As the Villainess Daughter-in-Law

by Usui Takumii

not mine, asia novel dot net. Total: 112 Chapters and 2 Extras. Beware edited mtl. Waiting for the translator to update.

8. 36 to 40

Chapter 36: Managing the Household

◎Pork and Cabbage Stew!◎

While the two elders were conversing, Yu Lian had already gone to fetch her mother-in-law, Mrs. Chen, along with the twin boys to head to the butcher's shop at the village entrance. Now that they were in the countryside, they had to adapt to the rural lifestyle. Women and daughters-in-law here were not bound by strict rules; they would work in the fields during busy seasons and sell homemade snacks or baskets of vegetables at the market during leisure times. To integrate into this new environment quickly, it was necessary to familiarize themselves with the area and the people.

Mrs. Chen hesitated, as she was accustomed to spending her life in the backyard. Apart from occasionally accompanying her husband to royal banquets or attending events hosted by noble ladies, she had never ventured into the countryside, let alone gone out to buy meat carrying a basket.

She was unsure about exchanging money and felt embarrassed about socializing with others. She was a reserved person.

While the mother was still deliberating due to her propriety, the two boys were eager to go out. They were not shy by nature and had been used to causing mischief in the city. In the countryside, without anyone to supervise them, they became even more untamed. If it weren't for their eldest brother forbidding them from going out, they would have explored the entire village by now.

Despite this, they had befriended the group of children from Uncle Two's household. Having come from a big city, they had extensive knowledge and had experienced many things. Their stories and anecdotes easily impressed Uncle Two's children, making them the leaders of the pack. During their stay at Uncle Two's house, they received "tributes" from the children, such as dried sweet potatoes and roasted peanuts, which they would eat while boasting and telling tales.

Back in their own home, they were still reluctant to stay indoors. If it weren't for Grandma sitting at the entrance chatting with Grandpa Two, they wouldn't be willing to remain obediently inside.

Each of them held one of Yu Lian's hands, tugging her outside, urging her to hurry up.

Looking at Mrs. Chen, Yu Lian said, "Mother... shall we go together? I'll accompany you outside more often these next few days, but after that, I'll be occupied with other matters and may not be able to join you. It's not good for you to stay indoors all the time. People here might find it odd and start gossiping, assuming something is wrong with you."

"Besides, there's still much work to be done at home, and we could use your help."

Mrs. Chen hesitated but eventually heeded her words, taking her basket and joining her daughter-in-law outside.

Little Guo'er was being entertained by Aunt Mei, counting ants in the courtyard. Upon seeing them preparing to leave, she stood up and looked their way. Yu Lian smiled at her, which encouraged Little Guo'er to rush over. Reaching Yu Lian, she tugged at her sleeve and asked softly, "Sister-in-law, where are you going?"

Yu Lian replied, "We're going to the butcher's to get some meat. Do you want to come along, Guo'er?"

Little Guo'er nodded, expressing her desire to join.

Yu Lian then informed the matriarch and set off with the three children. In fact, she wasn't quite familiar with Upper Village. She had only glimpsed the scenery during their initial carriage ride into the village. After that, they stayed with Second Uncle, limiting their exploration to the riverbank where their house and land were situated. They hadn't wandered aimlessly around.

However, Yu Lian, having spent her previous life working in human resources, knew well that unfamiliarity with a new place was no issue. One should proactively venture out to familiarize oneself with the surroundings. With repeated outings, one would soon become acquainted. Being unfamiliar with people was also unimportant; a friendly smile and a few more conversations about directions would quickly bridge the gap.

That's how relationships were built.

As they stepped out of the yard, they saw Sanshu's wife and a group of aunties doing laundry by the river. Spotting them, they greeted them with laughter. Mrs. Chen frowned, still not accustomed to the rural manner of communication. From such a distance, they would shout loudly, their voices echoing throughout half the village – a rather crude and unladylike behavior.

