Wang Lao Er's wife rushed to the sewing machine and hugged it tightly.

"Yours? When you got married, the Chen family could barely afford to eat. When did they become able to afford all these nice things?"

Wang Lao Er's wife was speechless, but she still couldn't bear to part with these good things. She had spent so much effort getting these two items over, and now that they had only been here for a day, she couldn't bear to have them go back to where they were.

"It was given to me by my family."

These words not only made the people of Wangjia Village laugh, but even the people of Chenjia Village sneered, "You were sold to the Chen family at a high price by you, and they're willing to give you such good stuff? If you're going to lie, at least make it believable."

Having her secret exposed, Chen Lao Er's wife was furious and embarrassed, "What's it to you?"

She thought she could keep the things as long as she was shameless enough, but Aunt Cuiying was prepared. She took out a plate of papers from her pocket and said, "These are the receipts for my daughter's dowry. Everything matches. Since you say these things were given by your family, why don't you ask them to take them out and take a look?"

Chen Lao Er's wife hesitated several times before finally managing to say something, but ultimately couldn't get anything out of her.

Aunt Cuiying sneered, stepped forward and forcibly pulled the person away, then said to the village chief's wife with a kind expression, "Sister-in-law, go ahead and do it."

This time, the village chief's wife didn't even have to lift a finger; several young men stepped forward, carried the things, and left.

After the belongings were moved into the west room where Wang Ting and her husband lived, Chen Lao Er's wife sat down on the ground and burst into tears, "I can't live like this anymore!"

Seeing his mother like this, Chen Jinbao angrily rushed forward and rammed into Aunt Cuiying, shouting as he did so, "I'll kill you, you old hag!"

Chen Jinbao truly lives up to his reputation as the Chen family's precious son; he's round and chubby. Aunt Cuiying wasn't paying attention, and if he had just bumped into something like that, something bad might have happened to him.

Gu An'an grabbed Chen Jinbao by the collar and lifted him up. "So vicious at such a young age, could someone have taught him? I heard that this guy caused Tingjie's miscarriage?"