Quick Transmigration: Underdog Turns out to be Untouchable Chapter 1172 - 1082: The Female Chancellor (20)

Mrs. Wang imdiately showed interest and gathered with Mrs. Jiang to listen to her disdainful recount of what had happened to the Yin Family these past few days.

"You wouldn’t know, didn’t their family get dozens of taels of silver from yours?

They’ve been busy selling off the goods from your store at a low price and then returned the shop, gaining quite a bit of silver.

During that period, their family was stewing chicken and roasting duck every day. When the people in the courtyard ca out, each one had their heads held high, looking down on others, acting like they couldn’t be bothered with anyone now that they had money.

Ha! How ridiculous, who doesn’t know where their money ca from? No one in the village respects their family. People are afraid their mouths would be dirtied just by speaking to them, yet they’re oblivious.

Who would have thought their good days wouldn’t last long? Yin Cheng, who was doted upon by his parents, ran off with all the family silver without even taking Mrs. Feng. He disappeared without a trace.

For days, Mrs. Zhao cursed at ho, not scolding her son for running away with the money, but blaming her daughter-in-law, Mrs. Feng, for corrupting her son.

Since then, Mrs. Zhao tornted Mrs. Feng every day, making her do all the laundry, plant the garden, cook, and feed the chickens, ducks, and pigs.

At first, Mrs. Feng was feisty and wouldn’t comply, so Mrs. Zhao had Mrs. Hu and her two daughters pin her down while she whipped her with a stick as thick as a finger.

After seven or eight consecutive days of beatings, Mrs. Feng beca docile. Now, she’s as terrified of Mrs. Zhao as a mouse is of a cat. If Mrs. Zhao coughs, Mrs. Feng shivers and does whatever she’s told.

Mrs. Hu and her two daughters, on the other hand, have it easy at ho now, just watching Mrs. Feng work.

Back then, Mrs. Feng really wasn’t up to any good, helping her husband with all sorts of malicious ideas, and now she’s reaping the consequences of her actions."

After Mrs. Jiang finished speaking, Mrs. Wang laughed heartily without concealing her schadenfreude, but after laughing, she still sighed.

"One could say that Mrs. Feng is a piece of work. She’s co up with so many bad ideas over the years, but no matter what Mrs. Feng’s faults are, she’s always been good to Yin Cheng.

Mrs. Feng has wronged many people, but never Yin Cheng. And yet, Yin Cheng acted like such a beast, abandoning her like that to enjoy his life alone.

Doesn’t he know what kind of people his parents are? Now that he’s gone, Mrs. Feng surely won’t fare well.

Ultimately, this person is just selfish, with a heart only for himself. Not his parents, wife, or children can rely on him."

"Sigh, why are you even lanting for her? Mrs. Feng wasn’t as genuinely good to Yin Cheng as you say.

You always believe in the good relationship between you and Yin Zheng as a couple and assu others are like you," Mrs. Jiang dismissively replied.

"That’s true. Anyway, we don’t have any relations with that family anymore. Their matters are none of my concern.

Let’s take a look at the gift I brought you instead. Apart from other things, there’s a golden hairpin that Shuangshuang specially wove for you. Try it on and see if you like it."

Mrs. Wang said as she opened a jewelry box she had specially bought from the county, revealing a shiny golden hairpin.

The golden hairpin Yin Shuangshuang made was adorned with a variety of flowers competing to bloom. A large peony was surrounded by nurous smaller flowers; it looked lively yet not gaudy, very charming.

Sure enough, Mrs. Jiang’s face lit up with admiration, "Oh my, this hairpin is so beautiful. Shuangshuang’s craftsmanship is wonderful, but this is too valuable.

This hairpin could sell for a hundred taels. How can I possibly accept it? Take it back quickly, your family could use the money. Sell this hairpin for silver."

"We don’t lack silver to sell this hairpin." Mrs. Wang forcibly pinned the hairpin into Mrs. Jiang’s hair, not letting her remove it.

Yin Shuangshuang chid in, "Aunt, what’s this talk of being too expensive? It’s our family’s craftsmanship, a gift not for money but for thoughtfulness. You’ve cared for for so many years, was it for today’s repaynt?

This hairpin’s worth isn’t in money but in sentint. Does Aunt think my sentint is worth less than the hairpin itself?"

Yin Shuangshuang spoke so kindly, and Mrs. Jiang couldn’t bear to part with the hairpin either. It was too beautiful. What woman doesn’t like such things?

"You girl, really know how to speak. Then Aunt will accept it."

Mrs. Wang and Yin Shuangshuang chatted with Mrs. Jiang for a while before leaving. Before they left, Mrs. Jiang insisted on giving them two large hens and a big fat goose.

The two couldn’t refuse and had to accept. On their way back, they t Yin Zheng returning from the village chief’s house.

Yin Zheng’s hands weren’t idle either, carrying two large hens in one hand and two ducks quacking with stretched necks in the other.

Today’s al was stewed hens, cooked until the chicken was tender and delicious, and during dinner, Yin Zheng brought good news.

"I talked to the village chief today about buying a plot of land to build a house. The village chief agreed to let us choose a site and he would approve it.

Let’s go check out the spot for building the house after dinner," Yin Zheng said while putting a large piece of chicken on Yin An’s plate.

Having grown accustod to the ways of the Yin Family, Yin An focused on eating only from his bowl, never reaching out to grab at, and remained silent, always quiet.

"That’s really great," Mrs. Wang’s face lit up with delight, as she had been thinking about building a house for her family for a while.

Mrs. Wang turned to Yin An, who was engrossed in his al, and said, "Later, young brother-in-law, you should help with the planning. That place will be ours in the future and shouldn’t be handled carelessly."

She then turned to Yin Zheng, "Once the house is built, we can find a matchmaker to find a good woman for young brother-in-law. He’s not young anymore and it’s ti for him to settle down. He’s been delayed enough. Look at the village, others his age have kids running around."

While eating, Yin Shuangshuang looked at the still-childlike face of Yin An and couldn’t help but silently muse how young uncle was still just a kid, yet he’s expected to marry and have children.

As Mrs. Wang spoke, she tore the lean at off the chicken leg into strips for Yin Shuangshuang to eat, keeping the skin for herself as Yin Shuangshuang’s health couldn’t handle greasy food.

Yin An’s thin-skinned nature made him blush at the ntion of finding a wife, almost burying his head in his bowl, but he felt a quiet anticipation rise in his heart.

He couldn’t help wondering what kind of person his future wife would be, but with elder brother and sister-in-law’s help, she certainly wouldn’t be a bad woman.

Suddenly, Yin An rembered sothing, lifted his head, and said, "Today, when I was returning, I saw Dad... Old Man Yin wandering near our house, looking quite strange. Brother and sister-in-law, is he up to sothing bad again?"

The ntion of Old Man Yin instantly dampened the family’s mood, turning the cheerful atmosphere somber.