The rural doctor is busy with farming, and her abstinent husband can't bear it

Father-in-law Jiang Xunzhong's voice was filled with dissatisfaction as he complained to Zhao: "Why did you sell the eldest daughter just like that? Isn't this clearly asking for trouble? The second son has completely drawn a line in the sand this time. When we are old and frail in the future, won't we still have to rely on the eldest son's daughter? You sold someone else's biological daughter. Aren't you afraid of a lifetime of resentment?"

Zhao heard this, a flash of disdain flashed across her face, her nostrils twitched slightly, and she squeezed out a scornful snort from her nostrils. Although her voice was small, it revealed an unquestionable determination: "What are you afraid of? Let others say whatever they want. I'm after the real money. Besides, don't we still have Da Zhuang at home? Is it necessary for her to worry about that? Don't forget, I was almost ruined by that little girl. How can I swallow this breath?"

Outside the door, Xie Xinghua listened quietly to the conversation inside the house, with a stern smile inadvertently appearing at the corner of her mouth.

She originally thought that her father-in-law was a sensible man, but she didn't expect that he was just afraid of outside rumors and worried that he would be helpless in his old age.

This realization made her heart sink, but it also strengthened her resolve.

"That being said, you can't..."

Jiang Xunzhong wanted to continue persuading him, but was interrupted by Zhao in a decisive manner.

"Alright, alright, don't mention it. It's already been done. The child might be in someone else's home now. Trying to find him is like looking for a needle in a haystack. It's not worth getting angry over a little girl."

Jiang Xunzhong sighed helplessly, with a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

After all, she is a girl, and it is hard to justify this argument logically, but deep down in his heart, he does not have much resistance to this matter.

Xie Xinghua took a deep breath, adjusted her mood, held the bowl of noodles that looked ordinary but contained a secret, and slowly pushed open the door.

She walked steadily, placed the noodles gently on the table, and then stood quietly by the side, her attitude respectful but with a barely perceptible coolness.

Seeing that she didn't leave, Zhao said impatiently, "Just standing there staring? Why don't you hurry up and do your thing?"

"Of course I'm waiting here to clear away the dishes you've used."

Xie Xinghua's answer was calm and natural, but it made Zhao feel a little inexplicably uneasy, as if something subtle was quietly changing.

Zhao, who was already starving, had no time to think. He picked up the chopsticks impatiently and started chewing, completely immersed in the short-lived satisfaction brought by the food.

Xie Xinghua watched the situation quietly from the side, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, hiding a bit of sarcasm and calculation.

When Zhao had finished eating half of the noodles, she suddenly discovered that there were several large earthworms mixed in the bowl. They were wriggling among the noodles, looking extremely eye-catching and disgusting.

This was such a shock that Zhao screamed and dropped the chopsticks in her hand in fear. She bent her body and began to retch violently.

At this time, Xie Xinghua quickly stepped forward, patting Zhao's back with concern, but with a bit of joking in her words: "Mother-in-law, what's wrong with you? I heard that earthworms can clear away heat and detoxify, and are good for the heart. I dug them in the backyard especially for you."

"you you……"

Zhao was so furious that she could hardly utter complete words due to her anger and disgust. All she could say were intermittent gasps and vomiting sounds.

Seeing this, Jiang Xunzhong stepped forward and tried to play the role of a fair person, severely criticizing Xie Xinghua: "Xinghua, you are really going too far."

There was both blame and helplessness in his voice as he tried to maintain a superficial balance in this family storm.

Xie Xinghua's eyes were like ice, penetrating Jiang Xunzhong's disguise with sharpness and indifference. There was no warmth in her voice: "Excessive? In my dictionary, the word 'excessive' has not been fully used. If you two elders really think so, you might as well wait and see. I, Xie Xinghua, have more tricks that you can't imagine."

Having said this, she turned around disdainfully, her skirt lightly sweeping across the threshold, each step carrying a determination that could not be ignored.

Jiang Xunzhong hurriedly followed, feeling mixed emotions. Although he had some plans to rely on Xie Xinghua for his retirement in the future, he did not want this delicate balance to completely collapse because of a momentary dispute.

"Xinghua, blood is thicker than water. Family members should always talk things out. Why do you have to..."

However, Jiang Xunzhong was decisively interrupted by Xie Xinghua. Her words were like sharp arrows, hitting the nail on the head: "Stop pretending here. You are not that clean yourself. You are two-faced. You are no different from Zhao. You are both selfish."

Jiang Xunzhong was choked by this sudden accusation and his face turned red. He was extremely surprised. When did Xie Xinghua, who was as docile as a sheep in his eyes, become so sarcastic and mean?

He was indeed unaware of Daya being sold and had never expressed his approval, but it had already happened and life had to go on. Escape was not the solution.

Jiang Xunzhong tried to look innocent, with a hint of pleading in his voice: "Xinghua, how could you have such a misunderstanding of me? I am also extremely worried about Daya's matter. The fact that I forced your mother-in-law to go out with me to look for her yesterday is the best proof."

"From childhood to adulthood, Daya has been the closest to me. The feelings between us are deep and sincere. Now that she has met with misfortune, my heart feels as if it has been cut into pieces by a thousand knives. I am in so much pain that I wish I could die!"

Xie Xinghua scoffed at this performance, her tone full of disdain: "You are in so much pain that you want to die? I think you are just trying to avoid being disturbed by the neighbors' spit."

"Such words may deceive others, but they cannot deceive your own heart. Do you think that you can be called a man of integrity just because you occasionally lose your temper in front of Zhao and pretend to be polite to outsiders? In fact, deep down, you are still that cowardly, weak character who goes with the flow."

In Xie Xinghua's clear heart, Jiang Xunzhong and Zhao are no different, both are selfish people.

His forbearance in the past was simply because the Zhao family had never directly infringed upon his vital interests.

He never really cared about the future of his two children, Changping and Ziling, and was only worried about the rumors from the outside world.

So, he uses fear of his wife as a cover and secretly gives his children some small favors, trying to buy inner peace in this way.

Whenever these small donations were obstructed by Zhao, he would immediately back off and stand idly by.

He enjoyed the brief satisfaction that came from being a good person, and then was able to shirk all responsibility and continue to play the role of the innocent person who was oblivious to everything.

In recent days, he suddenly showed unusual toughness in front of Zhao, but this was more of a performance, a falsehood that existed for the eyes of others.

Just like what happened yesterday, a tragic drama was staged in public, forcing Zhao to go find Daya and winning the sympathy and approval of the villagers.