If it were men speaking this way, it might have been acceptable. But these were women, yet they showed no restraint.

Yu Lian strolled over and greeted Sanshu's wife. She nodded at the other aunts and sisters-in-law she didn't recognize, addressing them as "Aunt" or "Sister-in-law."

Sanshu's wife smiled as she introduced them: "This is Stone's wife, call her Stone Sister-in-law. This is Cow Egg's mother, so you can call her Cow Egg Aunt. And this is my mother-in-law; her tofu is famous throughout the neighboring villages, absolutely delicious. You can call her Tofu Aunt..." She continued introducing several more, and by the time she finished, a good while had passed. Yu Lian greeted each one and said, "Today, we're moving into our new home and officially settling in Upper Village. Ladies, please join us for dinner today."

The aunts and sisters-in-law eagerly agreed. Yu Lian also ordered two blocks of tofu from Tofu Aunt, who was delighted.

After their conversation, Yu Lian prepared to leave with her mother-in-law and three children. Sanshu's wife asked where they were going, and Yu Lian replied that they needed to buy some meat. Promptly, Sanshu's wife offered, "To Butcher Zhang's at the village entrance?"

Yu Lian nodded.

"Oh, wait, don't rush off. I'll accompany you. That Butcher Zhang is sly and often takes advantage of newcomers. He wouldn't dare shortchange or sell bad meat to our villagers, but with your unfamiliar face and such beauty, he'd likely see you as a wealthy lady to exploit. With me there, he won't dare treat you unfairly."

Sanshu's wife was very hospitable. After wiping her hands, she asked her mother-in-law to help take the clothes back for drying, while she would accompany Yu Lian on her trip. Tofu Aunt smiled warmly, assuring them it was fine to go.

As they left, the ladies by the river watched them with interest. Tofu Aunt chuckled and commented, "Bajin's nephew's young wife seems like a decent one. I heard she comes from an aristocratic household, goodness gracious! What a powerful family that must be, to have someone from such a background end up in our poor village. She doesn't seem intimidated and doesn't put on airs either. I think she's a good one."

"Indeed! She's as beautiful as a fairy."

"It's just that her mother-in-law doesn't talk much and seems to look down on us..."

"Indeed... Who cares? She acts like a noble lady even in the countryside, putting on that expression and standing afar, not bothering to talk or acknowledge us. Who does she think she's impressing?"

"It's clear she looks down on us country folk, but does she really believe we'd fall for her act?"

As Yu Lian turned away, she sighed. The hushed whispers behind her reached her ears. She had deliberately ordered tofu from Aunt Tofu in front of everyone for two reasons. First, by showing favor to one of these rural aunties, she ensured that the woman would speak well of her later, setting a positive tone for her social interactions. Second, it demonstrated to the others that there were benefits to be gained by befriending her.

However, with her mother-in-law standing aloof and silent, these country women were quick to criticize. Yu Lian realized that it would take time for her mother-in-law to lower her guard and adapt to rural life.

If Mrs. Chen persisted in her ways and failed to adjust to village life, it would affect the entire family.

As these thoughts crossed her mind, Sanshu's wife chimed in with conversation, outlining the intricate web of relationships and interpersonal dynamics within the village. Yu Lian, appreciating her intentions, listened attentively.

"The second uncle in our village is a scholar. He is knowledgeable, educated, old and highly respected. What he says is most useful. The next one is the village chief and several clan elders. The village chief is actually not a bad person. He is just greedy for life and afraid of death. He is greedy for petty gains., you know why we are still willing to be the village chief for him despite all his minor problems?"

Yu Lian shook her head and asked curiously.

With a spark of amusement in her eyes, Sanshu's wife chuckled. "This is where you're out of your depth. We actually appreciate his little quirks. In the ten years he's been the village chief, the taxes we've had to pay have been almost ten percent lower than before. He may be stingy and greedy, but he knows how to haggle. He argues with the officials, and thanks to him, we save on numerous miscellaneous taxes that would otherwise burden us. Back then, they took advantage of our inability to read accounts or understand the law. They imposed all sorts of random taxes on us, some not even legitimate, just to exploit us and fill their own pockets!"

