Lin's father hardened his fist, his eyes widened, and he looked at Lin Ming with anger in them.

Seeing that his father was angry, Lin Ming realized that he had said the wrong thing. Fearing that his father would hit him, he took several steps back and looked at his father warily. He would run away if his father wanted to hit him, rather than stand there and let his father hit him.

Looking at Lin Ming's expression, Lin's father snorted coldly, put his hands behind his back, and walked straight out the door. He wanted to check on the crops in the fields.

Lin Ming only felt relieved after seeing his father leave.

When Lin Qinghuan woke up, she felt her stomach was empty; she had been woken up by hunger.

Lin Qinghuan got out of bed, put on her shoes, and went to the kitchen. She saw Lin Piaoxue sitting at the table eating steamed eggs. Lin's mother was sitting next to Lin Piaoxue watching her eat. The faint aroma wafted towards Lin Qinghuan, making her, who was already hungry, even hungrier.

When Lin Piaoxue saw Lin Qinghuan enter, her hand holding the small ladle paused slightly, but she calmly continued eating the steamed egg custard in her bowl.

Looking at Lin Qinghuan's pale face, Lin's mother turned her head away uncomfortably.

Lin Qinghuan glanced at Lin Piaoxue and her mother, then opened the cupboard, took out the dishes from inside, and placed them on the table.

Looking at the stir-fried pumpkin on the table, and then at the steamed egg in Lin Piaoxue's bowl, Lin's mother felt a little guilty for no reason.

Lin's mother said to Lin Piaoxue, "Piaoxue, eat slowly, Mom is going out to work."

Without waiting for Lin Piaoxue's reply, Lin's mother quickly walked out of the kitchen.

Lin Qinghuan glanced at her mother's back, then filled her bowl with rice and sat down to eat opposite Lin Piaoxue.

Seeing Lin Qinghuan's pale and weak appearance, Lin Piaoxue knew that Lin Qinghuan was sick, and a gloating smile flashed quickly in her eyes.

Lin Qinghuan knew that Lin Piaoxue was watching her, but Lin Qinghuan was not feeling well right now, and she didn't want to pay attention to any tricks or schemes Lin Piaoxue might be up to.

Lin Qing forced herself to eat half a bowl of rice before returning to her room to rest.

Before they knew it, it was afternoon. Lin's father looked at Lin Piaoxue sitting under the eaves, his brows furrowed, and his face showed displeasure.

"Snowflake, it's almost 5:30 now, why aren't you cooking? How long are you going to dawdle?"

Lin Piaoxue's face darkened, and she said unhappily, "Dad, my older brother and the others are all at home, why don't you let them cook?"

Upon hearing this, Lin's father's face darkened with anger: "Why didn't you go when your brother and the others were working?"

All they do all day is eat, drink, and have fun; what kind of behavior is that?

Seeing that her father was angry, Lin Piaoxue quickly said, "My cooking isn't very good anyway, let's wait for my mother to come back before I cook."

"Your mother went to work in the vegetable garden in the rain, can't you feel sorry for her?" Lin's father asked.

"Of course I feel sorry for my mom, but I can't cook," Lin Piaoxue said helplessly.

Looking at Lin Piaoxue with disappointment in his eyes, Lin's father said coldly, "Either you go cook now, or you don't eat dinner tonight."

Lin Piaoxue didn't want to go hungry, so she had no choice but to get up and go to the kitchen to cook.

Lin's father sighed. Lin Piaoxue was so selfish, would she really help the family?

Lin's father felt uneasy and decided to hold onto his money tightly, not letting Lin Piaoxue fool his mother and spend all the money on her.

When Lin Ming returned home, Lin Piaoxue came to her mother's side as if to take credit, "Mom, I've cooked all the food. You can eat after you wash your hands."

Lin's mother praised with a beaming smile, "Piaoxue has really grown up. She knows how to share the housework and has even cooked all the meals."

Lin Piaoxue smiled modestly, "Mom, don't praise me. I just cooked the food; it might not taste very good."

Lin Qinghuan sat at the door of the main room, enjoying the cool breeze. After listening to Lin Piaoxue's words, she turned to look at her father sitting next to her and said, "Unsolicited kindness is always suspicious. I personally believe that Lin Piaoxue must have something to do with it."

Looking at Lin Piaoxue's smiling face, Lin's father felt that Lin Qinghuan was right; Lin Piaoxue might really be plotting something bad.

Lin Piaoxue grabbed her mother's hand and said ingratiatingly, "Mom, I behaved so well today, could you give me some money to buy cosmetics?"

Lin Qinghuan looked at her father and smiled at him, "I was right."

Mr. Lin sighed and nodded; his premonition had come true.

Lin's mother stiffened slightly and broke free from Lin Piaoxue's tight grip on her hand. "Now your father is in charge. If you need money, go ask your father."

Lin was speechless. Wu Piaoxue looked at Lin's father, but he glanced at her and avoided her gaze. There was no extra money in the family to buy cosmetics for Lin Piaoxue.

Seeing her father's expression, Lin Piaoxue knew he wouldn't give her money to buy cosmetics, so she pouted and ran sullenly towards her room.

Lin's mother felt a little sad and called out to Lin Piaoxue, "Piaoxue."

A triumphant smile appeared on Lin Piaoxue's face.

Seeing Piaoxue stop, Lin's mother's expression softened considerably, and she said kindly, "Piaoxue, you've prepared the meal. Let's eat!"

Lin Piaoxue's expression froze, and a look of annoyance appeared on her face. She had thought that her mother would give her money to buy cosmetics since she was unhappy.

"I won't eat it," Lin Piaoxue said coldly.

Seeing that her mother was covered in mud and her clothes were soaked in the rain, Lin Qinghuan sneered, "Lin Piaoxue, your own mother cares about you in every way. She even steamed egg custard for you today. All you care about is yourself. Did you see that her clothes were wet and she was covered in mud? Aren't you worried that she will get sick? Aren't you supposed to be understanding, gentle and kind?"

"But all I see in you is your selfishness; I see no kindness or compassion at all."

Lin Qinghuan didn't want to talk about Lin Piaoxue, but seeing her mother's disheveled appearance, she couldn't help but say a few words.

She hates ungrateful people.

Lin Piaoxue only then noticed her mother's condition and hurriedly went to her side, saying apologetically, "Mom, I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I was too willful. Please don't hold it against me. Go change your clothes now, and we'll eat after you've changed."

Moved, Lin's mother patted Lin Piaoxue's hand and said kindly, "Mom doesn't blame you. It's Mom who's not capable enough to give you a good life."

Lin Piaoxue said dutifully, "Mom, you are the best mother in the world. I didn't look down on our family because we are poor."

Lin Qinghuan rolled her eyes and retorted, "Of course your biological mother is the best to you in the world. She treats you like royalty, always thinking of you first when it comes to the best food and drinks. Of course you wouldn't look down on her."

“You and I both came from her womb, but you never lift a finger, while I did all the dirty and hard work. Compared to you, we are worlds apart. I used to think I was adopted or my parents’ illegitimate daughter. If you still complain that your biological mother treated you badly, you are worse than an animal, because even animals know to repay kindness. But look at what you have done. Is it something a human being should do?”