The Stepmother’s Counterattack: Raising a Child in a Bygone Era

"Mom, it’s different now. Shuhuan has gone south to do business, and he’s definitely going to succeed this time, he will make a fortune!" Baolan said with full confidence.

Even though Cuihua was a rural woman, she had a clear head on her shoulders.

She had never been optimistic about Baolan’s dream of becoming a wealthy lady. Over the years, she had come to see that her son-in-law, Shuhuan, was unreliable.

Setting aside whether Shuhuan could make a big profit.

Even if he did, let alone benefit from it, if Shuhuan didn’t kick his daughter to the curb, that would already be a sign of a good conscience.

Thinking about this, Cuihua tapped her daughter’s forehead and said, "You’re not young anymore. Stop dreaming these grand dreams. You’d be better off saving more money. Let me tell you, it’s only safe when the money’s in your hands. Don’t naively hand it all over to your mother-in-law; that Ma Sufen is a stingy old hen. Giving her your money is no different from a meat bun hitting a dog – you’ll get nothing back!"

Baolan took this advice to heart and replied, "I know."

Nowadays, she hid half of the money she made every day.

At night, after closing up her stall, Baolan would skip dinner and immediately pick up the phone to call Fucheng.

She got a busy signal for half an hour straight.