Transmigration: A Farm Girl’s Brocade
Chapter 198 - 149: Heartache for My Daughter_3

Chapter 198: Chapter 149: Heartache for My Daughter_3

Qian Manxia had no choice but to go in and say with a smile, "Brother-in-law, I’ll take five jin of cooking oil."

Yang Youfu laughed as he sold the oil and took the money. Qian Xiaoyu packed the oil into a carry-basket and got it onto her back, just about to leave when they heard a woman’s voice from behind the shop.

"Second brother, you should take better care of your wife. She’s made our mother sick with anger. It’s just a lousy silver hairpin..." As the voice continued, the door curtain was lifted, and a girl about thirteen or fourteen years old came out.

Qian Manxia had previously been to buy oil with Lady Wu and knew that the girl was Yang Youfu’s younger sister, Yang Youzhi.

Yang Youzhi was rather fair and slender and considered quite a catch in town. However, her slightly upturned triangular eyes and constantly moving thin lips revealed a shrewish nature. She was obviously not easy to get along with, and her entire attire was all too familiar.

The delicate flower hairpin on her head was given by Qian Manxia, the earrings dangling from her ears were from Qian Yixiu and her mother, the water-red silk dress she wore was a gift from Qian’s third wife, even the delicate handkerchief she held was from Qian Xiaoyu.

Yang Youfu, upon seeing Qian Manxia and the others, blushed slightly and scolded Yang Youzhi with a stern face, "You’re already a big girl, yet you still look for trouble. Your second sister-in-law is filial and well-mannered, how could she possibly anger our mother."

Yang Youzhi, fuming with rage, didn’t care that there were outsiders standing by, nor did she recognize Qian Manxia and the others. She blurted out, "You only know how to protect your wife. Since mother likes that silver hairpin, your second sister-in-law should present it graciously. Instead, she refuses, even when mother directly asked for it, finding excuses not to give it. Such an unfilial and disobedient wife deserves to be disciplined..."

Qian Manxia, gentle by nature, was so angry that her face turned red, yet she was too embarrassed to curse. Qian Yixiu was also infuriated. The earrings, which she and her little brother had bought with all their private savings, now hung on the ears of this outrageous woman. She wanted to curse, but she feared that acting rashly might make Qian Mandie’s situation uncomfortable and could even displease Lady Wang, so she suppressed her anger.

The group glared at Yang Youzhi, didn’t wait for Yang Youfu to explain, and left the shop. They no longer felt like shopping and thought about reporting the incident to the adults at home to see what should be done.

They hurried back home and went straight to the main house to inform Qian Sangui and Lady Wu of the situation. The couple were also indignant. Auntie Die had been married for less than a month, demanding so much already and still unsatisfied. If the dowry was all transferred over, what would Auntie Die’s future be like? Moreover, the other family was shameless, demanding dowry goods so brazenly.

The couple quickly went to the main house to discuss what to do.

After seeing off Qian Sangui and his wife, Qian Yixiu headed to her mother’s workroom in the east wing. Her mother, absorbed in her embroidery, did not notice her daughter’s entrance.

Qian Yixiu gently called out, "Mother, Mother, look what I have here?"

Cheng Yue put down her needle, turned around, and saw her daughter dripping with sweat, holding a box of fragrance grease. She smiled, pulled out a handkerchief from her bosom, and wiped the sweat from Qian Yixiu’s forehead before taking the fragrance grease.

Upon opening and smelling it, she revealed a radiant smile. It seemed like a long time since she had smelled such fine fragrance grease. She inhaled deeply again and again, then said with a smile, "Mother loves the scent of lotus, so subtle and elegant."

She then took a careful look at her daughter’s face, touched it with her hand, and asked, "Xiuxiu, why didn’t you buy a box of fragrance grease for yourself to use?"

Qian Yixiu replied, "We country folks don’t fancy applying fragrance grease, so there is none suitable for me in town."

"If it’s not in town, there’s some in the county city, and even more in the provincial city," Cheng Yue raised her voice unexpectedly, as she cradled her daughter’s face to take a closer look. Noticing her daughter’s hair was tied up only with a ribbon, her small face flushed and sweaty, her dress made of cloth with a few spots of mud and grass, and even more mud on her shoes.

Tears suddenly welled up in Cheng Yue’s eyes as she tenderly said, "How could this be, I have not pampered Xiuxiu enough. My daughter, my mother’s granddaughter, how can she not be delicate, how can I raise her so casually..."

She stretched out her arms and pulled her daughter into an embrace, sobbing, "I’m sorry, I promised to embroider more to earn money for a maid for Xiuxiu, but this embroidery is so difficult, I don’t know how much longer it will take to finish. My poor girl, you don’t have a maid, fine clothes, nice jewelry, not even a box of fragrance grease, I’m so useless... Why hasn’t Brother Jiang returned yet? If he were back, he surely wouldn’t bear to see my girl suffer like this... If he saw my girl in such plight, he would blame me too..."

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