Lin Qinghuan put on a straw hat, carried a hoe, and returned home. She saw her mother and Lin Piaoxue sitting at the door picking vegetables. A hint of mockery flashed in her eyes. It seemed that Lin Piaoxue hadn't cooked at home, otherwise she wouldn't still be cooking.

Lin Qinghuan put down the hoe, walked to the water vat, picked up the water ladle, scooped out half a ladle of water, and drank several mouthfuls in a row before stopping.

Lin's mother glanced at Lin Qinghuan, then lowered her head to continue picking vegetables.

Lin Qinghuan scooped two ladles of water into a basin, washed her face, and then returned to her room to rest.

After Lin Qinghuan returned to her room, Lin Piaoxue said to her mother with dissatisfaction, "Mom, Lin Qinghuan always has a gloomy face, as if someone owes her something."

"Piaoxue, would you be happy to do chores?" Lin's mother asked.

Lin Piaoxue was taken aback by her mother's question, then quickly recovered and said, "Lin Qinghuan used to always be working, and I never saw her like this."

“Piaoxue, we work under the sun, exhausted, but you don’t even cook at home. Now you’re picking on Qinghuan. Do you want Lin Qinghuan to make a scene and let the villagers know you’re lazy?” Lin’s mother asked.

Lin Piaoxue paused slightly, a look of annoyance appearing on her face. How could she forget that Lin Qinghuan now was not the same as the Lin Qinghuan of the past?

Lin Piaoxue's eyes flickered, and she hurriedly explained, "Mom, today Chunlan and I went to visit Zixin. A very impressive young man came to her house. His clothes and demeanor made him look like a rich man. If I could marry him, wouldn't I be able to enjoy a life of luxury?"

Lin's mother's eyes lit up, and she asked excitedly, "Is he really a rich person? Have you found out?"

Lin Piaoxue smiled sheepishly and said, "I've found out. He's from a big city, and his family is extremely wealthy."

"Really?" Lin's mother asked in surprise.

Lin Piaoxue's cheeks flushed slightly as she said shyly, "Really, I've found out everything. The man's name is Qin Zhen, and he's from Luo City."

"Piaoxue, would a man from such a good family background be interested in you?" Lin's mother asked.

Upon hearing her mother's words, Lin Piaoxue immediately became displeased and said, "Mom, what's wrong with me? I'm young and beautiful, and I'm still a high school student. I'm no worse than anyone else."

Lin Piaoxue had plenty of men pursuing her, and she didn't feel that she was unworthy of Qin Zhen.

Lin's mother kindly advised, "Piaoxue, confidence is a good thing, but how could a man from such a good family be interested in a girl from the countryside? You should lower your standards a bit. We need to be realistic."

Lin Piaoxue stood up angrily and said, "Mom, you're looking down on me."

Seeing Lin Piaoxue's exasperated state, Lin's mother said helplessly, "Piaoxue, it's not that I look down on you, it's just that our family is too poor to be considered wealthy."

"Mom, nowadays we advocate free love, so don't apply your old methods to our generation," Lin Piaoxue said with a stern face.

“Piaoxue, Mom knows you are very outstanding, but your family background is too high. Mom is worried that you will suffer in the future,” Lin’s mother said earnestly.

Lin's mother knew that Lin Piaoxue was strong-willed and determined to marry into a wealthy family and become a young mistress, but the family had to be willing to accept her! Wealthy families had so many rules, and Lin Piaoxue had been pampered since childhood. Could she withstand so many constraints?

Lin Piaoxue angrily threw the cowpeas in her hand into the basin and said, "Mom, don't interfere in my affairs. I married well, and I'm sure I'll get my share of the benefits."

Lin's mother hesitated for a moment, then sighed and said, "Whatever you say."

Lin Piaoxue felt that her mother simply didn't believe her, and she refused to believe it. She thought that if her mother couldn't handle Qin Zhen, she would definitely become Qin Zhen's wife in the future.

Lin Qinghuan stood at the window, listening to the conversation between her mother and Lin Piaoxue. She curled her lip in disdain. Lin Piaoxue overestimated herself. Since they were from a wealthy family, they must be knowledgeable and experienced. Lin Piaoxue's little tricks would be seen through at a glance.

Moreover, it's better to rely on yourself than on others; only what you own can be taken away by others.

Lin Piaoxue only thinks about scheming and how to marry into a rich family all day long. Lin Qinghuan really looks forward to seeing if she can still be so confident after she marries a rich man as she wishes.

I'm so excited!

Lin Piaoxue entered the room and saw Lin Qinghuan standing at the window. Her eyes flashed with disgust, and she said coldly, "Lin Qinghuan, you were eavesdropping on my conversation with Mom."

Lin Qinghuan scoffed and replied, "Eavesdropping? Do I need to eavesdrop? I'm listening openly. What a gold digger. She's not even that pretty, but she has such high aspirations. You're from a wealthy family, and you really dare to dream. If this were ancient times, I bet you'd want to become a concubine in the palace. You're too ambitious for your life."

"You..." Lin Piaoxue trembled with anger. Lin Qinghuan not only looked down on her, but also mocked her. How dare this lowly girl treat her like this?