My Daughter Has Some Space, And The Ninety-year-old Cannon Fodder’s Family Has Won.

After rounds of counterattack missions, Ming Huanxi was finally able to counterattack himself.
I was preparing to change the fate of my family's cannon fodder, rolled up my sleeves and prepared for a big fight, but the atmosphere at home felt strange.
The family seemed to have received enlightenment overnight, perfectly avoiding several big pitfalls and supporting the home that should have been in pieces.
Dad Ming, if you want to use our family as a stepping stone, you have to ask me, the head of the household, if he agrees. Now that he has started planning work, he doesn’t want this job. Isn’t it good to be his own boss?
Ming’s mother, what kind of damn setting is this? It’s not so cruel to knock the bones and suck out the marrow. Whoever wants to be this cannon fodder, she wants to lead her family to be beautiful alone.
Brother Ming, huh, you still want to accuse yourself of cheating, so let me show you what a technological genius you are.
Brother Ming, I am a gangster, who am I afraid of? However, being a gangster seems a little less pleasant, and changing clothes is not bad either.
Ming Huanxi, after all the hard work, I came back with a space of supplies and a lot of skills to counterattack. You actually told me that this is a life where I can win?
No, everyone is working so hard, so she has to get involved and let the so-called protagonist see who is the cannon fodder?
But this is rolled up. Why did the cannon fodder man get involved too, and he couldn't even kick him away...