When Lin Qinghuan looked at her with a questioning gaze, Lin's mother quickly looked away to avoid meeting her eyes.

Lin Qinghuan touched her chin. Her mother's expression looked so strange!

Lin Qinghuan glanced at her mother again, letting go of her worries, and happily returned to her room.

Lin's mother withdrew her gaze, sighed with a complicated expression, and turned to look at Lin Piaoxue, who was standing motionless with a displeased expression.

"Piaoxue, come in and help me start the fire," Lin's mother said, walking into the kitchen first.

Lin Piaoxue knew she had crossed her father's bottom line today. If she really did nothing, she would definitely not get any dinner tonight. She stomped her foot, feeling resentful, and helplessly walked into the kitchen.

Lin Qing and Lin Feng sat silently at the entrance of the main room until Lin Piaoxue went into the kitchen, at which point they exchanged a glance.

"Piaoxue's temper is getting more and more irritable, and she's becoming increasingly impatient," Lin Qing said.

Lin Feng said helplessly, "She used to be able to do whatever she wanted, so of course she was calm. Now she keeps suffering losses at Qing Huan's hands, and she even made the stupid mistake of trying to kick Qing Huan and Dad out, which completely angered Dad. But fortunately, she still has some self-awareness and knows how to back down."

"If the snow continues like this, it won't do," Lin Qing said.

Lin Feng said bluntly, "Piaoxue has always been arrogant, and now she won't listen to anyone. If you say too much, she'll just complain about you. We'll just watch from the sidelines. Besides, I wouldn't dare to mess with Lin Qinghuan now. Whatever you do, don't drag me into it."

Lin Qing awkwardly touched his nose. He was also afraid of Lin Qinghuan now and didn't dare to provoke her.

Lin Qinghuan lay on the bed, touching her lips that Wei Xiao had kissed, and rolled around on the bed happily. So this is what a kiss feels like. It feels pretty good.

When Lin's father returned from his uncle's house, he saw Lin Piaoxue washing vegetables. He was surprised and thought that Lin Piaoxue would fight to the end. It seems that he had overestimated Lin Piaoxue.

When Lin Piaoxue saw her father return, she turned her head away and refused to look at him in a huff.

Lin's father threw the cigarette butt on the ground, crushed it with his foot, and said calmly, "Lin Piaoxue, if you're not satisfied with me or this family, you should hurry up and find someone to marry."

Lin Piaoxue's face instantly darkened. If she could find a good family, she would have married long ago.

“Your sister has already found a boyfriend. If you really can’t find a suitable one, I think Wang Kun and Li Jian are not bad either, especially Li Jian. Although he’s not very capable, he’s genuinely good to you,” Lin’s father suggested.

Lin Piaoxue was filled with resentment. Why could Lin Qinghuan find such an outstanding man as Wei Xiao, while she had to marry a useless coward?

"Father, you don't need to worry about my marriage," Lin Piaoxue said coldly.

Looking at Lin Piaoxue's icy face, Lin's father said indifferently, "Whatever, as long as you're not afraid of being called an old maid."

"I'm only eighteen, I'm still young," Lin Piaoxue said in a deep voice.

Lin Qing blurted out, "She'll be nineteen in a month."

While Lin Piaoxue was still holding a grudge against her for mentioning the division of the family, Lin Qing did not choose to stand with her and retorted without hesitation: "So what if I'm nineteen? What business is it of yours? You're twenty-three and you're still not married."

Lin Qing was speechless after being rebuked by Lin Piaoxue, and shut his mouth in embarrassment.

Lin Feng's expression darkened slightly, and he looked at Lin Piaoxue with dissatisfaction, questioning, "Piaoxue, the reason we can't get married is because Mom has spent all the family's money on you. Are you now acting innocent after getting the benefits?"

Lin Piaoxue's face darkened with anger, and she retorted, "Second brother, you can't blame me for not being able to find wives."

Hearing Lin Piaoxue's words, Lin Qing felt a surge of dissatisfaction. "Lin Piaoxue, don't you feel any remorse saying such things?"

“Before the land was distributed to individual households, life was so difficult. Did your family ever mistreat you in the slightest? You ate eggs every few days, and even had two new sets of clothes a year. Look at any other girl who gets such good treatment.”

“After the land was distributed to individual households, our family’s life became better, and your life became even more comfortable. We still have no complaints.”

"Maybe we're not good enough, and the girls don't even look at us. But even if a girl does like us, is our family's wealth enough? Ask Mom, do we have any savings?"

"No, it's because Mom spent all the family's money on you. Dad saw that we were getting old and the family had no savings, so he took back Mom's management of the household."

"The small shop at home was built with 200 yuan from Qinghuan's boyfriend and the money from selling pigs. Now you want to erase everything with your words, but you'll have to see if we agree."

As Lin Qing said this, her eyes were filled with disappointment and dissatisfaction as she looked at Lin Piaoxue. "Why did you want to separate from the family? It's because your father no longer spoils you. You can no longer live as carefree and do whatever you want as before. So you want to throw your father aside and let the three of us brothers and mother continue to be your slaves, so that you can continue to live the good life where you can have everything done for you and buy whatever you want."

Lin Piaoxue's face flushed red with embarrassment after her thoughts were exposed. She retorted angrily, "Even if Mom is willing to spend the family's money on me, that's her choice. What does it have to do with you? It's not like you earned the money. If you're capable, you can go and earn your own money to get married. Don't blame everything on me. I won't take the blame."

Ever since Lin Qing and Lin Feng started arguing, Lin Qinghuan had been listening intently from the window. After hearing Lin Piaoxue's words, she felt sorry for Lin Qing and Lin Feng, because they had indeed been incredibly good to Lin Piaoxue.

“Lin Piaoxue, after the land was distributed to individual households, the country’s policies were relaxed, and everyone can do some small business. Even if you just buy a horse-drawn cart and haul stones and bricks for the villagers, you can still live a good life. Dad is good at making bricks, and it won’t be a problem for our family to open a small brick factory and become a household with ten thousand yuan in income,” Lin Qinghuan couldn’t help but say.

As soon as Lin Qinghuan finished speaking, a look of annoyance appeared on her face. She couldn't help but slap her own mouth, thinking, "Serves you right for being so quick-tongued and meddling in other people's business. Are they really that nice to you?"

Lin's father, Lin Qing, and Lin Feng were overjoyed. The three of them looked at each other with bright smiles on their faces.

They will then implement the two methods Lin Qinghuan suggested, and they will have no worries about not becoming wealthy.

Lin's mother stood at the kitchen doorway, her eyes flickered, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.

Lin Piaoxue saw the expressions on the faces of the Lin family members; her face was so gloomy it looked like it could be wrung out of water.

Lin's father noticed Lin Piaoxue's gloomy expression and his brows furrowed tightly.

When Lin's mother saw Lin Piaoxue squatting on the ground, clutching the small cabbage in her hand so tightly it was almost crushed, a hint of sadness flashed across her eyes.

"Piaoxue, hurry up and wash the vegetables. Eldest son, go feed the pigs. Second son, go feed the pigs," Lin's mother shouted.

Lin Qing and Lin Feng stood up with pleasant expressions and went to do the work that their mother had asked them to do.

Seeing that Lin Qing and Lin Feng were completely ignoring her feelings, Lin Piaoxue couldn't accept it for a moment, threw down the vegetables in her hand, and ran out.