After Mrs. Lin left, Chunya came over and said, "Mom, why do I feel like Auntie has changed recently? She hasn’t thrown a tantrum in the village for a long time. Last time she argued with Aunt Lu, and neither of them even got into a fight." Aunt Wu: "...Your Auntie isn’t the kind of unreasonable person. Your Uncle left early, and it’s just their orphaned family. If she weren’t a bit forceful, not to mention the villagers, even those relatives would have bullied their family terribly. Now that the girl is doing well and good days are in sight, her heart feels open, and naturally, she’s more generous." "Auntie is also much nicer to Lin Yun. She won’t even spend money on new cotton for herself but is willing to spend two yuan to buy new cotton for Lin Yun!" Even though she spent three yuan on Lin Xiang, it’s a given that her own and the adopted can’t be compared. Aunt Wu chuckled, "Mom has also saved enough money. When it’s time to make your wedding dress, I’ll put some nice cotton inside so you won’t feel cold visiting relatives during the New Year." Chunya’s smile instantly faded, tears welling up in her eyes, "Mom, I don’t want to get married." "Can I not get married?" Aunt Wu didn’t respond, only quickening her stitching. Chunya didn’t notice, two drops of tears fell from Aunt Wu’s eyes onto Lin Xiang’s new clothes. Just after stepping out of Aunt Wu’s house, Mrs. Lin was roughly bumped into by someone and almost fell to the ground unprepared. "Who doesn’t have eyes..." "Xingzi, you stop right there! If you don’t stop today and let me catch you, see if I don’t skin you!" Mrs. Lin watched her nemesis Aunt Lu chasing the running Xingzi, wielding a nearly bald feather duster, completely out of breath. "What did Xingzi do to make you so angry that you brought out the feather duster?" Mrs. Lin teased, rarely seeing Aunt Lu so flustered, "If you ask me, you only have Xingzi, treat her well, when she gets married, she might bring back some good things from her in-laws to supplement you." "You only have this one daughter. If things really go sour, when you’re old, Xingzi won’t take care of you!" Mrs. Lin repeated the advice Lin Xiang had given her to persuade Aunt Lu. There aren’t many good people like her, who are kind and willing to guide even their nemesis. This update ıs available on 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝘯𝘦𝘵 "Zhao Xiuli, what business is it of yours? You’re talking as if you treat Lin Yun well. I don’t need you meddling in my affairs! Stupid girl, you stop right there!" Mrs. Lin thought to herself, she wasn’t good enough to Lin Yun? Yesterday, when they returned from town, she saw the girl gave Lin Yun several big meat buns, and she didn’t stop it! She had just spent two yuan on new cotton to make a padded jacket for Lin Yun, and she couldn’t bring herself to spend that money on herself! No, she couldn’t think about it anymore, or her heart would ache. Mrs. Lin held her chest, cursing and grumbling as she headed home. As soon as she stepped inside, she saw Lin Yun chopping wood in thin clothes, and she exploded into a tirade. Lin Yun, holding an axe, didn’t know whether to chop or not. "Go put on some more clothes, if you get sick, I won’t have money to buy medicine for you!" Giving Lin Yun a glare, Mrs. Lin turned and went into the main room. Seeing Lin Yun reminded her of the two yuan she hadn’t even gotten warm yet. Once inside, she smelled the rich aroma of meat, instantly forgetting her earlier annoyance. She rushed into the kitchen to ask Lin Xiang, "Girl, what good food did you make today?" "Mom, I made potato twice-cooked pork and steamed some rice, you can have more rice later." Mrs. Lin immediately noticed the white rice on the stove and felt a painful stab in her chest all over again. "We don’t have much rice left at home, why did you use it all up?" "And, twice-cooked pork is delicious, but how much oil and salt did that use? Our oil pot is almost empty... how is the oil pot full?" Since the first day Lin Xiang showcased her astonishing culinary skills after she came around, Mrs. Lin rarely set foot in the kitchen except to bring out dishes, so she didn’t notice Lin Xiang had filled the oil pot. "Last time I helped out at the state-owned restaurant, I mentioned it to Chef Shen, and he exchanged some oil for me. Mom, once it’s finished, I’ll find a way to buy more. Your daughter can earn money now, our family won’t be extremely wealthy, but we can occasionally treat ourselves." She handed the rice pot to Mrs. Lin, "You set the table, we can eat soon." "Stupid girl, you’re bossing your mom around?" Though complaining with her mouth, Mrs. Lin moved quickly with her hands. Just as she finished setting the table, the courtyard gate was suddenly flung open from outside. "What’s going on, did a wild boar break into our house?" Mrs. Lin hurried out to check the situation and saw Xingzi lying on the ground. "Xingzi, did you break the gate?" Xingzi didn’t speak, just cried. Mrs. Lin rolled up her sleeves, "Good job, Lu Cunlian, bringing your daughter to mess up my home? You just wait for me!" "Auntie, it’s nothing to do with my mom, please don’t go looking for her." Xingzi got up from the ground and ran to Mrs. Lin, kneeling with a thud and hugging Mrs. Lin’s leg. "Xingzi, what are you doing?" "Auntie, I beg you to save me, now only you can save me!" Xingzi cried as she spoke, occasionally kowtowing to Mrs. Lin. This was the first time Mrs. Lin had encountered such a situation. Luckily, Lin Xiang came out in time, lifting the skinny Xingzi off the ground with some force, "Whatever you have to say, say it properly, don’t come putting a halo on my mom." "Who in the village doesn’t know that my mom can’t stand yours, they’ve been enemies for many years? How could my mom save you?" Among all the members of the Li Hua Team, only Aunt Lu and Mrs. Lin hadn’t birthed a son. For one, her own man couldn’t, and for the other, her man left early. But fortunately, Mrs. Lin adopted Lin Yun, he’s not biological, but living on the same household register, he counts as a son. Aunt Lu, having no son, had no standing in the village. Mrs. Lin, with no biological son, her husband gone early, was always calculated against by her siblings. So, Aunt Lu saw Mrs. Lin as the only one she could bully, but except when it came to her family, Mrs. Lin was like a firecracker that wouldn’t fall short, exploding at the slightest provocation. The two clashed repeatedly, and neither got the upper hand. Xingzi coming straight to Mrs. Lin wasn’t putting Mrs. Lin in a roasting pan over the fire? Xingzi wiped her eyes with her sleeve and said to Lin Xiang, "Do the things you said last time still count?" "What did I say last time?" Since she crossed over, she hadn’t met Xingzi. The original person didn’t interact much with Xingzi, what could she have said to be so memorable? "You said to my mom that if I called you Mom, and you Sister, your family could take me in. Does that still count?" Lin Xiang gazed into Xingzi’s earnest eyes and didn’t respond for a long time.