"Mom, Dad, don't worry. What we have isn't as wicked as a certain someone's."
On the way home, Chen Fuyu had already learned from Wang Ermazi what had happened that morning.
In fact, when she first arrived, she had felt there was something strange about Wang Cuicui's good fortune.
But when she shared her thoughts with the other educated youths, they all said she was overthinking it.
She had never imagined this was the truth.
Fortunately, the old lady disliked her Aimin, and that little girl had followed her lead in disliking their entire family, so she had never offered them any blessings.
Just imagining them accepting her blessings and causing the person she loved most to suffer the backlash was enough to break her heart.
"That's good. That's good."
Chen Fuyu looked at her two daughters before her, gathered them into her arms, and stroked their little heads, reluctant to let go.
Sometimes, being disliked was a blessing too.
"Mom, Dad, let's eat. The food will get cold if we wait any longer."
Yunjian and Wenren Luoshui really couldn't stand the atmosphere and hurried to change the subject.
By the time they finished dinner, the sky had gone completely dark.
Quite a few villagers kept chickens. After nightfall, some of the chickens actually grew livelier, clucking away in the stillness.
Old Mr. Wang had returned by now, and Old Mrs. Wang had officially divorced him.
At first, Old Mrs. Wang had refused, but the old man stared at her until she squirmed.
Finally, he asked her coldly whether she wanted a divorce or wanted him to expose the whole affair and have her and her eldest son dragged out and paraded through the streets.
Only then did Old Mrs. Wang obediently go sign the papers.
The eldest Wang brother's