Oh... Ruan Jiaojiao understands!

"Hey, what can I do? I'm just too good-looking. I could be the most beautiful woman in the village even if I just put a burlap sack over myself. My husband is just as good-looking, and Da Bao and Xiao Bao are handsome little boys. I wonder how many girls will dream of them when they grow up."

"Appearance is something you're born with. Some people, no matter how much they dress up, are just imitating others—like Dong Shi imitating Xi Shi. Do you know what 'Dong Shi imitating Xi Shi' means?"

Fengxian: "...?" Who's urinating frequently? What does it have to do with her?

But Fengxian could tell that Ruan Jiaojiao was calling her ugly.

Ruan Jiaojiao is indeed a sent-down youth from the city; even her insults are so refined, without using a single swear word, yet she manages to render you utterly worthless.

Her affected manner was meant to make Fu Chunhua and Feng Xian uncomfortable, but Fu Ting liked Ruan Jiaojiao this way—or rather, he liked her no matter what.

"Yes, having a wife like you is both my blessing and my curse. Sister, you have no idea how many people in the village are openly or secretly coveting my Jiaojiao. I'm so jealous every day that I'm almost full."

"I really envy your Fengxian. She... must be living a very peaceful life, without any of these troubles, right?"

Fengxian: "..."

Didn't she realize that what seemed like a compliment was actually a way of saying that she was ugly and therefore no one wanted her?

Girls of Fengxian's age pay the most attention to their appearance; otherwise, she wouldn't have dressed up so meticulously for going out.

Now that she was being spoken to like this, she felt like a volcano was about to explode with anger.

"Second Aunt, you've gone too far! I don't want to stay in your house anymore! Humph!"

Fengxian turned to leave, but Fu Chunhua grabbed her arm.

"Silly girl, are you going to go out now and let people's spittle drown you?!"

They stubbornly stayed here, and now they've stormed out. Some things, if taken too far, will backfire. Any villager with a discerning eye will see that they were just being picky.

You, Ruan Jiaojiao, actually used reverse psychology on them!

She really underestimated her. She used to think that Ruan Jiaojiao was just a pretty face with no substance. Every time she went back to her parents' home, she could make Ruan Jiaojiao behave herself. What's wrong with Ruan Jiaojiao now?

Fu Jun said that Ruan Jiaojiao is really amazing now; she's good at everything, from fighting and cooking to raising children.

Tell her not to provoke her easily.

But Fu Chunhua simply refused to believe it. She was Ruan Jiaojiao's sister-in-law, a generation above her in terms of seniority; how could Ruan Jiaojiao dare disobey her?

Now, haven't we properly invited her in?

Fu Chunhua is quite clever; she knows when to stop while she's ahead.

If they really fall out with Ruan Jiaojiao here, then the mother and daughter will be left isolated and helpless.

After hearing Fu Chunhua's words, Fengxian quieted down and went off to sulk by herself.

"Alright, second son's wife, stop talking and hurry up and cook, I'm starving!"

Fu Chunhua wiggled her hips as she walked into the house, truly acting as if she belonged there.

"I'm going to hit her! That's too much!"

Da Bao lunged forward, but was stopped by Ruan Jiaojiao.

"Da Bao, don't rush. Mommy has a task for you and Xiao Bao. Listen, go to the backyard and pick some of this wild grass..."

Ruan Jiaojiao described what the grass looked like.

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