Throughout the year, the meager crops we sow barely suffice for our sustenance, let alone the taxes. The village head is a shrewd accountant and quite daring. There was once a year when the harvest was so poor that it wouldn't cover the taxes. Fearing starvation for all, he resorted to rolling in front of the county office, threatening to crash himself to death at its gate.

"He made such a fuss, pointing out each and every fake tax, until the officials grew fearful and fraudulent taxes in our Upper Village significantly decreased. With the village chief taking the lead, we've saved quite a bit of silver."

"Everyone knows he's frugal and doesn't have grand ambitions, but for a small place like ours, we need someone like him as our village chief. No matter how noble one's character is, if they can't bring benefits to the village, it's pointless. So, Yu Lian, don't take him too seriously. There are ways to handle him, like offering some silver or benefits. If you do it right, he won't give you trouble. It's just that sometimes, when faced with issues, he's cowardly and overreacts. You shouldn't mind that."

Yu Lian was enlightened by this new perspective. She had never thought there were such intricacies involved with being a village chief. Initially, she didn't have a good impression of the man, mainly due to his unsavory manner and petty behavior. But after hearing Sanshu's wife's account, she realized that people are multifaceted. Some might not be likable, but they still serve their purpose.

She felt as if she had learned something valuable.

Sanshu's wife continued, "Widow Zhao has a son who she's brought up to be gloomy. His gaze at such a young age is unsettling. Since her husband passed away, she's gone mad with the desire for her son to read, write, and compete in the imperial exams, hoping he'll rise above his station. But does she really think a rural boy can achieve greatness? She constantly boasts about her son's future success, as if we're all against her, yet nobody has harmed her!"

"After the village school was destroyed, Widow Zhao went into a frenzy and almost killed herself at the village chief's house, crying that he had ruined her son's chance at becoming a top scholar. Isn't that ridiculous? As if a mere child could become a top scholar! It took a while for her to calm down."

"So, Widow Zhao is somewhat eccentric and should be avoided. If you go near her house and she blames you for something, you won't be able to prove your innocence."

"There are other difficult households in the village that I'll tell you about later... And those elder clan members who exploit their seniority, they're so annoying. Ugh..."

As they walked and talked, they soon arrived at Butcher Zhang's house at the edge of the village.

Yu Lian examined the prices: fatty meat was 150 copper coins per pound, while lean meat was 100 coins per pound. She decided to buy two pounds of fatty meat and one pound of lean meat. Considering her father-in-law's health, she also got a bone to make some soup.

Sanshu's wife was articulate, and noticing her numerous purchases, she helped persuade the butcher, Zhang, to throw in an extra large bone as a bonus.

Just as they were about to return home, they encountered their family carriage at the village entrance. Sanshu was joyfully driving the carriage, and when Yu Lian called out, the carriage stopped at the village gate. Sanshu jumped down from the carriage and greeted his wife.

The young couple began chatting, but Yu Lian tapped on the carriage wall. Her father-in-law lifted the curtain and asked where they were going, inviting them to get into the carriage to talk.

Before Yu Lian and the others could climb in, the village chief's sour expression appeared from within the carriage. He hopped down, gave a cold snort, and walked away with his hands behind his back. The grandson from Uncle Er's family cheerfully got off, exchanged greetings, and ran off.

The three children climbed happily into the carriage to find their father. Yu Lian followed, extending a hand to help Mrs. Chen up. Then, she greeted Sanshu's wife and invited her to join them for a ride back home.

Sanshu's wife had never ridden in a carriage before and was eager to try it. However, Uncle Wood's intimidating presence deterred her, so she declined, wiping her hands and saying she was dirty and didn't want to soil the carriage.

Sanshu encouraged his wife to sit with him at the front of the carriage, without going inside.

