She won't clear her name; she'll throw away all the scum.

Chapter 287

Old Chen got angry again and retorted, "If Bao Yuan wishes his maternal grandfather a bad New Year, then his maternal grandfather wishes your parents a bad New Year, may you be poor and everything go wrong."

Seeing his son's face darken, Old Chen felt relieved.

Chen Xiangdong shouted, "Dad, how can you hold a grudge against Baoyuan?"

Old Chen said righteously, "I didn't argue with him, I argued with you two adults. It's true that like father, like son; you two have raised a perfectly good child like this."

Chen Xiangdong glared angrily at Old Chen, "Just because Baoyuan's upper beam is crooked doesn't mean mine is!"

Old Chen nodded, "Yours isn't right either."

Just as Chen Xiangdong was about to make a sarcastic remark, he heard Old Chen continue, "You were all corrupted by that old man from the Zhu family."

Chen Xiangdong: ......?

He was so angry he almost laughed. His dad could actually say such a lie during a verbal argument, "You're the one who's my real dad."

Old Chen: "Before you married your wife, you were such a good kid, which is enough to show what a good father I was. But after you got married, you became a scoundrel, indulging your wife in beating her own mother, and acting like we owe you something. You still say you weren't corrupted by Old Zhu?"

Zhu Wenying couldn't hold back any longer. Not only did she no longer think that hitting her mother-in-law was wrong, she even wanted to hit her father-in-law.

Just as Zhu Wenying clenched her fists, Old Chen snatched back the braised pork that had gone cold.

Chen Xiangdong asked incredulously, "Dad, you won't even give me some braised pork?"

Old Chen chuckled slyly, "You two useless bastards can't even make braised pork, you won't even get a bite to eat on New Year's Eve, will you? This wasn't even meant for you, it was just for you to see. Now that you've seen it, I'm taking it back. Our father-son bond is only enough for you to smell it a few times. If you want to smell it more, pay up?"

He stretched out his hand, clearly begging for money. Zhu Wenying pushed Chen Xiangdong and Bao Yuan into the house, then slammed the door shut, almost hitting Old Chen's nose.

Touching his nose, Old Chen looked at the closed door and the sounds of arguing inside. His joy vanished, and he turned and walked heavily toward his own home.

When he got home, the courtyard smelled wonderfully of food. Old Chen took a deep sniff and felt hungry. Seeing that Chen Lingling was still playing outside, he called her over.

Chen Lingling came over with Hu Yingying. Old Chen squatted down and patted the two children's heads, asking, "Lingling, tomorrow is New Year's Day. Grandpa will test you. What are you going to say for New Year's Day?"

Chen Lingling immediately said loudly, "I wish Grandpa and Grandma good health, a long life, and abundant wealth."

Hu Yingying had been silent the whole time, but after Chen Lingling finished speaking, she quietly added, "Peace and safety."

Old Chen froze, his hands trembling, "She..."

Chen Lingling replied happily, "Uncle Hu was talking to her just now. It was Uncle Hu who taught her. Yingying can talk again."

Old Chen was also happy for Hu Jie. The child's condition had improved a lot. He could finally speak and respond. It was truly a wonderful thing.

Even a child like Hu Yingying knows to say nice things during the New Year, but Baoyuan dared to wish him a bad New Year. Old Chen was even angrier. Baoyuan was not even as good as Yingying.

Hearing Hu Yingying, that brat, wishing everyone peace and safety, and how she would respond to every question with the same greeting, Hu's mother was furious. Because this girl would respond to everyone except her own grandmother.

He was definitely not a good person. Why didn't they burn her to death back then? Why didn't they sell her to the deep mountains?

Old Chen's mood, which had been ruined by the eldest son's family, was instantly lifted by the words of the two children. They said that the children in their compound were much better. Bao Yuan was a good child when he was here, but he turned into a bad child as soon as he left.

He carried the meat and happily entered the house, immediately drawing everyone's attention to him.

Damn it, I forgot he stole the meat.

Old Chen was sweating profusely. He held the meat as if it were a ticking time bomb. When Old Lady Xia's gaze swept over, he stammered, "I just took it out to show others that my son can make braised pork. Not a single piece is missing; they're all here."

As if afraid that people wouldn't believe him, he carried the bowl to each person and showed it to them, "It's true, it's all here."

Chen Xiangnan was at a loss for words. "Dad, could that 'other person' be my older brother and his group?"

Old Chen glared at the second son and said, "Nonsense, why would I go to their house? It's bad luck."

Chen Xiangbei chuckled, "Dad, did you get bullied at his house?"

Old Chen was puzzled: How come even that idiot third brother knew? Was it really that obvious?

But he stubbornly insisted, "I'm not the kind of person who would do something stupid. I really didn't go. I didn't go today, and I won't go in the future. If they come to pay their respects tomorrow, I won't let them in."

He got angrier and angrier as he talked, so he took the meat into the kitchen and put it on the stove. "We'll eat this meat tomorrow."

Upon seeing Grandma Xia, he added, "If the eldest son's family comes over tomorrow, they are not allowed to give Baoyuan any New Year's money."

Grandma Xia: "You had a fight with them today, so they definitely won't come tomorrow."

Everyone knew, and Old Chen, having given up all pretense, simply stopped pretending. He yelled, "It's infuriating! It's good that they're separated, they should be separated! They're all ungrateful wretches, all ungrateful wretches!"

Seeing that Old Mrs. Xia showed no sign of getting angry, Old Chen grew bolder, and his urge to confide reached its peak. He opened his mouth and said, "You don't know, their family..."

Grandma Xia slammed her hand on the table. "Shut up, eat your food. Don't mention them on New Year's Eve."

Old Chen swallowed his words, but what could he do? He was just a good old man who listened to his wife. He could only sit down and say, "Yes, let's not talk about unlucky people anymore. There's a whole table of food here, and our family is all together. Isn't that great?"

Suddenly, he got up and went into the bedroom, taking out a bottle of wine. "Xiao Yu, Lao Er, why don't you two have a drink with Dad?"

The two naturally agreed, and Yu Hongzhen, with his keen eye, took the wine bottle and poured wine for his future father-in-law and Chen Xiangnan.

Just as they were about to clink glasses, Old Chen suddenly asked Old Mrs. Xia, "Old woman, would you like some?"

After Grandma Xia nodded, Old Chen took out a small cup and filled it for her.

"What about you? Want something to drink?" Old Chen asked the other girls.

Chen Xianghong and Yu Qingqing didn't drink, but Tang Jiao became interested and wanted to have a drink too, so she got a cup as well.

Chen Xiangbei shouted, "I want to drink too! I want to drink too! I'm a man, I want to drink too!"

Old Chen slapped him on the head. "What are you drinking for? You haven't even graduated yet, you're still a kid, and you want to drink? Want a slap or not?"

Chen Xiangbei was furious.

Chen Lingling joined in the fun, saying, "Grandpa, I'll drink too."

Old Chen laughed loudly, "Then pour a glass for Lingling too."

He then took out a small cup and poured some warm water into it.

The family gathered together, clinked glasses in a lively atmosphere, and began their New Year's Eve dinner.