s wisdom comes from a lifetime of experience, the result of many years of lessons learned. The reason their family’s Lu Manyi has achieved what she has today is because Lu Chuan and Fang Yuan paved the way for her.

Without Lu Chuan and Fang Yuan, there would be no Lu Manyi as she is now. It all started when their son went off to school, and the whole family broadened their horizons as a result.

That’s why a child’s education is so important—it affects not just the child, but the child’s children, influencing generations.

When Xiao Wen heard Old Lu’s words, she immediately promised, “Grandpa, don’t worry. I’ll talk to my parents about it.”

She figured her family could still afford to send the child to school, and persuading her parents wouldn’t be too hard. After all, her parents had always respected Grandpa Lu’s opinions.

Meanwhile, Lu Dabao and Old Lu were already whispering about sending the child to the best school—the one Grandpa valued. Starting from kindergarten.

Having spent so much time with Lu Manyi and Lu Manyue, how could they not know how much a family’s environment and a good learning atmosphere affect a child? Who wouldn’t want their own child to be like Lu Manyi or Lu Manyue?

Even the child’s father had been convinced. What could Xiao Wen do? It was all for their child’s sake. So she went home to persuade her parents.

On the other hand, Lu Chuan and Lu Xiaosan didn’t comment on the matter. After all, the child was being raised by Xiao Wen’s family, so it was up to her parents to decide.

Besides, is what school you attend really that important? Lu Manyi and Lu Manyue grew up going to and from school with Hongye, never fussing over which school to attend.

Yet, these kids who just went to whichever school was convenient ended up becoming the very success stories Grandpa Lu uses to support his theories on school selection. No one would listen to their explanations anyway.

Old Lu’s reputation was booming—even if it was just a leisurely post, he was happy, and it brought people together.

Old Lu’s sudden popularity didn’t affect others much, but it had a big impact on the Lu family. Lu Da’s wife had gone to Hongye countless times, trying to get their child into a good school.

Who would have thought, while Old Lu was making waves here, Lu Da would come to him for help with this very issue.

He had no choice—his wife was about to lose her mind over it. Lu Da was really at his wit’s end.

Old Lu didn’t hold anything back—he told his son everything he knew. Even if he didn’t like him much, he couldn’t let it affect the kids’ education. All the Lu children were the same to him. Old Lu even felt a bit gratified: since you’ve raised the kids, you should raise them well. Treat them right—they’ll be your sons one day.

But after hearing all this, Lu Da just said, “Then help the child transfer schools,” as if Old Lu owned the school.

Old Lu was dumbfounded—he didn’t have that kind of influence. Besides, Lu Da didn’t have that kind of pull with him either. “I just know the procedure. I’ve never dealt with anyone directly. I’ve told you everything I know. The rest is up to you.”

Honestly, when people came to Old Lu for help before, it was just to ask for information—he never got involved beyond that. His only real connection was the security guard at the gate.

But the security guard’s influence didn’t extend to this. Sure, he had some gossip, but transferring schools wasn’t in his job description.

But Lu Da didn’t see it that way. Now that Old Lu was famous, he expected more.

So after getting the information, he even complained that Old Lu wasn’t doing enough, treating outsiders better than his own son. When he left, he made his dissatisfaction very clear.

Anyway, every time he came, there was always a fuss. Old Lu was used to it by now—just figured his eldest son thought too highly of him. It wasn’t easy.

Still, Old Lu couldn’t help feeling a bit upset. He grumbled to Lu Xiaosan, “I’ve helped so many people, but no one has ever cursed me out like this.”

Lu Xiaosan was thoroughly fed up with Lu Da, especially the way he made a scene over the kids’ schooling. Lu Manyi and Lu Manyue went to school just like everyone else—no drama. But in Lu Da’s mouth, it sounded like they’d used connections to get in. Was that even possible?

However much Lu Da resented Old Lu for not helping him, he took it out on Lu Xiaosan too. As if Lu Xiaosan didn’t know: “He’s been a jerk for ages. Just ignore him.”

Father and son both decided not to take Lu Da seriously. Life would be much easier that way—no need to let him stir up trouble every few days.

But the problem was, Lu Da went around badmouthing Old Lu, saying awful things: “Don’t listen to that old man’s nonsense. He can’t even get his own grandkids into school, but he talks like he’s some expert. Isn’t he ashamed?” Those were Lu Da’s exact words.

It’s just like the saying goes: the more you want to show off, the more you get exposed. Old Lu was being mocked by his own son everywhere.

