On the day my sister returned, the entire town's residents spontaneously waited for her in the snow on the street. As soon as she returned, the sky above the town seemed to open up and the air became fresher.

You know clearly in your heart that your sister is the real reason why the Zhou family has not fallen, but you and your mother-in-law have developed a woman's unreasonable and inexplicable jealousy towards her. Jealousy makes people ugly. Your mother-in-law has been deserted by everyone, and even your father-in-law has turned a blind eye to her.

Women can be unreasonable, and it can be considered a hobby in some special circumstances, but you are throwing dirty water on me for no reason, which is very hurtful.

Ah Yu, you should know that even reconciliation can have cracks, just like me and the Zhu family, just like me and the Pang family. Even though my biological mother has changed, there's still a huge gap between us. You've already pushed my sister and child further and further away. If you push me away again, what will you have left? Money?

You said, now I give you two choices, me or money, you can only choose one, which one would you choose?

Zhu Hang's voice was soft, but every word resonated in Zhou Yu's ears. Jealous? Was it jealousy?

While she was stunned, a voice in her heart told her: Yes, it is jealousy.

It turns out that the person who sees things most clearly is the man next to her. She has been jealous of her younger sister since she was a child. At that time, the family conditions were poor and the gap between the sisters was small, so her jealousy was not obvious.

Later, my sister's achievements became higher and higher. I could only look up to her and seemed not to feel jealous. I just felt that I was lucky to have such a capable sister.

When her sister first disappeared, she was panicked and sad. The longer time went by, the more hopeless she felt. Later, all the people who were on good terms with her sister, including leaders in the county and the capital, sent people to the Zhou family to express their condolences.

For a moment, she enjoyed supreme glory and attention. Fear? No longer existed, and the vanity that followed was like a maggot attached to her bones.

The all-round favoritism and protection came to an abrupt end after the younger sister returned, as if in a winter when everyone was wearing only thin clothes, after others had given her a charcoal stove and a cotton coat, they were all taken away and given to her younger sister because of her return, leaving her shivering in the north wind with only thin clothes on.

How could she accept such a huge difference? How could she not feel resentful?

I guess my mother feels the same way as she does, right?