Re-embroidering life

The atmosphere of the full moon banquet was not warm. The wet nurse carried Wei'er out for a walk. The old lady gave her a jade pendant and the eldest wife gave her a gold lock. Everything was in order and the banquet was ordinary. The old lady was not satisfied that Wei'er was a daughter again, so the younger generations were naturally not enthusiastic. In the past, Shui Qinghua would have swallowed her tears and felt sad. Now she had no illusions about these so-called relatives, so she was not disappointed. She just took her two eldest daughters to eat.

If she doesn't look for trouble, trouble will look for her.

Five-year-old nephew Ji Peng ran over and said, "Aunt San, I want to eat the crystal cake you made. You haven't made it for a long time."

Shui Qinghua smiled gently: "Aunt San is not in good health and can't go into the kitchen. The crystal cakes at Debi Ju are much more delicious than what Aunt San makes. I'll ask your mother to buy some for you later."

"No, what you cooked is delicious, I want to eat it now!" Ji Peng straightened his little body, let out a sharp cry, and pounced over to grab the corner of Shui Qinghua's clothes with his little hands.

Shui Qinghua stepped back but still couldn't dodge, so she pried his hands apart and signaled the maid in the main room to take him away. Ji Peng became more and more angry, waving his fist at Shui Qinghua, his mouth wide open, and tears streaming down his face.

"I say, third sister-in-law, it's just a crystal cake, how much effort does it take? Is it necessary to make the child cry?" Tan's delicately made-up face was covered with frost, and she walked over aggressively.

Shui Qinghua glanced at Tan coldly, expressionless: "Please forgive me, sister-in-law, I just came out of confinement and I am sick, so I really don't have the energy to go to the kitchen."

"My brother likes the cakes you make because he thinks highly of you, and you are still being so arrogant!" Ji Ji came over with the same expression on his face as Tan Shi. As the eldest grandson, Ji Ji was the most spoiled and pampered.

Shui Qinghua suppressed her disgust and said, "Is this the way the eldest grandson of the Ji family behaves when talking to elders?"

"What kind of elder are you? You are just the daughter of a poor scholar!" After all, she was just a child, and when Ji Jie got anxious, she imitated the complaints her mother said in the room.

Shui Qinghua smiled, and every word he said was as sharp as a knife: "It is true that my father is a poor scholar, but he also has honors and achievements!" After Ji Jie's father got into trouble, his honors and achievements were taken away, and now he is just a commoner.

The knife stabbed steadily, fiercely and accurately, hitting the most painful scar of the Ji family. Not only Tan and Ji Ji, but even Ji Zixuan's face turned black, and the old lady's face also changed drastically.

"That's enough!" With a stern shout, Ji Zimo came over with a sullen face, picked up Ji Peng and put him into Tan's arms, and said to Ji Ji in a serious tone: "How can you be rude to Aunt San? Apologize!"

"Wow!" In Ji Shi's eyes, Uncle San was always gentle and kind to them. He didn't expect that he would be so terrible when he got angry. He was so scared that he burst into tears.

Tan was not happy with this and almost poked Shui Qinghua's forehead with her finger: "Okay, you two teamed up to bully the younger generation! Even if Jie'er said something wrong, can't the uncle and aunt take responsibility? Shui, you don't care about your nephew, so as a sister-in-law, I will teach you a lesson!"

After saying that, he rushed over and tore Shui Qinghua apart. Ji Zimo couldn't touch his sister-in-law, so he could only pull Shui Qinghua back again and again. Rui'er was shocked by this scene and burst into tears. Fei'er hugged her sister tightly and hid aside.

"Stop!" The old lady had a splitting headache. She saw Ji Ji's arrogance and Ji Peng's arrogance. She hated Tan's poor parenting, but she hated Shui's ignorance of the big picture, making such a fuss over a small matter. She was usually the most docile person, but today, she didn't know what medicine she had taken wrong, as if she had thorns all over her body, and she actually spoke without thinking, touching the Ji family's reverse scale!

The old lady really wanted to punish Shui severely, but she thought that Shui had just come out of confinement and was seriously ill. If the news got out, it would not be good for the Ji family. Seeing her son still protecting her, she could only glare at Shui Qinghua fiercely, stood up, and said angrily: "I'm tired, let's stop here today, let's go!"

The younger generations held their breath and respectfully sent the old lady off. Shui Qinghua felt the old lady's disgusted look, and it was impossible for her to not feel a little emotional, but since she wanted to stand up straight and get rid of her status as a punching bag, confrontation was inevitable.

Ji Zixuan was also very angry. Today, his family was severely slapped in the face by Shui Qinghua. As an uncle, it was not easy to fire at his brother's wife. He could only stare at Ji Zimo and said, "Come to the study to see me in the evening!"

Tan took her son and followed Ji Zixuan crying.

Only the third family was left at the table. Fei'er and Rui'er threw themselves into Shui Qinghua's arms. Shui Qinghua felt very sorry for scaring her two daughters again. She would definitely have her daughters taken away next time if they made a scene again.

Ji Zimo felt very complicated. This was the first time he saw the mother and son of the eldest wife being aggressive in front of his wife. He had an understanding of his wife's real situation in this family, and he also had some complaints about his eldest sister-in-law and nephew. He didn't expect his wife to dare to ridicule his eldest brother. Although she was telling the truth, it also embarrassed him as a younger brother. He wanted to blame her, but he didn't have the courage to speak. For the first time in his life, he experienced what it means to be a person in the cracks.

Shui Qinghua was very happy. When she had a falling out with her sister-in-law, she was not without fear. She had been a virtuous and cowardly person all her life, and it was not possible to stand up overnight. She cheered herself up countless times at night, rehearsed the confrontation scenes over and over in her mind, and planned what to say and what to do, which led to her fighting back today.

It seems that it is not that difficult to refuse, and it is not that difficult to say harsh words. Even if I say them, they can't do anything to me!

It was not her intention to hurt Ji Zixuan by mistake, but she did not regret it. She really did not like this uncle. The reason why her sister-in-law and several nephews could act so recklessly was because he was backing them up. In the previous life, if there was no one to fan the flames, how could the rumors of the marriage between the Ji family and the Tang family be so rampant and reach her ears? Her sister-in-law was not good at managing the family, but she was not so bad. Besides, it was not in the interests of her sister-in-law for Miss Tang to come in. What made her sister-in-law happiest was that the third room had no children and could not compete with the eldest room for inheritance. Miss Tang's status and dowry surpassed her sister-in-law, and she had to be liked by her mother-in-law. If she wanted to give birth to another legitimate son, it was not certain who would be given the power of household expenses! Only her uncle, after experiencing ups and downs, urgently needed help in the officialdom...

She didn't dare to think about it any further. Some things couldn't be thought about too much. The more she thought about it, the colder she felt in her heart. Shui Qinghua knew that in Ji Zimo's heart, the person he admired the most was this elder brother, who treated him like a teacher and a father. She was really afraid that in the previous life, Ji Zimo obeyed his elder brother's orders and got entangled with Tang Fu before she died. She couldn't bear such a truth.

But then she thought again, she had already died, what could be more terrifying than death? No matter how ugly the truth was, it was still the truth. She was not afraid, and one day she would find the answer.