The cousin's family is extremely wealthy; she deserves to be a concubine.

Fifth Sister He Zhiluo tapped He Ba's forehead, "How old are you, and you're already thinking about getting married?"

"Second sister isn't unwilling to take care of maids, it's just that, it's just that..."

"What is this?" He San couldn't stand He Wu's hesitant manner, which showed that he hadn't learned the essence of Jin Shi's straightforwardness.

He Wu glanced at Hua Sirong before forcing himself to say, "Second sister just couldn't bear to let the girl go with her to the Xin family to suffer."

Hua Sirong lowered her eyelids slightly. Did this mean that she was willing to let Chunyan work like a slave in the Jiang family?

He Wu knew that saying this would offend Hua Sirong, but He Zhihuan was her older sister.

Based on the degree of closeness or distance between them, she would definitely side with He Zhihuan.

We can't really make people think that He Zhihuan is having a bad time in the Xin family, nor can we say that the Xin family's courtyard is so cramped that it can't even accommodate a maid.

Where does her second sister's face lie?

He Si quickly smoothed things over, "Then this time when you return to your parents' home, Second Sister, will you bring two maids with you?"

We've been used to being waited on since we were little, so it's definitely hard to get used to not being waited on anymore.

The second sister wanted to leave a virtuous impression on her husband's family, and this goal can be considered achieved.

Today is a good opportunity for my second sister to return home after her wedding. She should at least bring a maid with her, so the family can feel at ease.

He Zhihuan was just wondering how to bring up this matter in the mansion when this was like a pillow delivered to someone who was sleepy.

She nodded gently, "I didn't know what kind of life the Xin family lived before. After being married into the family for just two days, I've come to understand how difficult it is for ordinary people to make a living."

“My mother-in-law is getting old, and I was thinking of bringing a maid home today. Even if she doesn’t serve me, she can just help out around the house. That would be her way of showing filial piety.”

He Ba interjected again, "Second sister is so filial, and second brother-in-law is so lucky to have married such a wonderful second sister."

Everyone nodded in agreement, but He Zhiying just sneered, knowing full well what was going on but saying nothing.

On the contrary, she was unusually enthusiastic towards Hua Sirong today, which made Hua Sirong feel uneasy, wondering what kind of bad idea this young lady was up to.

He Zhihuan naturally noticed the disdainful expression on He Zhiying's face. Somewhat unconvinced, she asked, "I wonder if Miss Xiaoyue has given birth yet?"

The room fell silent immediately upon hearing this.

As everyone knows, He Zhiying has been married into the Zhuang family for some time now, but unfortunately, she hasn't been able to conceive.

Xiaoyue, He Zhiying's dowry maid, was quite capable. She not only gained favor in the inner courtyard but also secretly became pregnant.

He Zhiying actually wanted to give Xiaoyue a bowl of medicine and kill both her and her unborn child.

But Xiaoyue knew her very well and had been on guard against her for a long time.

She received protection from He Zhiying's mother-in-law and Zhuang En's mother from an early age.

There was no other reason than that the Zhuang family's mother only wanted to have a grandson; as for whether the child was legitimate or illegitimate, the Zhuang family didn't care much about that.

Anyway, He Zhiying will give birth sooner or later, it's just a few years later.

Now that concubines and maids are helping He Zhiying bear sons, how could she not feel so much pressure? It's such a good thing, and Zhuang's mother unilaterally believes that He Zhiying should not refuse.

Furthermore, during her battle of wits with Xiaoyue, He Zhiying's true character was completely exposed by Xiaoyue in the dealer's eyes.

In order to win over her husband's family, she had no choice but to swallow this bitter pill. She secretly prayed to God countless times, hoping that Xiaoyue would give birth to a daughter and have many children, while the other side would only give birth to worthless babies.

What He Zhihuan said today was exactly what he wanted to say.

In order to gain a foothold in the business, He Zhiying is no longer the naive girl she once was. She no longer tolerates He Zhihuan and directly exposes her shortcomings.

"Second sister's hands used to be used for turning pages in books. But today, they look more like they're used for washing feet."

"Oh dear, could it be that in order to fulfill her filial duty, Second Sister not only has to fetch water for her mother-in-law to wash her feet, but also has to wash her stinky feet herself?"

After saying that, he fanned his nose with his hand, as if He Zhihuan's hands had smelly feet.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

The young ladies all turned their gazes toward He Zhihuan's hands, and even the maidservant serving nearby couldn't help but steal a glance.

He Zhihuan instinctively tried to tuck her hands into her sleeves, but it was precisely this blatant attempt to conceal something that made everyone believe He Zhiying's words even more.

Of all those present, only He Zhizhu had bright, sparkling eyes. She looked He Zhihuan up and down, secretly comparing him to her past life.

She had washed Xin's mother's feet in her past life, but the Xin family wasn't so blatant when she was newly married.

Moreover, she was the legitimate daughter of a marquis's family. In her previous life, she married into the Xin family and did not live in that dilapidated little courtyard.

Although Madam Shen opposed her marriage into the Xin family, she still provided her with a three-courtyard mansion as part of her dowry. After the marriage, she naturally had no shortage of servants to take care of her.

When it came to He Zhihuan's turn in this life, no one knew how He Zhihuan managed to get the Xin family mother and son to show their fangs ahead of time.

Although it was unfair to push her second sister into the Xin family's fire pit, He Zhizhu repeatedly told herself this in her heart.

"No poison, no man! Anyway, my second sister died young after marrying into the Meng family in my previous life. This time, although marrying into the Xin family is tough, at least she survived."

In a crucial moment, they might even be able to uncover the person hiding behind Xin Yucheng, which would be a contribution to the rise and fall of the Marquis's mansion.

Moreover, seeing that He Zhihuan's words were all in defense of the Xin family mother and son, He Zhizhu's last bit of guilt vanished.

As long as He Zhihuan is happy with her life, how can others easily judge whether she is happy or not?

In her past life, she was so desperate to marry Xin Yucheng.

When He Zhihuan found out, she said to her that she had good judgment, and her words were full of support for her to fight against the Shen family to the end.

In private, however, he and his maid mocked her, saying that she had had enough of a good life and insisted on making herself suffer.

In this lifetime, He Zhizhu will seize any opportunity to send Xin Yucheng to her beloved second sister and see what choice she makes...

Just when He Zhizhu thought He Zhihuan was truly satisfied with her current life, her straightened back suddenly deflated.

He Zhihuan's tears came too suddenly.

Even the stubborn He Zhiying couldn't help but slap herself, secretly blaming herself for acting impulsively.

We're sisters, after all, and today is her homecoming banquet. There's no need for us to expose each other's shortcomings.

He Wu took the lead in hugging He Zhihuan, saying, "Why are you crying, Second Sister? Eldest Sister has always spoken like this since she got married. You don't need to argue with her."

He Zhiying didn't hold He Wu's inappropriate words against her. She just hoped that He Er would shut up as soon as possible so that the elders in the family wouldn't find out. Otherwise, how could she go back to her parents' home every now and then to get benefits?

He Si couldn't bear to see this, so while wiping away He Zhihuan's tears, he asked, "If Second Sister has suffered any grievances, just tell us sisters. If we sisters can't help, we can always ask the elders in the mansion for help."

He Zhihuan was crying with her face in her hands, but suddenly she thought of something and started rubbing her hands together with a handkerchief until the skin on her hands was red before she stopped.