Old Lu was so angry his ears were ringing. If he really had the ability to get kids into school or transfer them, would he need to cozy up to the security guard?

Besides, when he shared information with people, he never held anything back. He always made the sources clear—he never tried to trick anyone.

Old Lu pulled Lu Chuan and Hongye aside: “Don’t worry, I never lied to anyone. When I introduce people, I always make the information channels clear. Our family never brags or exaggerates.”

Hongye said, “What are you talking about? Anyone who listens to you knows what’s what. They just come to you for the bits they don’t understand. Don’t overthink it.”

Old Lu said, “The rumors are so nasty, as if I’ve taken advantage of people. Heaven knows how much of Lu Chuan’s good tea I’ve given away.”

Really, it’s a losing business. Old Lu doesn’t smoke, and he’s never accepted cigarettes or alcohol from anyone.

Hongye couldn’t help but laugh: “Dad, you’re basically doing charity work. Who dares say anything?”

Old Lu asked, “What do you mean, charity work?”

Hongye replied, “Simply put, it’s serving the community.”

Old Lu said, “Exactly! Our family never took any money. I never even complained about my losses.”

Lu Chuan added, “I’m the one losing out—so much tea gone, and it’s expensive!” Lu Xiaosan said, “Alright, alright, don’t get upset over this. It’s all because of Lu Da, that jerk, running his mouth everywhere.”

Hongye said, “Dad, it really is my big brother’s fault. This isn’t the first time he’s come to me about this. I just told him Lu Manyi and Lu Manyue both went to our school, and their grades are pretty good—no need to fuss. He got mad at me, and now it seems he’s made you mad too. See? He’s not just badmouthing you. Don’t let it get to you.”

Old Lu thought, doesn’t that make me even angrier? He’s badmouthing you too. He sighed. Just thinking about Lu Da was enough to get him worked up, as if he owed him something.

At this age, he really couldn’t handle all this drama. They took extra care of him, but Old Lu’s health was starting to show some changes—his memory wasn’t as good as before.

But as the doctor said, at his age, being in this good shape was already quite impressive.

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"Chapter 1250: The Blame Falls on Oldest Brother Lu

Fang Yuan was truly frightened by what she heard. After seeing the three elders off, she always ended with the same plea: “Doctor, please take another good look.”

Seeing Fang Yuan’s worried expression, Lu Chuan reassured her, “Don’t panic, the doctor didn’t mean it like that. Dad’s health is actually really good.”

Hongye was even more dramatic, grabbing Old Lu’s hand and bursting into tears. “You have to stay well, I never had anyone care for me growing up. Now that I finally have parents, if you leave too, I’ll really have no one left. Don’t get upset over Oldest Brother Lu—it’s not worth it.”

Old Lu hadn’t expected his daughters-in-law to react so strongly. “What are you saying? That’s bad luck, ptooey, ptooey!”

The doctor chimed in, “What are you all talking about? I said the old gentleman is in great health.” He really was.

Fang Yuan felt a bit embarrassed—she was just scared. Hongye was embarrassed too. “Good, good, as long as he’s really fine.”

As teachers, they usually prided themselves on their eloquence, but now they were all tongue-tied from worry. That showed just how scared they’d been.

Even if his health really wasn’t great, you shouldn’t say such things in front of Old Lu. Hongye was truly anxious.

But to have your children care so much about you—Old Lu said, “What old man my age doesn’t have some trouble with his eyes or ears? I’m already quite content. So my memory’s not as good—what’s the big deal? Besides, I never forget how many shops we have or how much money’s in the bank.”

Just listen to him—even the doctor wanted to say, “With an old man like this, why are you bringing him to the hospital?” Getting a little worked up now and then is really no big deal.

The whole family finally relaxed a bit. Fang Yuan often asked Old Lu, “How many shops do we have? How much money in savings?” She was always worried he’d forget.

Old Lu got annoyed by the constant questions and just handed everything over to Fang Yuan. “Stop asking, I won’t forget.”

Fang Yuan insisted, “That won’t do, you have to keep them. I need to ask—what if you really do forget? Tomorrow I’ll even put two more shops in your name. The more you exercise your memory, the better it’ll get.”

Old Lu glared at his daughter-in-law. “I may be old, but I’m not a kid who’s still growing up. You think you can train me like that?”

Honestly, things couldn’t be better. He muttered to Lu Chuan, “Your wife is always making things awkward for me.” Anyway, he refused to hold on to the shop deeds anymore. If Fang Yuan asked, he wouldn’t cooperate.

