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The door opened, and Lin Yue walked into the room.

The first thing I saw was Su Mingzhe's woolen coat that had been ironed.

Then there was Su Daqiang, who was fiddling with those thousands of dollars worth of new clothes on the sofa, smiling like a wild chrysanthemum with a wrinkled face.

Su Mingzhe sat on the side and said good things about Su Mingyu.

The person involved was originally sitting on the sofa with Erlang's legs crossed, but when he saw him come in, apart from the coldness earlier, there was a bit more contempt in his eyes.

She followed Su Daqiang to the old house, and saw that the balance on the bank card was only more than 50,000 yuan. You must know that the pensions of Su Daqiang and Zhao Meilan are both 8,000+ a month, and she would definitely think that the money was spent by that old Su Mingcheng .

Lin Yue ignored him and walked straight inside, because Zhu Li gave him winks as soon as she entered the door.

"What for?"

"Have you eaten yet? There are Xiaolongbao here."

Lin Yue glanced at the loving father and filial son in the living room, knowing that Zhu Li dragged him to the kitchen because he didn't want to conflict with the few people there.

"Hehe, I bought too much."

That's right.

She always felt that Su Mingcheng's words were a little gloating, but she was really upset. She went out and bought food for five people, but in the end it was just her and the boss eating, and Su Mingcheng didn't mind it. He left with her in a fit of anger, no It’s normal to eat when you come back. Su Daqiang and Su Mingyu knew that she asked Su Mingcheng to buy food, and they didn’t call to notify them if they didn’t come back to eat. It's delicious, put it in the refrigerator, take it out and heat it again, it won't taste that way.

"Go, make me a cup of coffee."

Lin Yue walked towards the living room while talking.

"Hey, what are you going to do?" Zhu Li hurriedly pulled her back. She didn't know what happened to her husband today. She wanted to make trouble since noon, and she didn't calm down after going out for a walk.

On the other side, Su Mingyu said domineeringly: "Dad, brother, I'd better find you a hotel to stay in, lest you feel uncomfortable staying here."

While fiddling with the new clothes, Su Daqiang said: "Okay, okay, this is good, Mingyu is good to me, unlike some people who just stare at the few coins in their parents' pockets every day."

Su Mingzhe looked back at the kitchen: "Dad, why are you talking about this?"

Zhu Li was a little dazed, thinking that it was so easy for her to press the gourd here, but she didn't expect to get a gourd over there. This old man is also a master who is not too serious to be a monster.

Sure enough, Lin Yue shook off her hand, walked into the living room and looked at the three of them: "Su Daqiang, Su Mingyu, Su Mingzhe, for the sake of my daughter-in-law, I originally wanted to settle a deal with you after Mom's funeral is over." If that’s the case, then let’s settle the accounts for these years today.”

"Mingcheng, what are you... doing?" Su Mingzhe thought to himself that he was afraid of something.

"Calculate, well, it's time to do the reckoning."

It was Su Mingyu who was talking, but she knew very well that Su Mingcheng had been gnawing on the old for so many years, how could he still have the face to settle accounts after spending so much money from his parents? Gotta give him a good slap in the face today.

She walked over and pulled Su Daqiang to sit down, and said with a look of contempt: "Tell me, how will this be settled?"

Lin Yue said: "Let's not calculate the accounts between the two of us first, and calculate the accounts between parents and children first."

"Okay, no problem." Su Mingyu folded his arms and lay on his back on the sofa: "Then tell me how you have grown old all these years."

"Mingyu." Su Mingzhe glared at her.

"Shut up." Lin Yue said, "You don't have to fight here, you have to settle accounts with your own brothers, let alone brothers and sisters who are not close."

Su Mingzhe replied with a word to him, his face a bit ugly.

Zhu Li wanted to step forward to speak, but she also gave him a stare, and she was too frightened to stand still and dare not move. She felt that what happened today was a bit strange. In the past, Su Mingcheng was tolerant and followed her in everything. Not only did he look like a different person today, but also his tone and demeanor made her feel terrified and daunted.

Lin Yue looked back at Su Daqiang: "Over the years, you have always been in the habit of keeping accounts. Every penny I took from home, and every thing you bought for your children, is clearly recorded. Is it right?"

The old man was taken aback, he didn't expect that he would know about it, and he even brought it up on his own initiative.

"Dad, is there such a thing?" Su Mingyu asked.

