Oh no! His rural wife is sweeter than a peach!

Since Ying Yuchuan moved out with Lu Luozhi, the atmosphere in the Ying family mansion has become somewhat subtle.

Madam Ying's temper visibly worsened, and she would scold the servants at the drop of a hat.

Just like now, at dinner time, because one of the dishes was a bit too salty, Madam Ying started scolding the chef in the dining room again.

"Are you trying to mess with me? You've all worked for the Ying family for so many years, and you still make the food so salty. You know I can't eat this much salt, so why do you do it? Are you trying to make me get high blood pressure?"

The two chefs stood there, heads bowed, saying nothing.

Old Ye tried to ease the tension, "Madam, they know they were wrong. Next time, I'll make sure they adjust the saltiness to your taste before serving..."

Grandpa Ying didn't like the noise during mealtimes, so he said, "Alright, stop arguing. It's only a little bit salty. Don't make trouble for no reason. Eat your food."

Old Madam Ying glared at him. "What business is it of yours how I discipline the servants? Are you finding me increasingly unpleasant?"

Old Master Ying replied somewhat helplessly, "No."

Old Madam Ying snorted. "Old Ye, deduct three hundred yuan from each of their paychecks. I want them to remember this lesson..."

"Can you please stop deducting people's wages all the time?"

Grandpa Ying couldn't stand her behavior anymore. "She has a wife and children too. Why are you always deducting her money?"

"..."

The atmosphere in the dining room was unpleasant. The old man and his wife were talking back and forth, their voices filling the room and making people feel uncomfortable.

At the dining table, Ying Sangrou kept her head down and ate her meal absentmindedly.

She paid no attention to her grandparents' argument, lost in her own thoughts.

Until she heard the words "Yellow Hair" from her grandmother, who then started cursing Lu Mingshi as well.

She snapped out of her reverie, her thick eyelashes fluttering as she stared intently at the glistening grains of rice in the bowl.

"...What benefits did those siblings give you that makes you speak up for them like this?"

"Oh, they're giving them shops and houses, can they even afford it?"

"Those rural people are the most greedy."

He tightened his grip on the chopsticks.

She felt she couldn't listen to it anymore.

Slowly setting down her bowl and chopsticks, she stood up with her eyes lowered and said softly:

"I'm full, you can continue eating."

Seeing her daughter leave the dining room after only a couple of bites, Sheng Shuang was worried and got up from her seat as well.

"I'll go check on her."

The old lady's displeased voice still rang out behind them.

"Look at you, look at you! Even Sang Rou has been corrupted by those two. She doesn't respect us elders at all. She left without even eating."

"Hua Yu, you should teach your daughter too. She's the youngest in the family and should respect her elders. She left before the elders had even left the table. What kind of behavior is that...?"

"..."

Sheng Shuang caught up with her daughter on the path outside the main house.

"Sang Rou, what's wrong? Why did you leave without eating?"

She shook her head and whispered, "Mom, I'm not hungry."

"You've barely eaten anything, how can you not be hungry? Or do you want some wontons? Mom will go to the kitchen and make some for you myself, okay?"

Sheng Shuang gently coaxed her.

"Mom remembers that our daughter loves eating wontons the most."

She shook her head again.

I don't even want to eat wontons anymore.

Sheng Shuang noticed her downcast expression. "Are you feeling unwell? Tell Mom, and Mom will take you to the hospital, okay?"

Ying Sangrou wanted to shake her head again, saying she was fine.

But under her mother's concerned gaze, she opened her mouth and finally asked the questions that had been troubling her.

"Mom, why is it so hard to be a good person?"

Sheng Shuang was stumped by her question.

"How so?"

"Lu Mingshi was so badly injured saving me, why did Grandma still scold him?"

She really didn't understand.

"She also said that his hospitalization cost our family a lot of money and resources, but isn't that what we should do? He saved me, shouldn't we get him cured?"

Why did Grandma portray them as country folk, greedy scoundrels?

But what have my sister-in-law and the others ever taken from them?

My sister-in-law used to prefer setting up her own stall to earn money rather than asking them for a single penny, didn't she?

Even if Lu Mingshi's school fees are relatively expensive, it's still his older brother's responsibility, isn't it?

What exactly did they steal from their family?

Wasn't the humiliation she inflicted on them enough?

Sheng Shuang didn't know how to explain it to her.

Prejudice is always an invisible mountain, and the fact that her mother-in-law reacted so strongly shows that she cares more about her mother-in-law's background and social status.

If the siblings hadn't come from the countryside, they might have been treated differently.

Sometimes she couldn't help but think that if the Lu siblings hadn't come to their Ying family, they would have continued to live peacefully without so much chaos.

But there are so many "what ifs".

This bond was formed twenty years ago, and this day was bound to come sooner or later.

Life is not static; just accept it.

If you don't open your heart to others, even if there's no conflict this time, there will be another one.

Sighing, Sheng Shuang patted her head and said, "Don't think so much, little girl. This isn't something you should be worrying about."

Ying Sangrou wanted to say something more, but she stopped herself just as she was about to utter a word.

"Um."

She responded softly.

"Okay, go back to your room now. Mom will make some wontons for you so you don't go hungry."

"Mom, I'm going back to school tomorrow. Lu Ming can't go to school yet, so I'll take notes for him and tell him about it after school."

Sheng Shuang didn't stop her. "Okay, go if you want to, just be careful and protect yourself."

Then, Sheng Shuang told her to go back to her room first, while she went to the kitchen to make small wontons.

After returning to her room in a sullen mood, Ying Sangrou glanced at the deserted space. For some unknown reason, she took out a suitcase and began stuffing it full of her clothes until it was overflowing...