If Fang Yuan got too anxious, she’d want to go to the hospital again. The old man and his daughter-in-law were stuck in a loop—Old Lu couldn’t outmaneuver her, and his mind was getting sharper by the day.

As for Oldest Brother Lu, he was always stirring up trouble every few days. Even if you wanted to get angry at him, you couldn’t keep up.

Old Lu understood all this, but that’s just how his eldest was. To be honest, with the second and third sons doing well, Oldest Brother Lu had never been able to get over it all these years.

But who could he blame? Once Old Lu let it go, his anger faded and his health recovered, though his spirits were noticeably lower. To be fair, Fang Yuan’s fussing did help—he was too busy matching wits with his daughter-in-law to stay mad at Oldest Brother Lu.

Now, Old Lu had no interest in getting involved in trivial matters, nor any desire to “re-enter the workforce.” If he hadn’t insisted on working again, none of this would’ve happened.

He didn’t even bother with the issue of Lu Dabao’s child starting preschool.

Fang Yuan said, “Dad’s heart has really been hurt by Oldest Brother Lu.”

Lu Chuan complained, “That’s the most melodramatic thing my wife has ever said in her life.” Not about him, but about her father-in-law.

Third Brother Lu said, “Dad’s heart isn’t that easy to hurt.”

After all, Oldest Brother Lu had been causing trouble for years—Dad was used to it by now. He was getting on in years, and staying home was just fine.

Now that Dad had gotten sick from being upset over Oldest Brother Lu, even Third Brother Lu didn’t bother to scold Oldest anymore. In the past, he would’ve kicked him around already.

It wasn’t until Lu Manyue came home that Old Lu’s spirits finally lifted a bit. Even Lu Manyi was jealous—you could really tell who the old man doted on most.

When Lu Manyue saw how down he was, her eyes turned red. “Grandpa, you should’ve told me sooner. I’ve missed you! Instead of getting upset with them here, why not come stay with me? Are you keeping your distance from me?”

Old Lu replied, “Nonsense. You’re at school, that’s important business. How could I go and make trouble for you?”

Lu Manyue said, “How is that making trouble? When we’re together, both our hearts are at ease. No one has to worry about anyone else. When you’re not around, I worry you’re not eating well, not having fun, not sleeping well. That’s what really makes me anxious.”

Even Hongye couldn’t listen anymore. The bond between grandparent and grandchild was truly unmatched.

Fang Yuan clutched her chest and patted the goosebumps on her arm. “Why can’t this child just talk like a normal person?”

Lu Manyue’s partner chimed in, “Grandpa, I’m jealous of you. In Manyue’s heart, I’ll always come after you.”

Old Lu laughed so hard his dentures nearly fell out. These two really knew how to sweet-talk him. That was exactly what he liked.

Fang Yuan said, “Quick, get these two out of here with their nonsense. I’ve got goosebumps all over.” Hongye nodded in agreement—no wonder she felt uncomfortable.

Old Lu said, “What’s wrong with that? My granddaughter is wonderful. Manyue, come with Grandpa.”

No matter what, with Lu Manyue back, Old Lu’s spirits finally picked up a bit. But he still wasn’t interested in getting another job.

Even when people came asking about school matters, Old Lu wasn’t very enthusiastic. He really had been hurt.

Sometimes, when Old Lu saw Lu Chuan or Third Brother Lu hanging around the house, he’d ask, “Why are you home? Not working today?”

That made Lu Chuan feel guilty just for being at home, as if he was doing something wrong.

Third Brother Lu felt wronged too. He was self-employed and had flexible hours. With Dad getting older, of course he wanted to spend more time at home. “We all have jobs, Dad. We just need to rest sometimes.”

Old Lu said, “All I see is you two loafing around all day. The kids have it tough enough. Are you planning to retire already? That won’t do—I can’t stand lazy people.”

Lu Chuan’s face darkened. He was sure Dad was still upset because of Oldest Brother Lu.

Back then, only Oldest Brother Lu was lazy, and Dad never forgot it. But now, he was taking it out on them too. When the brothers complained to each other, Lu Chuan was furious.

Third Brother Lu nodded. “Exactly. It’s all Oldest Brother Lu’s fault—who can we complain to?” Now Dad was picking on him and Second Brother.

He said to Lu Chuan, “If you’ve got the guts, go argue with Dad.” Honestly, the frustration they felt was all because Old Lu was venting on them. In Dad’s eyes, the two of them were just good-for-nothings who didn’t do real work and wasted money.