Su Daqiang couldn't understand what the second child was thinking, and nodded with a little hesitation, "Yes."

"What about the ledger?"

"The ledger is in the old house, in the cabinet in the back room."

"Okay, I'll get it."

Su Mingyu got up and walked out. Of course, she would not give up the good opportunity to humiliate Su Mingcheng in front of the whole family.

"Dad, Mingyu, is this necessary?" Su Mingzhe was restless on the sofa, he still didn't want to see the two brothers and sisters tearing each other apart, especially when his mother had just died.

"There's no need to go, I've got the things back."

Lin Yue's words attracted everyone's attention.

He walked to the door and threw the unremarkable black plastic bag in the corner onto the coffee table: "Su Daqiang, check it and see if I have tampered with it."

Su Daqiang took out the ledgers inside, counted them, and flipped through them, but found no signs of tampering.

"That's right."

He couldn't figure it out, since Su Mingcheng knew that there was this, he must have read the content inside, and he should be very clear that exposing this stuff would be bad for him, so why did he still take it out?

"That's right, right? Then let's do the math."

Lin Yue threw the thinnest one to Su Mingyu, the second thickest one to Su Mingzhe, and the thickest one to Zhu Li: "You are an accountant, let us calculate how much you owe Su Daqiang."

"Oh." Julie responded blankly, and went to look for a calculator with a thick pile of ledgers in her arms.

Su Mingyu turned over the ledger with a playful smile on the corner of her mouth.

As for Su Mingzhe, he noticed that the two bunches of candied haws he bought when he was ten years old were recorded in the ledger, and he looked at Su Daqiang with disbelief in his eyes. He never thought that a father could do this.

Lin Yue sneered and said, "I didn't expect that, the candied haws that the whole family ate together was remembered on your head."

Su Mingzhe patted the things in his hands and said, "Dad, why do you remember this?"

The family's accounts are clearly remembered. This is too much. No wonder the second child is very angry today. Although normal people also keep accounts, who would remember every item of money spent on their children so clearly? And everyone gets a brochure, what does he want to do? Are you preparing for debt collection when you get old?

Seeing that his eldest son was unhappy, Su Daqiang thought that if he didn't let him go to the United States, wouldn't he not be able to enjoy the big house, blue sky and white clouds, fresh air, and exotic customs? How can I be proud in front of my old friends in the future, and quickly shirk responsibility and say: "This... this is all your mother asked me to remember."

"Mother's idea?" Su Mingzhe frowned.

Lin Yue patted the armrest of the sofa, got up and walked to the opposite cabinet, took down the portrait of Zhao Meilan, looked at Su Daqiang and said, "The above... Su Daqiang, look at the portrait of mother and say it again."

"This... this... is... it's you..." Su Daqiang hesitated to look at the black and white photo, always feeling that there was a pair of sharp eyes staring at him in the invisible time and space.

Lin Yue said: "You don't know, the boss sends home 5,000 US dollars every year after work, and the minimum is 30,000 in RMB. Have you ever seen this money?"

Su Daqiang looked at Su Mingzhe, but he didn't dare to lie about this matter, he shook his head like a rattle: "I haven't seen it, I haven't seen it."

Su Mingyu flipped through the ledger casually, and said eccentrically, "Then you should be very clear?"

Lin Yue ignored this character who carried the grievances of countless people, who was unreasonable and only stood. Wang Su Daqiang and Su Mingzhe said, "It's very simple. The money was used to help her brother Zhao Zheng. Honghua hasn't even been to work in recent years, where did she get the money to support her family?"

The old man and the eldest son of the Su family suddenly realized that it was true that Zhao Meilan cared about that younger brother very much. Zhao Zheng would come to the house to borrow money every now and then. To use a popular word at the moment, Zhao Meilan is a typical Voldemort.

"So if your mother asked you to keep this account book, she would ignore her younger brother? No matter how much this woman treats her mother's family, she won't think that her younger brother is closer than her own son, right?"

Su Mingzhe looked at Su Daqiang, and he understood that if Zhao Meilan asked Su Daqiang to keep accounts, it wouldn't make sense to only remember his son and not his younger brother.

Su Daqiang was speechless, turned his head to pretend to be dumb.

Su Mingyu threw the account book in his hand on the table: "Why are you talking so much, don't you want to settle the accounts? Settle the accounts, is it interesting to make a fuss about who wrote the account books?"

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