Hua Zhan handed the deed to his daughter-in-law. "My dear daughter-in-law, I entrust this deed to your care. Your grandmother is too old to manage these matters, and your mother has never been involved in such affairs; she is also quite timid. From now on, it will be up to you to take charge and bear the responsibilities of running our household."

Yu Lian's eyes curved into a warm smile as she examined the deed and put it away. This was precisely why she had married into this family – not to serve a husband or engage in palace intrigue, but to find a place to settle down and have a say in managing the household.

The deed did not bear any names, only specifying the number of acres of land and its boundaries, followed by the official seal. In other words, whoever held this deed would be recognized as the landowner. Her father-in-law truly trusted her.

Yet, considering that she had contributed both money and ideas, she felt no guilt for keeping the land.

Sanshu and his wife were still sitting outside the carriage. Some matters were better not discussed directly. Hua Zhan sighed and decided to leave it at that. When they arrived at the entrance of their home, Yu Lian got off the carriage and called out to Sanshu's wife, wanting to cut her some meat as a reward. Sanshu's wife shook her head and ran away with her husband.

Once they were out of earshot, Sanshu's wife twisted her husband's arm. "Why didn't you let me take the meat?"

Sanshu chuckled and pulled out a string of copper coins. "Uncle Tree gave us our payment. He gave me two hundred wen for driving the carriage, which was only a round trip. How could I ask for more meat?"

The courtyard was already bustling with activity. As Yu Lian stepped in, she realized that many villagers had come. Although it was peak farming season, who wouldn't be happy to eat and drink for free? In the countryside, there was no such thing as being too shy to accept handouts. Hearing that meat would be served, many people came, some even bringing their families. Before Yu Lian arrived, the crowd was even larger. It was Grandma De who couldn't bear to see this and pointed out that it was just a simple housewarming meal, not an event that required so many guests. How could they attend without lending a helping hand?

Only a few efficient women and respected elders, along with those who helped clean and renovate Yu Lian's home, were allowed to stay. The rest were sent back.

Despite this, with the addition of the Hua family and Grandma De's family, they still needed to prepare food for over twenty people.

Fortunately, these people heeded Grandma De's advice and brought their own utensils, bowls, plates, condiments, and even managed to gather three large round tables. Asking for rice would have been inappropriate, as it carried a negative connotation. Hence, they bought a bag of rice from Grandma De's family as a temporary solution.

Upon arriving home, Yu Lian first returned to her room. She carefully wrapped the deed in oil paper, intending to find a secure place to hide it. However, after searching high and low, she found no suitable spot. Thus, she decided to keep it on her person for now.

Exiting her room, she saw Grandma De chatting with the village elders. She waved Yu Lian over to join them.

"This is my granddaughter-in-law, Yu Lian. She's both thoughtful and capable."

The elder proudly showcased her granddaughter-in-law once more, eliciting envy from the other seniors. A circle of elders engaged Yu Lian in conversation. Their memories were weak, often repeating themselves, but Yu Lian patiently joined in, her charm and sweet demeanor endearing her to them. They affectionately addressed her as "good child" after their exchange.

When Yu Lian noticed the time, she politely suggested she should check the kitchen to see if there was anything she could assist with, even if it was just learning by observation.

As she left, Second Grandma commented, "I told you, this girl is great. Not pretentious and eager to learn. She's a good one."

Mei Concubine, cleaning in a corner, glanced over, feeling a pang of jealousy. She envied Hua Ji's wife. Despite her lower rank, she had a rightful place in the family, along with wealth and respect. Mei Concubine, on the other hand, was the most overlooked member of the household.

She knew being a concubine wasn't easy, but being one in a rural peasant family was even harder. The elder's focus was solely on her granddaughter-in-law, her son, and three grandsons. Mrs. Chen didn't receive much favor either, let alone herself as a concubine.