Lu Chuan pursed his lips. Now that Dad was older, he’d somehow become the apex predator at home—no one dared cross him.

When he was clear-headed, it was fine. But when he was muddled, even Lu Manyi would get called over by the old man to be interrogated about what she’d done all day and whether she’d been slacking off.

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"Chapter 1251: The Weight of Trust

It was only Lu Manyue who got this kind of treatment—occasionally even drawing her grandfather’s special attention, and it was completely genuine: “You’re a girl, you mustn’t tire yourself out. Don’t work too hard at your studies, either.”

Everyone in the family was envious of how she was treated. Lately, Lu Manyue had been collectively ostracized by the others. What could she do? Everyone else was constantly being accused of laziness by the old man, while she was the only one praised. How could they not hold a grudge?

Even her own father, Lu Xiaosan, didn’t want to bother with his favored daughter anymore. In comparison, he felt like he was just a picked-up son.

What Grandpa asked Lu Manyue about most was: “Is your little uncle-in-law lazy? Does he do any work? Does he know to look for things to do? He can’t be lazy, you know.”

And then he’d ask, “Does he know how to care for you? Does he give you good food? Don’t be silly and let yourself be fooled.”

Whenever the family saw Grandpa Lu’s eyes, they’d all turn green with envy. It was clear—Lu Laoda’s actions had affected the whole family.

Back then, it was because Lu Laoda was lazy that their family life had gone downhill. Grandpa Lu had taken that lesson to heart.

So now, even in his muddled old age, he projected this issue onto the rest of the family, insisting that everyone had to be diligent.

Even though it was Lu Laoda’s fault, with him not around, it was Lu Chuan and Lu Xiaosan who bore the brunt. The two brothers had been looking gloomy these days.

When Lu Dabao came over and heard Grandpa asking what he was doing, whether his income was enough, and what his future plans were, he always answered seriously, “Don’t worry, Grandpa, I’m very hardworking. My dad’s hardworking now, too—he knows how to earn money, save money, and build up a family foundation for his son.”

Lu Dabao would say whatever would reassure the old man, knowing that Grandpa’s real worry was about his own father.

Grandpa Lu listened attentively. “Good, good, as long as you’re not lazy. Has your dad really changed? You have to keep an eye on him.”

Grandpa also doted on his great-grandson. Now that he had money, instead of giving the kids ten or eight yuan like before, he’d hand out fifty or a hundred at a time—very generous.

All of Grandpa’s money was managed by Fang Yuan. He didn’t trust anyone else with it. As good as he was to his granddaughter Lu Manyue, he just wouldn’t let her handle the money.

People said Lu Manyue just wasn’t good at saving, and only Fang Yuan gave Grandpa real peace of mind. So, is he muddled or not? He seems to understand everything, but when it comes to his sons, he really doesn’t get it.

In private, Hongye would mutter, “Dad’s not muddled at all. He trusts Second Sister-in-law with the money, and rightly so. When has she ever dipped into Dad’s money? If anything, she adds to it—the more she spends, the more there is.”

Isn’t that the truth? Is that trust? No, that’s like investing and getting returns.

Lu Xiaosan just laughed, grateful that Second Brother and Second Sister-in-law never minded these things. The old man was like a child now, but it was Second Brother and Second Sister-in-law who had spoiled him this way.

Lu Xiaosan said, “So, if I get ordered around, so be it. At least it’s just a bit more work. Compared to Second Brother and Second Sister-in-law, I’ve got it easy.”

When Lu Manyi and Zhao Qing got pregnant, Zhao Qing was moved to a desk job. This was especially good news for the Lu family.

They were quick to share the happy news with Grandpa, whose first reaction was: “Lu Chuan, Lu Chuan, where’s Old Second?”

Lu Manyi thought, I’m right here, why are you so eager to call my dad? It’s my child! “Grandpa, why are you calling for my dad?”

Grandpa said, “I’m about to have a great-grandchild! Your dad needs to work hard. He can’t just be idling around.”

He really couldn’t stand to see Lu Chuan loafing about. Heaven knows, the professors at his school were much more relaxed than he was. Lu Chuan felt stifled, but there was no one he could complain to—this was his own father’s disapproval.

Fang Yuan smiled and reassured Grandpa, “Don’t worry, Dad, your great-grandchild’s future is secure.” My husband really doesn’t need to work multiple jobs.

