When Aunt Wei caught Lin Qinghuan looking at her, she assumed Lin Qinghuan was laughing at her, and her anger erupted like a volcano, completely out of control.
"You brat, don't you know it's rude to stare at people?"
Lin Qinghuan looked at Aunt Wei in surprise and asked, "Auntie, who am I staring at?"
Aunt Wei: "Stare at me."
Lin Qinghuan tilted her head and looked at Aunt Wei, asking in confusion, "Auntie, how did you know I was watching you?"
Aunt Wei: "I saw you looking at me."
Lin Qinghuan asked, "Auntie, how do you know I'm looking at you if you're not looking at me?"
Aunt Wei: "I saw it as soon as I looked up."
Lin Qinghuan said, "Auntie, I'm staring at you because your face powder is too thick. Every time you talk, the powder on your face keeps falling off. I'm curious if the powder on your face is as thick as the lime plaster on the wall."
The living room was unusually quiet. Everyone was looking at Aunt Wei's face, which was covered with a thick layer of powder, making her look frighteningly white.
Faced with everyone's gaze, Aunt Wei's face flushed red. Enraged, she slammed her hand on the table and snapped at Lin Qinghuan, "Do you know who I am?"
Lin Qinghuan nodded obediently and answered honestly, "I know, Wei Xiao's second aunt."
"Do you know what happens if you anger me?" Aunt Wei asked loudly.
Lin Qinghuan shook her head: "I don't know."
"I can kick you out of the Wei family," Aunt Wei said smugly and aggressively.
Lin Qinghuan: "It's okay, this is your home, not mine. If you want me to leave, I'll just leave."
Aunt Wei was dumbfounded. Why was this brat not playing by the rules? How was she supposed to continue the conversation?
Wei Xiao's lips curled up slightly. His second aunt was no match for Lin Qinghuan.
Mother Wei was delighted and insisted that Lin Qinghuan stay for a few more days.
Grandma Wei seemed oblivious to Lin Qinghuan and Aunt Wei's bickering. She elegantly picked up her teacup, took a small sip, and found the tea quite pleasant, leaving a lingering fragrance in her mouth. She took another sip.
Qin Zhen kept his head down. Qing Huan was just arguing with her elders, nothing serious.
Lin Piaoxue looked at Lin Qinghuan and said disapprovingly, "Qinghuan, we are guests at Wei Xiao's house. We cannot be arrogant and domineering towards the host. Moreover, Aunt Wei is an elder, so we cannot be rude."
Lin Qinghuan rolled her eyes. That damn woman, trying to show off her knowledge, gentleness, and generosity again.
Aunt Wei looked at Lin Piaoxue and praised her, "You're a good girl, respectful to your elders and well-mannered."
Lin Piaoxue smiled shyly at Aunt Wei and said, "Auntie, you flatter me."
Lin Qinghuan poured a cup of tea, pushed it in front of Lin Piaoxue, and said, "Sister, you like drinking tea the most, drink more."
Lin Piaoxue looked at the tea in front of her. Lin Qinghuan wouldn't be so kind as to pour tea for her. Was she planning something?
Thinking of this, Lin Piaoxue looked at Lin Qinghuan with wariness.
Lin Qinghuan smiled and looked at Wei's mother and the others, saying, "My sister especially loves drinking tea. She likes to drink Longjing from West Lake, Da Hong Pao from Wuyi Mountain, and Tie Guan Yin from Fujian, but her favorite is green tea. After drinking too much green tea, she speaks in a tea-scented way, which is just like the typical 'green tea bitch'."
Wei Xiao chuckled. Lin Qinghuan was calling Lin Piaoxue a green tea bitch.
Lin Piaoxue's face instantly turned ashen; that brat Lin Qinghuan was subtly mocking her with veiled insults.
Aunt Wei's lips twitched as she looked at Lin Qinghuan and said, "Little girl, don't be so sharp-tongued, or you'll never be able to get married."
Lin Qinghuan grabbed Qin Zhen's hand and said, "Thank you for your concern. I already have a boyfriend. He's handsome, rich, and a true second-generation rich kid."
Qin Zhen looked at Lin Qinghuan's proud and arrogant appearance, his face full of doting affection, and chuckled softly.
Aunt Wei said disdainfully, "A young girl should be studying hard. What's the point of dating at such a young age?"
Lin Qinghuan sighed, “Auntie, my family is poor. We live in a thatched hut. When it rains heavily, it drizzles inside. We drink plain porridge every day, and there’s not a drop of oil in our vegetables. We can’t afford to go to school. I finally met Qin Zhen. He’s rich and handsome. How can I let him get away? A good man must be held onto tightly. Otherwise, if another woman snatches him away, I’ll have nowhere to cry. I’m not like you, Auntie, who was born into a wealthy family.”
Aunt Wei looked at Lin Qinghuan, who was crying poverty, in shock. Is being poor something to be proud of? Shouldn't it be hidden?
Lin Qinghuan completely shattered Aunt Wei's worldview, but Lin Qinghuan was right about one thing: being born into the right family is a skill.
Remembering what Lin Qinghuan had said, Aunt Wei said dryly, "You're so pitiful. I'm too magnanimous to hold a grudge against you."
Lin Qinghuan smiled when she met Aunt Wei's pitying gaze.
It seems that Aunt Wei is not a bad person, just a sharp-tongued one, the kind of person who is all bark and no bite.
“Auntie, you don’t need to pity me. The country is peaceful and prosperous now, and the policies are good. As long as I work hard, my life will not be worse than others,” Lin Qinghuan said.
A hint of regret flashed in Grandma Wei's eyes. If Lin Qinghuan didn't have a boyfriend, she could have married her grandson. What a pity.
Wei Xiao noticed the regret in Grandma Wei's eyes, frowned slightly, and glanced at Lin Qinghuan with a flicker of his gaze.
Grandma Wei looked at Lin Qinghuan and asked, "Qinghuan, is your family really that poor?"
"Grandma Wei, in the countryside, life is hard for everyone. It's good enough if you can eat your fill, stay warm, and not starve. Since the land was distributed to individual households, everyone's life has gradually improved. Not only can we eat meat during festivals, but we can also buy new clothes for the New Year. I believe that our farmers' lives will get better and better in the future, and every household will be able to live in a tiled house, or even a small villa."
In the 21st century, farmers are living a prosperous life, able to have whatever they want, and their lives are no worse than those of city dwellers. Lin Qinghuan envies their leisurely and carefree lives.
Grandma Wei looked at Lin Qing's cheerful demeanor and smiled, "I hope that, just as you said, every household can achieve a moderately prosperous life."
"It definitely will. Our country will become stronger and stronger, and become the strongest country," Lin Qinghuan said with a smile.
Wei Xiao laughed after hearing Lin Qinghuan's words.
Mother Wei looked at Lin Qinghuan with a kind expression, "Qinghuan, Grandma likes you, so stay with Grandma for a few more days."
Lin Qinghuan: "Auntie, I can only stay for three or four days at most, otherwise my family will worry."
Grandma Wei wanted Lin Qinghuan to stay a few more days, so she said, "Qinghuan, have Wei Xiao call home and tell your family that you should stay with Grandma for a few more days."
Grandma Wei looked at Lin Piaoxue as she spoke, "You and your sister stay here for a few more days, and let your aunt take you out for a walk."
Lin Piaoxue smiled and said politely, "Then I'll have to trouble Grandma Wei and Auntie."
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