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

It was dinner time. Su Jingchu was the most active eater, arriving before the food was served, followed by Su Jiandang.

"Have you finished writing your self-criticism?" Su Jiandang asked.

Su Jingchu didn't dare to look at him, and said weakly: "I forgot."

"Forgot? How dare you forget what I said? I said you can only eat after you finish writing a 2000-word self-criticism. You are so timid. Go and finish it before you come to eat!"

Su Jiandang scolded Su Jingchu, who was half a head taller than him, like he was scolding a child.

Su Jingchu was often scolded like this by him when he was a child. When he heard such words, he shuddered reflexively and then got goose bumps all over his body.

He was in his 30s and was already the father of two children, but Su Jiandang was still as vigorous as ever and trained him into obedience.

Su Jingchu felt aggrieved. It used to take him half a day to write a 500-word essay, but now he had to write 2000 words. It would probably take him two days to come up with the answer.

Did he not eat for the past two days? That's impossible.

Besides, he didn't do anything wrong, so why should he review himself?

Even if someone needs to make an excuse, it should be Lu Manshu who should make the excuse. It was all her fault. It was she who didn't cooperate with him and made him so embarrassed.

Su Jingchu put the blame on Lu Manshu, "Dad, she is as stubborn as a bull and doesn't go back on her word. You can't blame me for not getting her mother's phone number. You should blame her. She disobeyed you first. You should have asked her to write a letter of apology before I followed suit."

Su Jiandang: That’s great. Let’s take this opportunity to severely punish Lu Manshu and see if she dares to disrespect me in the future.

Su Jiandang asked Rourou to call Lu Manshu out.

Lu Manshu thought that the Su family was waiting for her to go out for dinner, so when she came out with Mengmeng in her arms, she found that the dishes had not been served yet.

Su Jiandang gave orders, "You also have to write a 2000-word self-criticism with Ah Chu. You can only eat after you finish it."

This old fogy guy takes himself too seriously.

Lu Manshu was not angry. Instead, she giggled without saying anything and played with Mengmeng on the sofa.

If you want to deal with me, don’t you realize how capable you are?

Su Jiandang knew that Lu Manshu was laughing at him, and his face became gloomy.

Su Jingchu felt that a storm was about to come and was so frightened that he dared not even breathe.

Sure enough, Su Jiandang was heard yelling at Song Yingxia in the kitchen: "Hey, take two pairs of bowls and chopsticks less."

Lu Manshu didn't say anything, and Su Jiandang's expression looked a little better.

Su Jingchu's stomach was growling with hunger and he couldn't bear it any longer.

Seeing that the dark clouds were slowly dispersing, he bravely said, "Dad, please let me eat a full meal before writing. I'm really too hungry to think of anything."

Su Jiandang: You still say that I can't control your wife, but your wife is playing on the sofa obediently. Even your wife is afraid of me, but you don't even take me seriously. How presumptuous!

"Pa..." Su Jiandang slammed the chopsticks in his hand on the table and yelled at Su Jingchu, "If you don't write it well, I will starve to death and not give you food. Go back to your room and write it immediately, and bring it out for me to review."

Su Jiandang stared at Su Jingchu with a sharp gaze. Su Jingchu didn't dare to stay in the living room and went to the kitchen to find Song Yingxia.

Song Yingxia did not dare to disobey Su Jiandang's order. She picked up a piece of chicken and gave it to him. She told him to write a letter of apology quickly and she left some food for him.

Su Jiandang was afraid that Su Jingchu was eating secretly in the kitchen, so he quietly came to the kitchen door and stared at him.

Su Jingchu was angry but dared not say anything. He turned around and went back to the utility room, closing the door with a bang. A lot of mud and dust flew off the door frame.

Su Jiandang walked over and shook the door frame, and it loosened.

He opened the door and said to Su Jingchu inside: "I spent more than 500 yuan on this door frame. You broke it. You have to compensate me 500 yuan."

Su Jingchu had no job and no money, but Su Jiandang actually asked him to pay compensation. This was really too much.

Besides, he lost his job because of Su Jiandang.