Grandpa’s eyes lit up. “You can never have too much of a family foundation. Make sure Lu Chuan works hard. Talk to him—don’t let him idle around all day.”

If talking didn’t work, Fang Yuan would just handle it behind the scenes. “I’ll find something for him to do soon.”

Grandpa nodded. “That’s good. Give him some pressure. He needs to keep his head in the game. Just because he’s had some success doesn’t mean he can coast for life.”

Lu Chuan kept a dark face and stayed out of the conversation. If he could work 24 hours a day, his father would probably have him working 20 of them.

Good thing the old man was born in this era. If he’d lived in the past, he’d have been even more ruthless than Huang Shiren.

When his son and daughter-in-law were expecting, and the whole family was happy, the child’s grandfather would just sigh at the moon, feeling left out of the joy.

Did their family still need to worry about making a living? Why couldn’t the old man just let him have a break?

So one day, when Lu Chuan came home and Grandpa asked again, “Old Second, why are you always so idle?”—

Lu Chuan just replied, “I’m not idle. Let’s eat quickly—I still have to go check on the shop.” That was the best way to handle it: find something to do and minimize his time at home.

Grandpa’s eyes lit up at that. “Then hurry up and eat. But why don’t you do something proper? What’s the point of watching a shop? You went to school and learned skills just for this?” The old man really had his own ideas—his expectations for his son were sky-high.

Lu Chuan’s face darkened further. So you do know I went to school and have skills. Why can’t you stand to see me idle?

Lu Chuan said, “I get it. You’re just a money-grubber. You want me to make big money, right? It’s not really about me being at home.”

Grandpa pouted. “If you’ve got skills and don’t make money, isn’t that stupid? I’ve heard of people going crazy from boredom, but never from working too much. Your wife cares about you, but you need to know your limits. If, in the future, other people’s kids are buying airplanes and yours can’t, you’ll know your family foundation is too thin.”

Grandpa continued, “It wasn’t easy for you to get an education. Now that you’ve learned those skills, you should put them to good use. If you don’t use them enough, it’s all wasted.”

There was nothing wrong with that logic. Everyone who heard it felt they’d underestimated the old man.

For the first time, Lu Manyi realized her grandfather had such big ambitions—buying a plane for his great-grandchild? Their family foundation really was a bit thin. The weight on her shoulders suddenly felt much heavier. She realized her own vision had been too narrow.

Lu Chuan stared at his own father, mouth agape. “You really are something.” He wanted to say, My son doesn’t expect that from me. He glanced at Lu Manyi but couldn’t bring himself to say it.

At this moment, Grandpa was actually coaxing Lu Chuan: “Mainly, it’s because you’re so capable.” After all, he couldn’t earn enough for a plane himself—it was up to his son.

Lu Chuan kept a straight face and mechanically replied, “Thank you for your trust.” He couldn’t find any other words to express how he felt.

Grandpa said, “You’re welcome. Just do your best.” The old man was completely serious, smiling as if the plane was already within reach.

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"Chapter 1252: What the Heck Is Going On?

Lu Manyi really had to run out—seriously, if he burst out laughing in there, he was afraid his dad would smack him. He could only hope his father would always stay clear-headed and not get confused. If his dad ever told him to “go to the moon” or “fly into space,” then he’d really be at a loss for words.

But honestly, there’s just something hilarious about watching Grandpa put Dad in his place. Lu Manyi was outside, snickering to himself. After all, his dad wasn’t giving him a hard time right now.

Inside, father and son just stared at each other for ages, and Lu Chuan finally realized—his old man actually wasn’t joking. Lu Chuan didn’t even know whether to laugh or cry. This kind of trust felt way too heavy.

Besides, even if he had the means, he’d never thought of spending that much. But he did know one thing: the old man spoiled his great-grandkids even more than his granddaughters.

If the baby was really born, there’s no way he’d dare let the old man spoil them like that. Buying a plane? Seriously?

Later, when facing Lu Manyue, neither Lu Chuan, Lu Xiaosan, nor Lu Manyi felt jealous anymore. Everyone said, “What’s your little bit of pampering compared to Grandpa? He’s already planning for your uncle to earn enough money to buy a plane for his great-grandchild who isn’t even born yet!”

Even Lu Manyue hadn’t expected the spoiling to reach such heights. Who would’ve thought her social standing would be saved by an unborn child?

And her way of thinking was just as quirky: “In our family, spoiling the kids is just in our blood—there’s no escaping it. But Grandpa’s set the bar a bit high this time. When I have great-grandkids, what am I supposed to prepare for them? I can’t even imagine.”

