Lin Piaoxue suffered losses at Lin Qinghuan's hands for two consecutive days, and she secretly harbored resentment, vowing that she would never let Lin Qinghuan go.
Lin Qinghuan noticed the cold glint in Lin Piaoxue's eyes and immediately became wary.
After finishing her meal, Lin Qinghuan put down her bowl and was about to wash up and rest when her mother called out to her, "Lin Qinghuan, clear the table and wash the dishes."
Lin Qinghuan looked at her mother and said, "Sister ate so much pork liver and lean meat today, and also ate a refreshing and delicious watermelon, while I, the little cabbage in the field, can only watch and drool. You should let your precious darling do this work. Of course, if you feel bad about it, you can ask your three sons to help. They will definitely be happy to do it."
After saying that, Lin Qinghuan turned and left the kitchen.
"You haven't done any work today, what's wrong with asking you to do some housework?" Lin's mother said sternly.
Lin Qinghuan scoffed and said, "Lin Piaoxue did nothing and ate and drank well. Why don't you let her do anything? People would think you're my stepmother. No, even a stepmother isn't as heartless as you."
Mr. Lin's face darkened, and he said to Mrs. Lin, "How can you spend money so recklessly? Don't you know that your eldest son and his wife are getting old and need to get married? You're such a spendthrift woman."
Lin's mother looked at Lin's father guiltily and said nervously, "Piaoxue said she wanted to eat watermelon, so I went and bought one."
Lin Qinghuan looked at her mother and smiled, "I really suspect that you are only Lin Piaoxue's mother. All the others combined can't compare to Lin Piaoxue. Why don't we let Lin Piaoxue take you with her when she gets married, so that she can continue to carry forward your maternal love?"
Lin Piaoxue blurted out in anger, "Lin Qinghuan, have you ever seen a married woman bring her mother with her when she gets married?"
A mocking smile appeared on Lin Qinghuan's face as she said, "Your own mother abandoned her son for you, so what's wrong with you marrying someone else with her in your arms?" After saying that, Lin Qinghuan ignored Lin Piaoxue.
Lin Piaoxue watched helplessly as Lin Qinghuan left.
Lin's father looked at Lin Piaoxue with an inscrutable expression and said to her, "Piaoxue, clear the table and wash the dishes."
Lin Piaoxue looked surprised. Her father had actually asked her to wash the dishes?
Seeing Lin Piaoxue standing there motionless, Lin's father's eyes flashed with anger. He shouted, "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and get ready! What are you dawdling for?"
Lin Piaoxue had never been beaten or scolded by her parents since she was a child. Now, after being yelled at by her father, she felt wronged and tears instantly welled up in her eyes.
Seeing Lin Piaoxue's tearful eyes, Lin's mother said with heartache, "Piaoxue, don't cry. Mom will take care of things. You go and rest..."
Lin's father shouted, "Shut up! She's a grown woman. We didn't ask her to fetch water or carry firewood. She just washed dishes. What's there to complain about?"
At this point, Mr. Lin asked with a look of suspicion, "You treated Qinghuan so badly, isn't she our daughter?"
Lin's mother looked at Lin's father in disbelief and said in surprise, "How can you think like that? Lin Qinghuan is our daughter. If she weren't our daughter, why would I raise her? I would have thrown her out onto the side of the road long ago."
"Then why do you treat her differently from the other four children?" Mr. Lin asked curiously.
“We have three sons and one daughter, that’s enough. Her birth was an accident, and I almost lost my life giving birth to Lin Qinghuan. She’s a jinx. Why should I be nice to that brat? Besides, she looks exactly like your dead mother. Whenever I see her, it’s like seeing your mother looking down on me with an air of superiority, as if I were an ant. I just can’t bring myself to be nice to her,” Lin’s mother said righteously.
At this point, Lin's mother said sarcastically, "You've ignored Lin Qinghuan all these years, which means you don't like her either. Let's not talk about each other."
Lin's father was speechless. Over the years, he had ignored Lin Qinghuan, which was no better than Lin's mother.
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