Even if he didn't lose his job, he would have to transfer 3800 yuan to Su Jiandang every month when he received his salary, and he would only have 200 yuan in pocket money for himself.

He had been working for Su Jiandang for nothing for the past six months, and was already very upset about being forced to write a self-criticism, and now they were trying to make trouble for him again.

Su Jiandang spent all day trying to find ways to mess with Su Jingchu, but he never messed with Su Jingyan. He made Su Jingchu penniless and even left him with a lot of debts.

Su Jingchu's patience had reached its limit. His eyes were bloodshot and he clenched his fists. He wanted to vent his anger, but he didn't dare to get angry at Su Jiandang, so he had to kick the rice jar next to him.

With a "bang", the rice jar was kicked and broken, and a piece of porcelain fell out.

The gap in the rice jar was about as thick as the mouth of a bowl, and there was still half a jar of rice in it. The white rice poured out from the gap.

The rice jar is made of ceramic and is a relic of Su Jingchu's grandmother. It has been used for more than 60 years and can be said to be an antique.

"Your grandmother bought this rice jar for five yuan. Five yuan back then was equivalent to 1000 yuan today. Add the 200 yuan you spent on rice, and you owe me 1700 yuan today. Add the money you spent before, and you still owe me a total of ."

Although Su Jiandang is old, he is very clear about money.

How can I pay back more than 30 yuan?

Su Jingchu fell on the bed all of a sudden. Su Jiandang was afraid that he didn't hear what he said, so he repeated it in his ear several times like a tape recorder, making sure that he had heard it clearly before going to eat.

Rourou saw that everyone else had eaten but her mother didn't come over, so the little girl went to call her mother to eat.

Su Jiandang yelled, “If you don’t obey, you’re not allowed to eat with your mother!”

When Rourou heard the roar, she jumped up in fright.

Lu Manshu comforted her, told her to eat well and said she would wait a while before eating.

Chen Suyi is about to leave her confinement period and has already had dinner with them.

"Tsk! I'll eat all the food, you just wait for the northwest wind!"

Seeing her aunt eating the meat voraciously, Rourou was afraid that if she finished eating, her mother would have no meat left, so she wanted to put a piece of chicken at the bottom of the bowl. However, the little girl was not very good at using chopsticks, and before she could pick up the meat, Chen Suyi snatched it away.

Song Yingxia thought Rourou wanted to eat meat, so she picked up a piece for her.

In less than ten minutes, all the food was eaten up by Chen Suyi.

"Mom, there's only one piece of meat left." Rourou said to Lu Manshu aggrievedly.

Su Jiandang was afraid that Lu Manshu would take advantage of him, so he warned him, "If you don't write a letter of apology, don't eat my food!"

When Su Jiandang farted, Lu Manshu touched Rourou's head and said, "Baby, mommy won't eat it, you eat it!"

Su Jiandang seemed to have a triumphant smile on his face. "This is what happens when you don't listen to me!"

Rourou asked with concern: "Mom, if you don't eat, you will be hungry."

Lu Manshu smiled and whispered in her ear.

Su Jiandang was very curious about what they were talking about, but Lu Manshu deliberately whispered and laughed loudly, and he looked gloomy again.

Song Yingxia took care of Chen Suyi during her confinement and was so tired that her waist and bones ached every day.

Thinking that Su Jiandang could deal with Lu Manshu, she also took the opportunity to deal with this woman.

"I'll look after Mengmeng, you go wash the dishes?" Song Yingxia ordered Lu Manshu.

"Mom, when I gave birth to Meng Meng, you asked me to cook before I was 20 days old. That old lady is almost a month old, but you don't even want her to wash the dishes. You are too partial! Besides, I didn't eat tonight, why do you want me to wash the dishes?"

Song Yingxia was busy like a top every day and had been wanting to lose her temper for a long time. Lu Manshu talked back to her, so she had to use Lu Manshu as a scapegoat.

"I work so hard every day, can't you be considerate of me? What's wrong with asking you to wash the dishes? Can washing dishes kill someone?"

"Didn't you say that you went to work in the fields the next day after giving birth? You took care of that bitch for a month, and you didn't even want to ask her to work. You deserve to be so exhausted."