Lu Manyi looked at Lu Manyue and said, “It really is in the blood. Not everyone can think like you—except for Grandpa.”

Zhao Qing realized that even though she was pregnant, she still couldn’t outshine Grandpa’s attention. He really stole the spotlight.

Of course, the old man was so obsessed with his great-grandchild that he couldn’t stand to see his son idle—he just had to make him come out of retirement to earn money for a plane for the great-grandkid. It was wild.

Looking at her husband’s father, she really did feel a bit sorry for him.

Zhao Qing said, “Grandpa, have you ever thought that the baby’s dad is pretty capable too?” Really, the pressure should be on Lu Manyi.

But the old man was sharp as ever: “Isn’t the baby’s dad supposed to raise the child and be filial to me? Don’t go giving Manyi more work.”

So it was clear—the old man just couldn’t stand to see his son-in-law idle. It was targeted.

Lu Manyi hugged the old man, overflowing with enthusiasm: “Now I’m sure—you really are my grandpa.”

Grandpa replied, “That’s not fake.” And he even nodded to himself. The grandson had to be his own: “You grew up right under your grandma’s nose. No one could have swapped you out. I’m sure of it. Your grandma and I have talked about it.”

So thorough? Lu Manyi was genuinely touched. Not only was Grandpa real, Grandma was too.

Lu Xiaosan whispered to Lu Chuan and Fang Yuan, “Do you think we should get Dad’s brain checked? He’s like a little kid—switches moods in a flash, and he’s not even reasonable anymore.”

Lu Chuan replied, “He’s still my dad. You don’t have to clean up after him. If he doesn’t like me, I’m used to it.” What’s the point of looking? Even if a doctor said the old man should go easy on his son, Lu Chuan wouldn’t want to hear there was something wrong with his dad’s health.

This is fine. He knows to make his son work hard and save for the family. Nothing wrong with that. He’s used to this bit of unfairness.

Fang Yuan patted Lu Chuan’s shoulder, laughing so hard she bent over: “Who would’ve thought that Professor Lu, who’s so successful outside, gets no respect at home from his own father?”

Lu Xiaosan had never seen someone kick a man when he’s down like this, but he couldn’t hold back: “Second Brother, maybe Dad’s just getting old.”

Lu Chuan wasn’t so amused; he thought deeper: “Isn’t it just the truth? He just doesn’t care about me. Can’t stand to see me not working.”

Lu Xiaosan felt a bit sad, but Lu Chuan’s sourness made him want to laugh even more. Who knew Second Brother cared about this?

Fang Yuan joined in: “Come on, tell us more.” She clearly didn’t care about Lu Chuan’s wounded pride.

Lu Xiaosan said, “Honestly, there’s a reason why Eldest Brother was always the favorite. He was hardworking and capable with housework. If he hadn’t married Li Meng and everything changed, he’d still be the star at home.”

Back then, the two of them could never shake Eldest Brother’s place in their parents’ hearts. It all started to change when he got married.

Lu Chuan glared at Lu Xiaosan, not wanting to hear about the eldest. Xiaosan got the hint and continued, “As for Second Brother, studying wasn’t easy. He had to put in a lot of time, so he couldn’t help as much at home.”

Fang Yuan understood: “If you didn’t do chores or farm work in the village, you were considered lazy.”

Lu Chuan looked annoyed. Did she have to put it that way? Fang Yuan added, “Good thing you were good at studying—talent covers a multitude of sins.”

Lu Xiaosan tried not to laugh: “Back then, Mom and Dad definitely supported you studying, but you didn’t do much housework. Maybe that’s why Dad keeps asking why you’re not working now.”

Fang Yuan nodded. Xiaosan’s logic made sense, but for Lu Chuan, it was just painful: “Don’t think about it too much. It just hurts.”

Lu Chuan, annoyed, looked at their banter and said, “Now you’re smart.”

Fang Yuan coughed: “It’s fine. I know you’re not lazy. I don’t mind you spending more time studying, really. Don’t take Dad’s attitude to heart—times have changed.”

Lu Chuan looked at Fang Yuan, grinding his teeth: “Now the old man just thinks I’m lazy.” Whenever he tried to relax at home, he never got a kind word from his dad.

But what can you do? It’s not like Lu Chuan can just not come home after work. Fang Yuan joked, “How about I set you up with a second home?”

Pfft—Lu Xiaosan couldn’t hold it in. Seriously, why does Second Brother have to be hidden away like some shameful secret? Good thing Second Sister-in-law dared to say it—anyone else and Second Brother would’ve exploded.

