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

Haha, good guy.

The few apples that rolled out were already rotten.

She actually brought a rotten apple to visit the patient. She did it on purpose.

It can also be seen from these rotten apples that Old Mrs. Li and Old Man Li do not respect Lu Jiahe at all.

Even at this time, you are still bullying her.

If Lu Manshu didn't teach them a lesson, they would really think Lu Jiahe was easy to bully.

"Oh my, you are so thoughtful to buy such good apples to visit my cousin. I am so sorry to have you spend so much money. But my cousin can't eat apples now."

"I think your son would really like to eat it. It is said that there are a lot of mosquitoes, rats, cockroaches and flies in it, and they don't give him enough food. If you leave it here, we will just throw it in the trash can. Why don't you give it to your son? Otherwise, your son will be starving to the point of being skin and bones, which is not good."

Old Mrs. Li knew that Lu Manshu was sharp-tongued and she was no match for her, so she didn't want to talk to her and turned to ask Lu Jiahe.

"Do you really have the heart to let your husband go in? That's your husband! If you send your husband in, people won't laugh at you. Why are you so stupid?"

Lu Jiahe closed his eyes and said nothing.

Lu Manshu answered for her: "My cousin's stomach hurts when she talks, and the pain makes her condition worse. If you want your son to stay in prison for a few more years, feel free to disturb my cousin's rest."

Mrs. Li didn't dare to speak anymore. Lu Manshu continued, "From now on, I will speak on behalf of my cousin. If you have any questions, just come to me."

"Yes, you are right. My cousin is indeed stupid. She has been stupid for four years, and you tortured her to the point of exhaustion. But she is not stupid anymore."

Lu Manshu picked up the rotten apples and handed them to Old Mrs. Li.

"My cousin is going to rest, can you take these apples back?"

Old Mrs. Li didn't take the apple, but she didn't want to leave either.

Old man Li was so angry that he was humiliated by the yellow-haired girl Lu Manshu. He snatched the apple from Lu Manshu's hand and pulled Old Lady Li outside.

Old Mrs. Li still didn't want to leave.

"We are here to ask her to withdraw the lawsuit. If she doesn't, then we have come here for nothing."

"Then kneel down in front of her and beg her! See if she will soften her heart? Don't you know? She has been brainwashed by her cousin. She is no longer the cowardly Lu Jiahe she used to be."

"Yes, everything was instigated by her cousin." Old Mrs. Li had been pulled out of the ward by Old Man Li, but she returned to the ward and asked Lu Manshu to come outside to discuss something.

"Tell your cousin not to get a divorce. At worst, I don't want her 15 yuan. Just give it to us. She saved 2000 yuan, which is equivalent to her monthly salary."

The 30 yuan was Lu Jiahe's red envelope, so why should they get 15 yuan? They are stretching their hands too far!

Lu Manshu just sneered and did not answer what Old Lady Li said.

Old Mrs. Li was extremely anxious. After all, every day her precious son stayed in there longer would mean a day of suffering, and as a mother, she couldn't bear to see her child suffer the most.

"Can you please speak?"

Lu Manshu: "Old hag, your son has been in there for one day and you are so anxious. My cousin was beaten to a pulp by you. Have you ever thought that my cousin is also my second uncle's precious daughter?"

"Is your son the only one you love? Isn't my cousin a lover too? I'm not afraid to tell you that our whole family has unanimously decided to send your son to jail first and then file for divorce."

If he stayed in prison for three years, Li Dajiao would lose his job, and his blind date would definitely fail.

"I'll take another step back. I only want 100,000 yuan. Tell your cousin to file a lawsuit."

"Your son's salary over the years is given to you for safekeeping. He has been married to my cousin for four years, and he should have earned 50 yuan in these four years. The 50 yuan is their joint property. Half of it belongs to my cousin, which is 25 yuan. When the lawsuit for divorce is filed, my cousin will get back what belongs to her."

Old Mrs. Li asked Li Da Jiao to give the money to her for safekeeping just to protect herself from Lu Jiahe. How could she possibly give Lu Jiahe half of the money?

"The money my son gave me is mine. It is not their joint property."

Lu Manshu taught Mrs. Li some legal knowledge. "Your son will give you his salary as soon as he gets it. His bank account number can be checked out. Once it is found out, half of the money must be given to my cousin."

"Pah! I've spent all that money. I don't have a penny left."

Lu Manshu didn't care about Li Dajiao's meager salary. She couldn't swallow this anger and wanted to teach this arrogant old woman a lesson.

"Whether you have money or not is not up to you. The lawyer will collect evidence at that time."

Old Mrs. Li was frightened. She could not read a single word and had no knowledge of legal knowledge.

Worrying about not being able to get Lu Jiahe's money and having to compensate her with half of her salary would be a waste of time.

"That's the best that can be done. I don't want your cousin's money, and your cousin doesn't want my son's money. Then she withdraws the lawsuit, and we can separate peacefully."

"My cousin was beaten into the hospital by your son, and you asked them to separate peacefully. You think too much. If I beat your son into the hospital, and then asked them to separate peacefully, would you be willing?"

"Bah! How can someone as valuable as her go to the hospital after just a beating? I think she's still very energetic and nothing's wrong at all. Go through the discharge procedures for her now and don't waste money here."

"You don't need to worry about my cousin. Why don't you pay attention to your son?"

Seeing that there was no room for negotiation, Old Lady Li took off her shoes and threw them at Lu Manshu.

"My family was originally fine, but it was you, a bad woman, who tore it apart. If you hadn't come to my house, there wouldn't be so many problems in my family, and my son and daughter-in-law wouldn't have divorced. You bastard, go to hell!"

Lu Manshu was leaning against the window. The shoe flew towards her. She dodged and the shoe flew out of the window.

"Your son is not dead yet, how can I die so soon? Don't worry, I will live a long life."

Lu Manshu gave Old Lady Li a sinister smile, and Old Lady Li shuddered.

This woman is so difficult to deal with. If I had known, I wouldn’t have beaten her cousin.

"What do you want in exchange for letting my son go?"

"Our whole family's only goal is to send your son to jail. It's impossible to let your son go. You're dreaming!"

Old man Li has been in the hospital for such a long time and has hardly spoken a word.

The Lu family wouldn't let their son go, so Old Mrs. Li took her anger out on Old Man Li.

"Are you mute? Your son has been locked up, and you didn't say a word."

Old man Li was arrogant and domineering when he beat Lu Jiahe, but now that his son was sent to jail, he was so scared that his legs were weak and he dared not be arrogant anymore. At the same time, he also regretted beating Lu Jiahe.

At the beginning, Lu Jiahe and Old Lady Li just had a quarrel. If he had not intervened in the conflict between the mother-in-law and the daughter-in-law, he would not have caused so much trouble.

"They have insisted that their son must go to jail for three years. What else can I say? You have been talking for so long, can you change their mind?"

If Li Da Jiao was sent in, Old Mrs. Li wouldn't be able to see her son for three years. How would she live like that?

"You've never felt sorry for my son. After all, my son has called you dad for 40 years, and this is how you treat him?"

When her only son was sent in, Mrs. Li was at a loss.

Old man Li was indifferent to his son. She acted on impulse and spoke without thinking.

Old man Li's heart skipped a beat. What did she mean by "Dad" for 40 years? Why did this old woman keep talking about her son? Isn't her son my son?