Yu Xinyan heard this and hurriedly said, "Sister, thank you so much. I’ll return the pot to you after I buy one in a few days."
She actually planned to make do in the space for a few days and then go to the city on a Sunday when she had a day off. Now, with the pot gifted by Sister Wu, it was perfect as a cover for herself.
Jiao Sini saw Yu Xinyan hadn’t minded it and smiled, "Then I won’t stay longer. I have a lot going on at home. If anything comes up, remember to find me at home."
After sending Sister Wu out the door, Yu Xinyan felt a surge of emotions, thinking there are still many good people in the world. She suddenly remembered the late 80s song "The Act of Love," which says if everyone gives a little love, the world will become a beautiful place.
Looking at the things on the table, she thought about the experiences of her previous life, which truly felt like heaven and earth apart.
In her previous life, those three ingrates from the Lyu Family were egged on daily by the Yao Family, ruining her reputation outside. With her being reserved, life was truly hellish.
Coming back in this reborn life, although it was late, fortunately, she had cleared ties with those people and didn’t have to endure those distressing events anymore.
Thinking about those who harmed her in her past life, a mocking smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
*
At this moment, the Lyu Family was in a midst of war. Yao Hui’s eyes were red like a rabbit’s: "Mom, you’re leaving us with no way to live! Jun Cheng has to support the family. Giving ten dollars to the family each month was already not little, and now you suddenly want us to send twenty dollars every month. Don’t you think that’s too much?"
Granny Lyu’s face darkened upon hearing Yao Hui’s words: "This is the upbringing from your Yao Family, how can you talk to your elders like this?"
Yao Hui regretted a bit now. The Lyu Family really had no shame. No wonder her sister said they were too selfish. She used to think her sister didn’t appreciate her blessing, not living with her mother-in-law and not having to endure her moods. What was there to complain?
Now she realized the Lyu Family is so troublesome; it’s like they want to bleed the third house dry to support their whole Lyu Family. And they speak so nicely, saying the family hasn’t separated yet. It’s laughable — do they not eat, drink, or use the restroom?
Yao Hui looked at her silent father-in-law: "Dad, are you also of the opinion that our third house sends twenty dollars home every month?"
Mr. Lyu glanced at his old wife, about to speak, when he heard her reply, "The Yu Family’s money must be returned once back in the village, and we should think more for Xiangyang and the others. Asking them to send twenty dollars home each month, is that wrong?"
Mr. Lyu looked at his grandchildren at the door and sighed internally, "Yao Hui, you’re still young. You and Jun Cheng will have children in the future. Your mother wants to ensure more for the three of them; there’s nothing wrong with that.
How about this: let’s do as your mom says for now and send twenty dollars home each month, which includes money owed to the Yu Family. When you have more children, then you can send ten dollars back each month. Is that agreeable to you?"
Granny Lyu knew that with her son earning thirty-six a month and sending twenty home, life would undoubtedly be tough, but after squeezing through it’ll pass. She didn’t like Yao Hui and would never compromise on this issue.
Hearing the old man’s words now, though unwilling to agree, she couldn’t let him lose face: "Alright, then let’s do it as your father said."
Seeing no changes in the matter, Yao Hui angrily turned and ran straight out.