Just how far has Dad pushed Second Brother?

Lu Chuan was really annoyed: “What kind of talk is that?” Besides, why does he rush home after work? Isn’t it because the old man’s getting on in years and a bit confused? Who knows how much longer he’ll be around? As a son, he really cherishes this time.

Fang Yuan wanted to say something sensible, but her husband was already irritated. She really couldn’t think of any other way to deal with her father-in-law and keep her husband from feeling so put out.

Zhao Qing just found it all entertaining. So this is what family life is like. No matter how high and mighty her husband’s father is outside, at home, Grandpa still gives him a hard time.

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"**Chapter 1253: Someone You Can't Afford to Offend**

At home, Grandpa is now considered a real treasure, especially when he complains about Dad being lazy and not doing any work. Every time this happens, Zhao Qing has to stifle her laughter for ages. Heaven knows, her father-in-law is actually the real pillar of the family—he’s not just earning one salary.

If he took on a few more side jobs, the schools would probably come looking for him, and he wouldn’t be happy about it. Zhao Qing, pregnant as she is, spends her days in silly happiness.

Lu Manyi looked at his wife and couldn’t help but remind her, “Take it easy. Making fun of Dad isn’t as entertaining as you think.”

Zhao Qing patted her belly. “Don’t worry, I’m pregnant. I’ve got the emperor on my side—Dad wouldn’t dare do anything to me right now.”

Lu Manyi gave her a thumbs-up. “You’re something else. You’re bold. Keep it up.” As if his dad could be held hostage by anyone. Other than Grandpa, Lu Manyi had never seen his dad lose face in front of anyone.

Well, it didn’t take long for Zhao Qing to realize she was out of her depth. As the newcomer, she still needed to pay her respects and play by the rules.

So Zhao Qing started down the path of trying to win over her father-in-law. The results were obvious. She finally understood why Lu Manyi had warned her not to laugh at her father-in-law.

Because, out of her sight, her father-in-law was taking it out on Lu Manyi.

As long as she was having a good laugh—especially if the source of her amusement was her father-in-law getting put in his place by Grandpa—Lu Manyi would suddenly be swamped with work, one thing after another, barely having time to come home and keep her company.

But if she managed to please her father-in-law and put a satisfied smile on his face, Lu Manyi would definitely come home early that day—not only would he have time to be with her, he’d even take her out for some fun.

By the time Zhao Qing figured this out, Lu Manyi had already suffered for two weeks.

Mouth agape, Zhao Qing admitted she really hadn’t expected her father-in-law to be so scheming. “Turns out Dad is so devious—and petty, too.”

Lu Manyi replied, “How do you think Dad managed to keep Mom in line all these years?”

True enough. Even though it seemed like Mom was in charge of everything at home, when it came down to it, the one who really called the shots was Dad. He was the real boss behind the scenes.

Zhao Qing said, “I won’t dare anymore, really. You should’ve told me sooner—I’ve caused you so much trouble.”

Lu Manyi thought to himself, “If two weeks of suffering gets my wife to see Dad’s true colors, it’s worth it.” He said, “As long as you know now. Besides, even if I’d told you, would you have believed me? Some things you just have to experience for yourself.”

Zhao Qing nodded. “I’ve learned my lesson. Dad is not someone to mess with.” In private, she shared her woes with Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan nodded in agreement. “Your dad really isn’t someone you can afford to offend. Hope you remember this lesson.” And then she dropped the subject.

Zhao Qing wondered if her complaint had actually gotten anywhere. It seemed like her mother-in-law actually enjoyed her father-in-law’s pettiness.

As a result, Lu Manyi didn’t come home for three days, busy with work at the company. Zhao Qing realized her complaint hadn’t worked—instead, she’d managed to get her husband caught up in the mess.

When she grumbled to her mother-in-law, she just got, “Well, he is my husband.” In other words, they’re a team, each with their own alliances.

Zhao Qing went back to Lu Manyi and said, “Turns out you and I are really on the same side. From now on, I’ll look out for you. Don’t worry, I won’t mess with Dad anymore.”

Her mother-in-law was firmly on her father-in-law’s side.

Lu Manyi, exhausted, was just glad his wife now understood the family dynamics.

Meanwhile, Lu Chuan snorted, “If I can’t take it out on my daughter-in-law, I can still make life hard for my son.”

Fang Yuan scolded him, “Why are you so petty? Let your daughter-in-law have her fun. Even your grandson is happy.”

