Aunt Wu finished her tea and put it down, savoring the flavor. It was unlike anything she'd ever tasted before. She thought to herself, "The Third Wife is getting more stingy the more she manages the household. She's trying to fool these people with some cheap tea. I'm not going to take that kind of rip-off! I'm going to expose her in front of everyone."

Thinking of this, Aunt Wu turned her mouth away and asked Jiang Wenbing's (the third son's) wife, "Hey, third son's wife, why does the tea taste different this year? Didn't I tell you last year to use pre-rain Longjing tea to make tea for the elders? What kind of broken tea leaves are you using? The taste is wrong. Is it damp?"

The third daughter-in-law didn't get angry at all when she heard this. Instead, she smiled and replied, "Aunt Wu, this tea was brought back by my fourth sister-in-law. Her father had just obtained this tea, and it was said to be in short supply, so I brought some for him to try. Today is a big day, and my father specifically asked me to bring it out for everyone to try. It's normal for you to think it doesn't taste right since you haven't tried it before. I don't understand it either!"

After hearing the explanation from the third family, the women present picked up their teacups and tasted the tea carefully. They felt that the taste was indeed different, with a particularly strong aftertaste.

The more Aunt Wu thought about it, the angrier she became, but she still had to put on a smile, "Oh, the Fourth Brother's family is really generous. They can even get such good tea."

Professor Dong smiled slightly and said, "These were all given to us by my father's friends. We don't know much about tea, but we just thought they tasted good, so we brought them out for everyone to try."

Aunt Wu felt very unhappy. She muttered to herself, "It's just relying on your mother's family's influence. What's so great about it? I want to see how long you can keep being so proud."

Just then, Old Lady Jiang walked in. Everyone stood up and saluted. Aunt Wu also stood up slowly and forced a smile.

Mrs. Jiang looked around, and finally her eyes stopped at Aunt Wu. "Old Aunt Wu, I heard that you have a problem with this tea?"

Aunt Wu was startled and said quickly, "No, no, sister-in-law, I just said it casually. This tea is very good. I don't know how to taste tea."

Old Madam Jiang sneered, "Humph, that's better. Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. If you dare to sow discord again, don't blame me for being rude."

Aunt Wu lowered her head, not daring to say another word. She knew that Old Madam Jiang was always strict, and if she angered her, she would definitely suffer the consequences.

The storm subsided, but Aunt Wu's jealousy only grew. How could his son, born to another woman, be stolen away for decades and then returned alive? And the wife he found had such a powerful family. Why should this woman enjoy all this? It should have been hers, but this damned woman had tricked the old lady into favoring her.

If it weren't for Old Lady Jiang (the old man's mother) who stopped her, the entire Jiang family's main house would now belong to her, Li Huiqin.

Jealousy can completely change a person, just like Aunt Wu.

This story has to start from the generation of Mr. Jiang’s mother.

When Fifth Aunt was still a girl, she happened to meet the handsome and tough eldest son of the Jiang family and was immediately captivated by his outstanding temperament and efficient work. After much desperation, she finally persuaded her parents to ask someone to introduce her to the old man and bring her to a marriage.

As soon as the middleman mentioned this matter to Mr. Jiang's parents, Mr. Jiang's mother disagreed. She would not allow Li Huiqin to be the daughter-in-law of the eldest son in their Jiang family. Other sons could choose at will, but not the eldest son. Li Huiqin was not qualified.