Chapter 8: The Crime of Gender 8
Good! Of course, it's not good! The things Qin Shuangshuang brought back from the mountain alone, not to mention feeding two people, could feed four or five people! This money all goes into Old Chen's pocket!
Just like Qin Shuangshuang said, the money a daughter-in-law makes, except for her dowry, has to be handed over to her mother-in-law, but if a girl can earn money, that is her future dowry. If the family dares to take it, they will be criticized by others!
Little Chen was choked up by Qin Shuangshuang's words and didn't dare to say anything, sneaking a glance at her aunt's face, as dark as the bottom of a pot, and knew that she got herself into trouble with her words.
Little Chen couldn't help but want to slap herself. How could she forget that this damn girl is sharp-tongued and likes to show off outside, but never spares face for anyone at home!
Old Chen's face darkened, she gritted her teeth, and forced out a skin-deep smile, trying hard to suppress her anger as she said to Qin Shuangshuang, "Don't listen to your Aunt-in-law's nonsense! She's someone with a missing brain, what she says is as if she's farting. The food is right there, who stopped you from eating?"
Qin Shuangshuang's anger couldn't be pacified, and she gave a cold laugh, glancing at Little Chen sideways, "Even eating a few bites has to be talked about! I really don't dare to pick up the chopsticks again since I didn't even bring a copper coin back to the family, how dare I eat so much food!"
Qin Shuangshuang clearly gave no face to Old Chen, which naturally made Old Chen unhappy, but there was no choice. If Qin Shuangshuang really didn't hand things over to the family, the loss would be huge, and Old Chen couldn't bear that.
Glancing at Little Chen who didn't dare to say a word, Old Chen felt some anger toward her. If this stupid niece didn't speak without thinking, how could this damn girl catch hold of her mistake and not let go.
The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. Old Chen, unusually, stood up and slapped Little Chen several times, scolding, "Can't even shut your mouth while eating, what nonsense do you babble all day! If you don't speak, would anyone think you're mute? If you talk too much, have your mouth sewn shut!"