Forced to marry a disabled man in the countryside? I'll repay you tenfold!

But this eldest son is really too much!

Before he joined the army, his family, fearing he would die without an heir, hastily arranged a marriage for his eldest son, Ding Zhigang. After the wedding, he left. When he returned, his son was already over two years old. Not long after, he left home again for other duties, and only then did he have his daughter, Ding Xiaomei.

By the time he returned home partially paralyzed from his injury, his son and daughter had already grown up.

It can be said that he hardly took care of these two children, so their relationship was already weak. His parents projected their guilt towards him onto their grandson, spoiling him excessively and raising him into an ungrateful wretch who would hang himself if he didn't get what he wanted.

Uncle Ding deeply regretted his hasty decision back then, giving birth but neglecting to raise the child, thus sowing the seeds of evil. This was the consequence he had to bear.

But now, seeing his son actually trying to shirk responsibility by targeting his benefactor, Su Wanqing, he could no longer contain himself. This scoundrel! He's gone completely awry!

Ding Xiaomei walked in, rubbing her bottom. "Dad, don't just scold my brother. His words may be harsh, but they're true. Your leg injury was caused by her; doesn't she bear any responsibility? We don't want her to pay compensation, but from now on, you should live with your aunt and cousin so they can take care of you. I told you to move to the capital, and I'd take care of you in your old age. But you don't like living with us, and now that you're paralyzed, how can I let you live alone?"

Ding Zhigang objected: "Why not pay compensation? Tingting said Dad's going to give Su Wanqing a large sum of money as a secret stash. Anyway, this money can't be given to her; it all has to be kept for me. I'm the only son in the Ding family..."

"Bullshit!" Uncle Ding's chest heaved with rage. "I'm not dead yet, it's none of your business to make arrangements! Without Su Wanqing, I'd still be lying on my bed waiting to die! You two unfilial bastards, you don't even ask how I am, all you talk about is money, you're just shirking responsibility! Let me tell you, don't even think about getting a single penny of my money! I don't need you to worry about my later years! Get the hell out of here!"

Ding Zhigang and Ding Xiaomei's faces flushed red and then turned pale as they were scolded. They hadn't expected their father to be completely on Su Wanqing's side.

Ding Zhigang, enraged and humiliated, shouted, "Dad, you're really getting senile! This woman has completely fooled you! What kind of spell has she cast on you? We're here today to seek justice for you! She must take responsibility!"

He was really anxious. He rushed over as soon as he saw the information on the telegram. Tingting said that Old Deng was going to give away all of his share of the property. The key thing was that his leg hadn't been healed yet. He originally thought that even if Old Deng was confused, he wouldn't be confused to this extent!

But look, his father is now completely on Su Wanqing's side, and he's probably even willing to give away the last of their family's wealth.

"Take responsibility? You keep saying I ruined Uncle Ding's leg and that I need to compensate you and take responsibility." Su Wanqing scoffed. "Fine, I'll ask you, what's the current condition of Uncle Ding's leg? Do you even know?"

The Ding siblings were stunned. They had only heard Lin Tingting say that "a hole was dug in his leg, and he was paralyzed," and when they arrived, they saw their uncle lying on the kang (a heated brick bed) unable to move. They immediately believed it and didn't bother to find out anything else.

Su Wanqing continued, "Now I'm telling you, the surgery was a success. My uncle's leg is recovering and he's regained feeling. He'll be able to try getting out of bed in the next couple of days. Have you asked about this? Have you checked it out?"

"The moment you arrived, without asking about the patient's condition or checking on the recovery, you only listened to a few people's one-sided accounts and concluded that I had ruined the leg, that you wanted to extort money, and that you wanted me to take care of someone until they died. Is this your filial piety as children?"

Seeing that things were going badly, Lin Tingting said, "You're talking nonsense! My uncle is clearly paralyzed in bed with a big hole in his leg. You're just trying to stall for time, to drag it out for a few months or half a year."

Uncle Ding said disappointedly, "Tingting, I thought you were just a little spoiled, but I didn't expect you to be so scheming! It's one thing to instigate me to deal with Su Wanqing, but now you're even instigating your cousins ​​to cause trouble. You really disappoint me!"

He shook his head and looked at his children: "I do feel that my leg has recovered a lot. Whether my niece-in-law is lying or not, we'll know in the next couple of days. If you still consider me your father, apologize to Wanqing now, and then go back to where you belong."

Ding Xiaomei snorted, "Dad, don't be fooled by her. Back then, when I took you to the capital for treatment, what did the doctor say? If Su Wanqing could really cure your leg so easily, I wouldn't just apologize, I'd kneel down and thank her. It would be my duty. And from now on, if she says go east, I'll never go west. I'll treat her words like sacred decrees!"

It wasn't that she looked down on Su Wanqing, but she knew that her father's leg was incurable.

Ding Zhigang's expression was very unpleasant. He wanted her to apologize to a country woman?

Uncle Ding glared at them: "Never mind whether it's cured or not, apologize to me now, or get out of this house!"

Ding Zhigang whispered, "Dad, I'm not going to apologize to that liar. If she can really cure your leg and let me see you walk and run again with my own eyes, then it won't be too late for me to apologize."

"Whether I get cured or not is none of your business!" Uncle Ding sneered. "I forgot to tell you, I already promised my niece-in-law that if she cured my leg, I would give her all the remaining savings I had hidden away. When your mother passed away, what was due to be divided between you two was already settled. My share is mine; I can give it to whomever I want, it's none of your business!"

Ding Xiaomei rolled her eyes: "If she really cured your leg, then go ahead and give it to her. I never intended for you to get a share, so don't accuse me unjustly! But Dad, I think you've really been brainwashed by this woman. What exactly constitutes 'cured'? Does being able to walk a few steps with support count? Does being stimulated with some weird method to the point of a brief resurgence, walking for two days before collapsing again, count? How much curative is considered curative?"

Upon hearing that his father intended to give all the property to outsiders, Ding Zhigang became extremely anxious. "Dad, how could you do this? Why didn't you discuss such a big matter with me? Those things were all left to me by Grandpa and Grandma! Besides, my sister is right. What if she used some kind of folk remedy or evil magic to allow you to leave temporarily, but then it gets worse after a while? Dad, you're so foolish!"

He turned anxiously to Zhou's mother, "Auntie! You have to do something about this! You have to talk to my dad! He's going to give all his family's assets to an outsider! Didn't you look down on this daughter-in-law in the first place, saying she was just there to serve you and my cousin?"

Zhou's mother's face immediately turned ugly. "Zhigang, don't talk nonsense. I...I...when did I ever say that I was marrying a daughter-in-law to serve me and your cousin? You two talk, don't drag me into this. Besides, when the family divided the property, each branch managed its own affairs. Your father could give his money to whomever he wanted, it's none of my business!"

She secretly glanced at Su Wanqing. This daughter-in-law was wicked. These brats would only stay for a few days before leaving, but she had to stay indefinitely. It was best not to offend her, lest she take her anger out on her and torment her.

Just as the group was arguing fiercely, the courtyard gate was pushed open with a bang, and Liu Shuqing returned, his face grave. Without bothering with pleasantries, he called out directly:

"Stop arguing! We have news about Comrade Zhou Yanshen!"