But Mrs. Chen was a legitimate wife of the Hua family, while Mei Concubine was not. Her status as a concubine in the countryside meant not only was she ignored, but she also had to work tirelessly. What was the point? Why did she agree to come down to the countryside in the first place?

Even if she had nowhere else to go, she could have remarried an ordinary citizen in the capital and had a better life than this. Hua Zhan wasn't one for emotional attachment, he wouldn't have held her back.

The more she pondered, the more regret she felt, and her work pace slowed, reflecting her dissatisfaction.

The room was compact, with the kitchen constructed separately in an adjacent courtyard. It was a slanted makeshift shed, accompanied by an outdoor shelter. On sunny days, meals could be prepared outside or vegetables washed and cleaned there. During rainy days, cooking took place indoors. When Yu Lian arrived, she found the aunts and wives bustling about, some picking vegetables, others cutting meat, tending to the fire, or cooking.

Yu Lian was not skilled in cooking. Throughout her school years, she was solely focused on studying hard to enter a prestigious university, barely giving her meals any thought. Later, in her professional life, her ambitions were directed towards career advancement and salary increments, leaving no room for culinary endeavors. Most of her time was spent pondering over work matters, limiting her diet to takeouts, dining out, or occasionally eating at the company cafeteria. The most she could manage was instant noodles.

Upon arriving, she didn't disturb anyone but observed quietly as they worked. After a while, feeling that she had grasped the process, she offered to assist with washing the vegetables.

The aunt in charge of washing the vegetables gently stopped her, smiling warmly. "Your skin is delicate, and it's clear you haven't done much manual labor. Leave those hands untouched for now. Vegetable washing is a simple task; it'll be done in no time."

Yu Lian fetched a small stool and sat down, meticulously separating the vegetables one by one before tossing them into the large water basin. Her pace was neither too fast nor too slow, exuding a sense of calm and steadiness. Intrigued, the aunt asked, "Have you done this sort of work before?"

Yu Lian shook her head. "I haven't done it before, but I'm willing to learn."

After chatting with the elder aunt for a while, a small stool was quietly moved beside her. A pair of delicate hands picked up the vegetable leaves with great care. Looking down, Yu Lian saw Little Guo'er.

She asked, "Where's your mother?"

Little Guo'er whispered, "She's talking with Father in their room. I sneaked out on my own. Second Brother and Third Brother went out to play secretly with their cousins from Uncle's house."

Finishing her words, she cautiously looked up at Yu Lian. "Sister-in-law, I want to follow you and learn how to do things."

A nearby auntie chuckled heartily. "You're quite perceptive, child."

Yu Lian smiled and said, "My sister-in-law is also learning from others. See that auntie over there? I'm learning how to pick and wash vegetables from her. Can you bear to sit idle?"

Little Guo'er was puzzled. "Why do you need to learn how to pick vegetables?"

Yu Lian replied, "Don't underestimate such simple tasks, Guo'er. There's an ancient saying: 'Sages never consider anything too small, and that is why they accomplish great things.' It means that by doing every little thing well, sages achieve greatness."

Little Guo'er nodded thoughtfully and, without further questions, began picking vegetables quietly, soon figuring out which parts of the roots to discard and how to separate edible leaves and stems for washing.

Despite her young age and innocence, she demonstrated remarkable patience and, in no time, became proficient at the task.

The auntie watching her was amazed. She had never realized there was so much knowledge involved in such a humble chore. Inspired by Yu Lian's words, she felt a newfound sense of dignity in her everyday work. A mysterious smile graced her face as she thought about sharing this insight with her husband later. Even the sages engaged in similar tasks!

After helping with the vegetable selection for a while, the dishes were washed, and a pot of cabbage and pork stew was ready!

The aroma of tender pork mingled with the freshness of cabbage as it was served. With three tables set for meals, the stew was divided into three bowls. The scent attracted children, who approached eagerly with empty bowls. The auntie serving the food gently shooed them away, reminding them not to cause a commotion.

She then called out to the others chatting and working in the courtyard, "The food is on the table! Hurry up, or there won't be any left!"