Lu Chuan shot Fang Yuan a dangerous look. Fang Yuan continued, “She’s a bit immature, sure, but if she just laughed in private, that’d be fine. But she even tried to complain behind your back—how could I side with her? You’re my husband, and you’re the one I’ll be spending my life with.”

Lu Chuan’s expression softened. “You’re already spending your life with me. As for the grandson, whoever wants to look after him can do it. If it weren’t for wanting to tie you down, I might not have even wanted a son.”

Back then, your attitude toward your son was nothing like this, so Fang Yuan didn’t take him seriously.

Fang Yuan said, “You don’t have to say things you don’t mean. I don’t believe you for a second.” You know perfectly well how you feel about your son.

Lu Chuan looked at Fang Yuan, but didn’t continue the topic. He really couldn’t say it out loud, but back then, he did have a bit of that mindset—having a child to keep his wife around.

Believe it or not, at least his wife was still with him.

In private, Fang Yuan went to talk to Grandpa Lu. “Don’t be so hard on Lu Chuan. Even your granddaughter-in-law is finding it funny.”

Grandpa Lu wasn’t afraid of his daughter-in-law anymore. He just said, “As long as he works hard and makes money, why would I be hard on him?”

Fang Yuan showed Grandpa Lu the bankbook. He just said, “It’s all for my grandson, isn’t it? Give it to him now.”

Fang Yuan replied, “You really are sharp. You know exactly who you want to be good to, already planning everything out.”

Grandpa Lu said, “You’re all overthinking it. The company’s already been handed over, the money will be theirs sooner or later.”

Fang Yuan said, “If you give it to them now, what if they end up like Lu Chuan, just lazing around at home and not working?”

Grandpa Lu shot back, “He’s already working so hard. If that’s not enough, my grandson deserves to enjoy life.”

Fang Yuan couldn’t help but feel indignant for Lu Chuan. “So my husband has to shoulder everything? If that’s how it is, I’ll have to stand up for him.”

Grandpa Lu said, “You two are of one mind, I know.” Then he ignored Fang Yuan. Since when did she get so feisty?

As soon as Fang Yuan left, Grandpa Lu called his grandson. “Your mom has money—how much do you need? And by the way, because of you, your mom’s not happy with me anymore.”

What a lively family. No matter what Lu Manyi did, it was always right—even if he slacked off, it was fine. After all, he had a great dad.

Lu Chuan, on the other hand, had to work hard. Without a powerful father above him, and with Grandpa Lu himself saying so, the younger generation had to be spoiled.

Lu Chuan’s life could be described as “deep waters and scorching fire”—all thanks to his own father.

Lu Xiaosan muttered, “Watching all this drama is making me anxious. When my second brother was young, Mom and Dad never had him so tightly under their thumb. Who’d have thought that now, with Dad getting up to mischief in his old age, Second Brother would end up being the one caught in it?”

Hongye said, “Our family is just fine the way it is. No need for everyone to be so calculating.” Lu Xiaosan nodded in agreement. “My wife is sensible.”

Hongye kept things simple—if her father-in-law ever came over, there wouldn’t be so much drama. Saved a lot of trouble.

As for the shrewd son-in-law, he was determined to play dumb to the end. Just look at Second Uncle’s family—five people, three factions, plus Grandpa always wavering. Once the baby’s born, who knows what new drama will unfold?

Lately, Lu Xiaosan hadn’t been going to the shop much. Now that he was the boss, with his son-in-law helping out at home, everything was running smoothly and he didn’t have much to worry about. That left him with a bit too much free time.

The key was, he had some thoughts on his mind.

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**New Book Recommendation: “The Sizzling Supporting Actress of the 80s”**

Supporting actresses usually have good looks, a great family background, and, of course, a stubborn streak.

Feng Lu was a well-known good girl in the compound—good temperament, good looks, good education, good relationships. She wasn’t flashy, didn’t join in the fun, and didn’t mess around with the young men outside. Yet, this good girl started acting out of character.

Feng Lu herself felt helpless—she just wanted a peaceful life, but unfortunately, she was a supporting character, and had to follow the plot. Fortunately, in this author’s stories, supporting characters didn’t have to be especially vicious or hopelessly lovesick. Sometimes, it was just for the sake of the plot that the supporting character had to make an appearance.

So, while Feng Lu was busy making appearances for the main characters, she also had to make money, work, and organize her family. Life became a little more dramatic, a little more colorful—though not without its difficulties.