"You could've at least been the daughter of a rich second-generation heir or an official's second-generation heir, but you just had to run into a pair of mud-legged parents who knew nothing but scraping a living from the fields. You weren't born with that kind of luck, so if you want someone to blame, blame yourself for being useless. Blame your bad luck for not finding yourself a rich father!"
"Mom, look at her! She actually called me a good-for-nothing and said I'm useless." Hu Dalong was furious, but he didn't dare confront Su Qiao, so he could only unhappily grab his mother's hand and complain.
Her son had been repeatedly called a useless good-for-nothing, and Wang Guizhi was furious too. Her fear from earlier vanished. "You little brat, what did you say? Just because you're a woman who can't cook, you think you're so capable?"
When her gaze swept over the knife in Su Qiao's hand, she secretly swallowed and lost some of her nerve. "If you can't cook, you can at least wash clothes, right?"
"No." Su Qiao held her head high, looking every bit like a pampered young lady.
"My mother used to wash all the clothes at home. I've never washed clothes or dishes in my life. Look at my delicate, tender hands—can you afford to compensate me if they get ruined?"
"..." Wang Guizhi wondered whether her family had brought home a wife or an ancestral matriarch.
"Then what can you do? Don't tell me you only know how to eat and can't do a single thing." If that was really the case, then even if they kept her, her family would still be the one losing out.
The only reason they had been willing to spend 8,600 yuan to buy her was, first, because