A flurry of figures emerged, seating themselves at three separate tables. They began distributing bowls, chopsticks, serving dishes, and ladling rice, instantly imbuing the courtyard with a lively bustle.

Chapter 37: A Cozy Gathering ◇

◎Revised and polished version ◎

In the kitchen, Yu Lian could hear the lively chatter from outside. Peeking her head out, she smiled at the auntie washing vegetables, who said, "Go on, join them. Just two or three more dishes to go, and most of the veggies are already cleaned. Besides, you're from the capital and might not be familiar with our countryside dining customs. If you're late, you'll miss the feast, not even getting a taste of the broth. This pot is simmering with succulent pork that will make their mouths water!"

Yu Lian shook her head, chuckling. "Auntie, no need to rush. As the host, would I be craving such food? Our family is new here and clueless about rural life. It's good for me to learn by observing while you all work so hard."

The auntie nodded appreciatively, and even Ma Auntie, the eldest daughter-in-law of the second uncle who was in charge of cooking, called out with a smile, "She's a clever one. It's great that you think this way. In life, whether we live in prosperity or poverty, there's one truth we should always remember: learning more can never be wrong. Keep a calm mindset, and days won't seem as difficult."

Yu Lian stepped in, and the air was filled with the aroma of scrambled eggs. Auntie Ma looked up but still tried to dissuade her, "The kitchen is full of oil and salt, it's not good for your complexion. You shouldn't come in here."

Yu Lian continued walking while responding, "Auntie, you just said it's beneficial to learn more. Now you're stopping me? What's the logic behind that?"

Auntie Ma laughed so hard that she almost burned the eggs. She quickly flipped them over, scooped them into a large basin, then divided them into three portions. Yu Lian approached the stove and saw that despite being a simple peasant-style scrambled egg dish, it was made extra special with freshly minced mustard greens. The green bits mixed with the yellow eggs created a visually appealing contrast.

"You really know how to talk! Haha, my second grandmother always praises you, saying that it's no wonder you're a precious lady from a prominent family. Your perspective and understanding are different from ours, and the fact that you're willing to interact with us is remarkable."

Yu Lian helped to distribute the dishes, asking how many more were left to prepare. She had only been responsible for buying the ingredients, not for deciding what dishes to cook or how many. None of her family members had a knack for this; during the day, they were either Ladies or Elder Noblewomen, all requiring servants and worrying about men's political affairs and marriage matters. Who cared about the kitchen?

The arrangements were being taken care of by Aunt Ma, a robust countrywoman with a face marked by freckles. Despite her appearance, she was meticulous and, under her mother-in-law's instruction, had taken charge of the matter, ensuring everything was in order.

She explained to Yu Lian, "Next up is a dish of mushrooms cooked with tofu. These mushrooms sprouted after the spring rains. They grow everywhere, and the village children would often collect them in baskets when they have nothing to do. My mischievous grandchildren also joined in. If we can't finish eating them all, we dry them for later use or sell some in the town. But since many people sell mushrooms, the prices are low, so we don't earn much. We save the rest for home consumption. Whenever we crave something flavorful, we rehydrate them and either fry or cook them in soup."

"I appreciate your thoughtfulness. Just listening to you makes me hungry."

Aunt Ma loved it when people praised her cooking skills – who didn't? She promptly offered to serve Yu Lian a special portion to taste first.

Yu Lian was an adult, and there were two eager children watching. How could she eat alone? Aunt Ma scooped half a bowl of scrambled eggs and Yu Lian passed them to Little Guo'er for her to enjoy.

The other child was Aunt Ma's beloved grandson, Little Doudou. He had been sitting on a small stool, peering at the stove, almost drooling. Little Guo'er, with her kind nature, noticed his desire and called him over. The two children sat side by side on the stove bench, sharing the bowl of fried eggs, taking turns to eat.

