The Delicate Darling with Her Rough Man

Chen Xiumin didn’t know her daughter was still stewing over what happened that morning.

Besides, she didn’t think her sons were in the wrong.

There was a family matter to attend to. The whole family couldn’t just stay in the County Town watching over her alone!

Seeing Xu Wenwan’s normal complexion and the strength in her voice, she couldn’t help but grumble to herself.

’This illness of hers is so strange.’

Before she could finish her grumbling, she saw Xu Wenwan smashing soapberries on a rock with a hammer.

Those were the soapberries the family had set aside for washing clothes. They had only gathered half a bag in total, and it had been kept in the woodshed all this time.

She had no idea how Xu Wenwan, who never set foot in the woodshed, had managed to dig them out.

Seeing her wasting things like that, Chen Xiumin opened her mouth to scold her.

But just as her lips began to move, she stopped.

’Forget it!’

’Wasting a few things is fine, as long as she stops going to the educated youth point to chase after men all day.’

Chen Xiumin ignored Xu Wenwan and went into the kitchen. There, she saw a basin sitting by the table, covered with a white cloth.

”Why is there a basin here?”

She lifted the cloth and saw a basin full of meat. Chen Xiumin was startled, but then she remembered that Gu Jiaojiao had brought meat to the Chen Family today.

She realized the meat was for the people who had helped out.

Thinking about how her two sons had been delayed by Xu Wenwan and arrived so late they probably weren’t much help, her dissatisfaction with her daughter grew.

’This daughter of hers has been nothing but a burden since she came back.’

’Come to think of it, this illness is strange too.’

’She had a high fever in the morning, but as soon as my sons left, she was fine.’

Chen Xiumin was unwilling to believe her daughter had done it on purpose, and she hadn’t looked like she was faking it at the time either. So, she decided not to think about it anymore.

Xu Wenwan smashed all the soapberries and soaked them in water.

She recalled that she needed to add other things—coconut oil, olive oil, almond oil. These were all rare items, only available at the supply co-op, and they cost over a yuan per jin!

She had no money, so when she saw Chen Xiumin come out of the kitchen and go back to her room, she followed her inside.

”Mom, give me some money.”

Chen Xiumin, who had just picked up her needlework to make a pair of shoes for the old man, was speechless.

”Money? Why do you need money again?”

She felt this daughter of hers was getting more and more outrageous. Not only was she a spendthrift, but she had just been given two yuan and used it to buy a useless chamber pot, and now she was asking for more money.

”I don’t have any.”

She went back to threading her needle, ignoring Xu Wenwan.

Xu Wenwan’s eyes immediately turned red.

”You don’t like me, do you? You don’t even treat me like your real daughter.”

”You took the wrong baby home when I was little, causing me to spend twenty years without my real parents by my side. Now that I’m back, this is how you treat me.”

Chen Xiumin was speechless.

Hearing this, she suddenly felt a pang of guilt.

She stood up and walked over to Xu Wenwan.

Xu Wenwan covered her face, the corner of her mouth twitching into a slight smirk.

She knew that in this family, her mother cared about her the most. Saying this would surely make her mother’s heart ache for her.

Chen Xiumin did feel her heart ache. She grabbed Xu Wenwan by the sleeve and dragged her outside, her face grim.

”Go cry outside. Don’t bother me.”

After saying that, she gave Xu Wenwan a shove, easily pushing her out the door. She then shut the door behind her, blocking Xu Wenwan’s face from view.

Xu Wenwan was speechless.

’Good.’

’Very good.’

’So this was her family.’

She had originally planned to make money and ignore her brothers and sisters-in-law, but still be a good daughter to her parents.

But now her own mother was treating her like this.

’Once I’m rich, they can forget about me being a filial daughter.’

Feeling wronged, Xu Wenwan ran back to her room.

Chen Xiumin’s expression didn’t even flicker. She picked up her needle and began stitching the sole of the shoe.

’This daughter of hers, always lost in her grand dreams of getting rich. Does she really think making a fortune is that easy?’

「Leng Yuan’s house.」

Xia Qiuming, with a serious expression, called Leng Yuan into the room.