The elderly women sitting at the village entrance believed it to be true, saying, "If that's the case, then you really are going to live a good life."

For the girls in the village to want to become officers' wives was simply wishful thinking, but they couldn't resist the fact that the officers had a capable relative.

Ding Rumei didn't mention that Huang Meiling paid her wages every month; she only said she was going to help and that she would repair roads in the village when things got better.

She looked smug. "There's no way around it, I'm just too capable. My aunt is a discerning person. If it were someone else, I wouldn't bother going. But we're family, so there's some respect between us, and she's an elder."

The villagers didn't know what was going on; they just said she was very lucky and would be a city dweller from now on, no longer needing to go back to the village to farm or be a peasant.

Upon seeing Shu Ying, Ding Rumei extended her hand. "You must be Zhiyan's wife, right? You're quite pretty, but you're not quite good enough for my brother. Looking at your delicate skin, you probably haven't done any housework before, have you?"

Li Dongfang's expression changed. Was this a relative?

They're here to cause trouble, aren't they?

Shu Ying felt a little uncomfortable, but considering that it was Huang Meiling who had sent her, she held back.

She led the person into the house, implying, "Yes, my parents have always spoiled me, and my in-laws are also good-natured. They were worried that I would get tired, so they specifically asked you to come and help."

Ding Rumei didn't understand the meaning behind Shu Ying's words; instead, she became even more proud.

"I'm not saying this to be mean, but you city people are just being picky. In our village, people your age can do any kind of work with ease. You're just lucky to have married my brother. Someone as lazy and good-for-nothing as you would never be able to get married in our area."

Song Zhaodi's eyebrows furrowed into a knot, making her look even more like Xie Zhiyan.

She casually placed Ding Rumei's belongings outside the door, stood in front of Shu Ying, and responded to her rudeness.

"I wonder if you're married or not, and your husband is willing to let you out?"

Ding Rumei was speechless. She came here this time hoping to find a city man to marry. She had long known that she was not from the village and that she would one day become an outstanding person. Fortunately, she did not rush into marriage.

She came in from outside, very familiar with everyone. She had been on the road for who knows how many days, and hadn't even washed her hands. When she saw Yueyue and Yangyang in the living room, she reached out and pinched their fair little faces.

"You know what, those two kids are quite strong. My brother makes a good living, doesn't he?"

Shu Ying sat on the sofa, already showing signs of impatience.

This person isn't here to help; they're clearly taking over and treating this place like their own home.

If she were truly reasonable, she would welcome her with open arms, but Ding Rumei clearly seemed to lack common sense.

Song Zhaodi picked up the two children and said, "You need to pay attention to hygiene in the future, especially with the children. You shouldn't pinch a child's face."

Ding Rumei didn't seem to care much. "Don't make a mountain out of a molehill. Aren't you a nanny too? We're even relatives. Would I harm my own child?"

As she spoke, she walked around the house for a while, finally choosing a sunny room and nodding in satisfaction.

"Sister-in-law, I think this room is quite nice. I'll stay here from now on. Is that alright?"