Yu Lian watched for a moment before smiling and looking away. Meanwhile, Aunt Ma was already preparing the next dish. She washed the iron wok thoroughly, wiped it clean, and then placed it back on the fire to heat. Once it was dry and hot, she added two spoonfuls of lard, coating the entire wok to economize oil.

As she cooked, she explained the techniques and reasons behind each step to Yu Lian. For example, the tofu couldn't be simply boiled; it needed to be pan-fried in oil first to maintain its shape. She shared many cooking tips, and Yu Lian listened attentively, occasionally asking questions that Aunt Ma answered with enthusiasm.

The more time she spent with Yu Lian, the more Aunt Ma realized that this young woman was extraordinary. Her mother-in-law had mentioned that the family matriarch held Yu Lian in high esteem, and it was this young granddaughter-in-law who largely managed the household, leading the family through challenges despite their infirmities. What determination and resilience must she possess? Since arriving in the village, Aunt Ma had observed that Yu Lian spoke and acted with composure, never showing arrogance or disdain, neither towards people nor the simplest farm chores. This humility won her respect.

She used to visit the town frequently for shopping or selling goods. Occasionally, she would encounter the local landowner's family. The landowner had an unmarried, plump daughter who lived at home and was married into the family. Whenever she went out, she required an eight-person sedan chair to carry her. If any commoner accidentally bumped into her, her entourage would assault them.

Regardless of whether they actually hit anyone, her attitude made it clear how little she esteemed ordinary folk. This was just a village landowner's daughter; imagine how wealthy and influential the daughters from noble families in the capital must be? Yet, someone from such a background didn't look down on others but was humble and eager to learn. That was truly remarkable.

Thus, even though Yu Lian didn't speak much and only occasionally asked a question or two, she watched intently with great interest. In response, the woman explained enthusiastically. After describing how to cook, she discussed the local customs.

"Soul-Warming Feast is neither grand nor insignificant; its essence lies in the joyous gathering. In our Upper Village, there's a tradition to present an auspicious number of dishes on the table, like four, symbolizing the four corners of a house, indicating 'four corners complete, blessings abound.' Or six, representing 'sixty-six smooth sailing,' or eight, signifying prosperity. Considering today's hurried move, I settled for four dishes since we're not many, and it's enough as long as everyone can enjoy the meal."

Smiling, she continued, "Yu Lian, you seem resourceful. Even if you don't rebuild a larger house later, you'll certainly renovate. When that time comes, invite the villagers for another lively feast."

Yu Lian smiled and nodded. "Auntie Ma, your eyes are sharp. Indeed, I have such plans, but I'm still discussing it with my parents and grandmother; nothing is set in stone yet. Perhaps I'll need to seek advice from Second Uncle as well, since we're unfamiliar with the ways here and are grateful for your help."

Auntie Ma replied, "Not at all, it's no trouble. Right now, we're in the midst of the harvest season, but once we're done with this busy period, our whole family will be more than happy to lend a hand."

It was said that the head of a household influenced the younger generation, and this was evident in the family of Second Uncle. As the patriarch, he had shown great kindness and support to Yu Lian's family, and his descendants followed suit, being as warm and welcoming as Auntie Ma. Yu Lian couldn't help but feel touched by their hospitality.

Then there were the village chief and the elders.

Perhaps due to the heads of those families, not a single one had attended the housewarming feast despite being invited. Yu Lian didn't particularly mind, as she had only intended to follow Second Uncle's suggestion as a gesture. She had done her part, and whether they chose to come or not was their decision.

By the time the conversation ended, the fermented tofu with chili had been added to the pot. To enhance the flavor, Auntie Ma also threw in some cornel berries. In no time, the pungent spiciness wafted through the wooden lid, initially overwhelming but soon becoming addictive to Yu Lian, reminiscent of her past life's spicy mapo tofu.

The two children had already finished their eggs. Little Guo'er came over with an empty bowl, cleaner than if it had just been washed. She intended to place it on the stove but thought of something and dashed out, heading to the water basin in the outdoor shed to wash it herself.

