The reason her in-laws can't control her is because they have no blood relation to Lin Jingyue. But her maternal family is a different story; they are the family that gave her birth and raised her, so their influence is different.

Although it is said that a married daughter is like water spilled from a cup, even if the bones are broken, they are still connected by tendons. Blood is thicker than water, don't you understand?

Granny Chen took half a day off and went to the next village to find the Lin family.

"Did you know your daughter found a job in the city?"

Old Mrs. Lin listened to her words with a puzzled look, "Has the sun risen in the west? Your family is actually finding a job for my daughter? Why don't you find a job for my son?"

The two didn't get along very well before, so this situation is normal.

Granny Chen rolled her eyes so hard they almost reached the sky. If she had the ability to find a job for her daughter-in-law, she would have found one for her son long ago.

"Looks like you don't know anything. Let me tell you, your daughter divorced my second son a long time ago and is now enjoying a comfortable life in the city with her daughter. You're supposed to be her mother, and you don't know anything? Your daughter is a worker now, she should give you at least twenty yuan a year for retirement."

She didn't know how much the temporary worker was paid, but exaggerating the amount would attract Granny Lin's attention. Twenty yuan, two ten-yuan bills—that's not just a few cents!

For an average family, being able to save 100 yuan a year is considered wealthy. If it's 20 yuan a month, that's more than 200 yuan a year.

"How much? How much did you say? Twenty yuan?" Just as expected, Granny Lin's eyes widened upon hearing this.

How much flour and grain can you buy with twenty yuan? If you save it up, you could even buy a sewing machine. As for sewing plane tickets, with money, why worry about not having tickets?

Granny Chen nodded seriously, her expression particularly grave. "I thought that girl didn't give the job to my son because she wanted to take care of you two. I didn't expect you knew nothing at all. It's strange that she's raising a money-losing child all by herself. Where did all that money go?"

Where would the money go? It would probably go towards spending on oneself, or be saved up so no one else would know.

“I saw it. Your daughter has gotten quite a bit fatter, and that good-for-nothing has gotten so fat, she looks like a pig. They must have been eating a lot of meat lately, otherwise they couldn’t have gotten like that.”

Although the statement was a bit exaggerated, it's true that the mother and daughter have gained some weight.

The more Lin Pozi listened, the darker her face became. Her daughter was married, and she had no right to interfere in her affairs. But now that they were divorced, what couldn't she, as her mother, do for her?

She has the right to manage!

“My dear in-laws, do you know where my daughter is right now? She's out there alone with her child, and I'm really worried. What if she gets scammed?”

How could Granny Chen possibly believe her? She was just trying to trick the person back, then steal the job, and maybe even sell the child again.

However, she definitely kept this thought to herself; how could she possibly say it out loud?

"I didn't know this either, that's why I came to you, my in-law. After all, she took away my second son's bloodline, and I thought I couldn't let my second son's child be left to fend for himself, right? What will happen to my granddaughter if she marries someone else without a word? Don't you think so?"

"Indeed." Granny Lin nodded in agreement. Although she was a money-losing daughter, there was no reason for her to acknowledge someone else as her father. "But I don't know where that brat is now. What should we do?"

What to do, what to do? Add an egg to the cold salad? Seriously, don't you have any ability to think at all?

Granny Chen thought her family might have some ideas, but it turned out they were just brainless.

"Here's what we'll do. Even though that girl lives in the city now, she still needs to go back to the countryside to get firewood. When I see she's back, I'll have someone inform you, and then you can make the trip. How about that?"

"I think this will work, so let's do it your way."

The two old women looked at each other and smiled; their wrinkled faces looked exactly like the rat grandmothers in horror movies.

Old Man Lin, who was smoking his pipe nearby, listened to the whole story and finally let out a helpless sigh.

There's nothing we can do; it's all because we're poor.

On the other side, the mother and daughter, who had been eaten and looked bloated, first took their belongings back to their room. After tidying up, they disposed of one of the rabbits.

After getting some dried chili peppers and preparing the ingredients, it was time for a stir-fried rabbit meal. Well, not really a stir-fry, because the heat wasn't very high. And since I didn't have an iron wok, I had to use an earthenware pot.

Aunt Zhang only has one iron pot, and she needs to use it herself.

The rabbit meat dish contained a lot of ingredients, making it look somewhat like a spicy stir-fry, but the portion appeared to be much larger.

Lin Jingyue first ladled out two bowls. She gave one to Xiaomingyue, who was responsible for delivering it to Aunt Zhang. She planned to find Aunt Li later to thank her for her help.

I was originally thinking of sending a whole rabbit, but then I thought better of it. A small favor is appreciated, but a large one breeds resentment; it wouldn't be good to create animosity through back-and-forth exchanges. Sending a bowl of rice is like adding a dish to a meal, representing my goodwill.

After all, without Aunt Li's recommendation, she wouldn't have had the chance to take the exam for this job.

"Mom, Grandma Zhang gave me some pickled vegetables." Xiaomingyue came back carrying a bowl of pickled vegetables.

Their family didn't have many dishes, so they ate at the cafeteria every day. Although the food was good, it didn't save them much money. Pickled vegetables weren't expensive, but in years when there weren't many vegetables to eat, they were a good thing.

"Go wash your hands, it's time to eat."

"Okay, Mom."

After serving the child a bowl of white rice, Lin Jingyue sat down to read the letter that had just arrived that day.

Five yuan, a few grain coupons, and a letter fell out of the envelope. The letter was simple, giving her a direction for her writing; following this direction would earn her more royalties.

Indeed, talented people can always stand out. Those essay collections I read as a child were definitely worth it.

Back then, she even spent money to enroll her child in classes to help her write better essays, learning how to write by watching videos. Surprisingly, the child actually learned, so the money was well spent.

In the afternoon, estimating that it would be almost time for Aunt Li to get off work, I picked up my basket and headed out.

"Aunt Li, this is a dish I made. It's a bit spicy. I wonder if your family can handle spicy food?"

"What are you bringing, child? We have plenty of vegetables at home."

"We can't finish this, and we're afraid it will spoil. Aunt Li, please take it. I still have some soup simmering at home, so I won't keep it."

Lin Jingyue took the empty bowl and went back, not giving anyone a chance to stop her.

"You silly child, take something home with you!"

"This child!" Aunt Li shook her head helplessly as she looked at the large bowl of food.

The daughter-in-law, standing to the side, said sarcastically, "I never thought that Mom would get a reward for doing good deeds!"