Yu Xiaofeng's family lived in the neighboring Phoenix Village. When she arrived home, they were having dinner.

She sat down at the table with a smile and asked her older brother to serve her a bowl of rice.

The eldest brother, Yu Yuanguang, frowned and reluctantly served her a small half-bowl of rice.

This younger sister was lazy and good-for-nothing when she was at home. I never expected that even after she got married, she would still come back from time to time to freeload.

While eating, Yu Xiaofeng shoveled the shredded pork from the stir-fried pork with chili peppers into her bowl, stuffing her mouth full. Having not eaten meat for a long time, she completely disregarded her image.

After they had finished eating, he asked his elder brother's wife, Li Xiaoping, "Sister-in-law, is your sewing machine still in use?"

Li Xiaoping's face was drawn, and her voice was wary: "What are you going to do?"

She finally understood that she couldn't give Yu Xiaofeng a friendly look. Last time, when she got married, she managed to squeeze twenty yuan out of them, saying that the difficulties were only temporary and that the old lady had more than eight hundred yuan on hand, which would all be given to her son later.

As a result, the old lady lost her money. Her son stole the money and did nothing with it. In any case, he left her with nothing, which made the old lady so angry that she had a stroke.

My brother-in-law broke his leg again, and my daughter-in-law was criticized and denounced. Their family has never had a moment of peace. Now they're coming to our house to ask about the sewing machine. They definitely haven't kept anything secret!

Sure enough, Yu Xiaofeng shamelessly said:

“Sister-in-law, since you don’t use the sewing machine, then lend it to me. Our village has relaxed its policies, and we can use the sewing machine to take on jobs. The labor fee for each garment is one yuan and fifty cents.”

You said, if we made a hundred garments, we could use a sewing machine.

Li Xiaoping was still quite sensible and immediately refused:

"No way. That sounds nice, but at one dollar and fifty cents a piece, where would you get so many clothes to make? This sewing machine is my dowry, I can't just let you take it away."

Anyway, she made it clear that she would never lend Yu Xiaofeng anything again.

Unexpectedly, the next second Yu Xiaofeng lay down on the ground and started throwing a tantrum.

She claimed that her parents were biased, saying that when she got married, she had nothing, but her older brother received a sewing machine and a dowry, and that all the family's money went to him.

The parents sighed. They had spoiled their daughter since she was little, never letting her do any work and even giving her money from time to time. In the end, she still said such things. It was truly disheartening.

Yu Yuanguang couldn't stand it anymore and dragged her out of the yard:

"Xiaofeng, you may be shameless, but I am. Your family's mess has already made us lose face in the village. And you still come here to cause trouble. If you continue like this, don't blame us for disowning you as a relative!"

Yu Xiaofeng immediately stopped, her gaze turning menacing as she looked at him:

"Brother, are you really going to go this far? Let me tell you, the movement is over now, but who knows what will happen in the future? My daughter-in-law is from Beijing. Although she's down on her luck now, she might go back to the city and become a cadre in the future. Don't come to me for favors then!"

As she spoke, she patted the dust off her bottom, gave them a haughty glare, and prepared to leave.

A picture flashed through Li Xiaoping's mind of a scientist living in a cowshed being picked up by a car. Her eyes lit up, and she quickly smiled and pulled her aside:

"Hey, what are you two arguing about? It's just a sewing machine. I don't use it often anyway, so feel free to borrow it if you want!"

As she spoke, she asked Yu Yuanguang to tie the sewing machine to his bicycle and deliver it to Yu Xiaofeng's home.

Yu Xiaofeng never expected the plot to take such a turn, and said to them triumphantly:

"Sister-in-law, don't worry, my daughter-in-law will definitely help you if she becomes a cadre."

The expression on his face suggested that Ma Huijuan was about to be picked up in a car, and her whole family would be lifted up in glory.

With a sewing machine, Yu Xiaofeng told everyone she met that she could make clothes too, and asked them to bring her fabric. She said the labor fee was the same as the neighbor's.

However, people didn't seem to buy it, and only joked with her:

"Your clothes have so many patches on them, why don't you make yourself a new one first!"

Yu Xiaofeng was furious. She had no money, so how could she make clothes for herself?

When she went to ask Ma Huijuan for the money, Ma Huijuan said that she had spent all the money and wouldn't give her a single penny.

You could always see Lin Tao with a few cents in his hand, but no one knew where he got it from, and he wouldn't give it to you when you asked him for it.

Right now, she can only make money if she opens a business.

In order to find clients, she instructed Ma Huijuan to imitate Jiang Ning and travel around soliciting customers.

Ma Huijuan was furious. This mother-in-law was really sick. She was envious of others making money, so she got a sewing machine too. Did she have the same skills as Wang Xiufen?

However, a thought flashed through her mind: if the business next door went out of business, wouldn't it be perfect to take over from whoever came to make clothes? Making money is always a good thing.

To make things worse for her neighbor's business, she started racking her brains and remembered the aunt who came over to buy a second-hand Tang suit the other day.

If she knew her daughter-in-law was making such expensive clothes behind her back, she would definitely be unhappy.

After asking around for a long time, she finally found the aunt and told her about Liu Fang making clothes, embellishing the story.

Upon hearing this, the woman was indeed furious and immediately led a group of people to confront Jiang Ning.

"Why did you make clothes for her without my consent? All that fabric was paid for with the bride price!"

"You must pay me back the silk fabric today, or I'll smash your sewing machines."

A group of people crowded into Wang Xiufen's room, looking menacing, as if they were about to pick up weapons and smash things at any moment.

Jiang Ning was furious. She grabbed a kitchen knife from the kitchen and stood in front of them.

"Let's see who dares to make a move today! Do I know any of you surnamed Qiu? Liu Fang asked me to make these clothes, and I only recognize her!"

If you want to cause trouble, don't blame me for fighting you to the death!

When she became ruthless, the older woman hesitated, and under the threat of the cleaver, she led everyone back...

Only after everyone had left through the door did she close it, then lean against the door and slid down, exhausted.

Wang Shufen rushed over and helped her to a chair, patting her back to help her catch her breath.

"Luckily you have guts. If I were alone, I would have been terrified! These people are still outside, who knows when they'll stop causing trouble?"

"Mom, don't worry, Ah Chen will be back soon," Jiang Ning reassured her.

To be honest, she was genuinely a little scared when she faced those dozen or so menacing-looking people.

There are stun guns and such in the space, but we can't take them out and use them!

After a while, the commotion in the yard seemed to subside. Through the crack in the door, she saw that the neighbor had invited the person over.

Just then, Lin Chen rushed back in a hurry. She quickly opened the door and threw herself into his arms.

"That was terrifying!"

Lin Chen held the woman, whose body was trembling slightly, and felt as if his heart was being crushed.

"It's okay, don't worry."

He patted her back like he was comforting a child, and only after she calmed down did he stand up, clench his fists, and walk outside...