Yu Lian watched the child's departing figure and listened to the sound of running water outside. She could picture the child diligently washing the bowl and felt a sense of comfort. Putting aside other matters, in her eyes, Little Guo'er was the most adaptable to sudden changes in life. She was innocent, eager to learn, and although a bit timid and lacking confidence, she had many good qualities.

As the first and second dishes were served, the atmosphere in the courtyard became lively.

Three tables were set up: one for the women and children, one for the men, and a third for the elders. Most of the men were family members of the women, either those who helped the day before or were assisting today, all bringing along their families.

The last table was reserved for the elders, who ate at a leisurely pace and enjoyed chatting. They couldn't keep up with the younger generation, so they were allowed to enjoy their meal without rush.

The women and children's table was bustling with activity as they fought over the dishes, while the men's table was engaged in a friendly drinking session, with Hua Zhan being summoned by his uncle. The few countrymen around the circle also playfully called him "Wooden Head."

Hua Zhan himself was immune to the nickname. With a wooden expression, he sat down. His uncle's eldest son, Hua Qiushou, led the charge in toasting him. One toast was to celebrate their settling in the village, marking them as new neighbors and future kin. The other was to introduce him to the others.

Among men, as long as their interests weren't threatened, socializing was straightforward. There were no hidden agendas. Today, with food and drink abundant, every bite and sip brought contentment.

After one round, Hua Zhan was almost half-drunk. If not for the men complaining that a liter of alcohol wasn't enough, they might have continued pouring more.

Hua Zhan was a man of few words, but he had once been part of the military. Despite his imposing presence, he proved to be approachable after a few rounds of drinks, and soon they were all addressing each other as brothers, affectionately calling each other "Brother Wood" and "Little Brother Wood."

Hua Zhan remained silent, his expression conveying a sense of indifference.

However, the atmosphere at the women's table was less harmonious. The absence of the hostess was the main issue. The elder matriarch was seated with the senior members at another table, engaged in her own social circle, leaving this table without a female host.

It was understandable that Yu Lian was occupied in the kitchen, attending to the preparations.

But the women present couldn't comprehend why Mrs. Chen wasn't present.

"One would think that as the wife of the elder son and the mother of the children, she should be the lady of the house, regardless if we're in the countryside or the city, right? Today is her family's feast, yet she hides in her room and doesn't come out to meet us. Does she look down on us, or is there something wrong with her mind?"

Aunt Tofu tried to mediate, "Let's not speak so harshly. I saw her earlier at the butcher's with her daughter-in-law. Maybe she's just tired from the trip there and back."

The woman who had raised the issue rolled her eyes. "I heard the young miss has quite an impressive background, from a Marquis's household. Wouldn't she be more delicate than someone her age? It's quite rare to see someone of her age acting so overly sensitive. I think she simply looks down on us!"

"You all saw her by the river while doing laundry, didn't you? She stood apart and didn't even bother to greet us. It's rather off-putting."

The two granddaughters-in-law from Second Uncle's family, who were also dining nearby with their children, chimed in with their opinions. However, Mrs. Chen's continued absence was indeed improper. Her behavior by the river had already left a sour taste in some of the women's mouths, and now, their discomfort was exacerbated.

With no other option, the granddaughter-in-law of Second Master was forced to fetch Yu Lian from the kitchen, hoping she could devise a solution. In the countryside, news spread like wildfire, and if Mrs. Chen's reputation wasn't salvaged today, the entire village would know by tomorrow that she looked down on country folk and held them in contempt.

Chapter 38: Satisfaction

◎Father, take us to the town to buy some things.◎

Yu Lian had never experienced this before. She thought her mother-in-law was having her meal in the courtyard and wondered why she hadn't come out yet. With Little Guo'er in tow, she first greeted those who were eating, then placed her by the old lady's side to have her eat with her.

The elderly matriarch was wise and perceptive. Even if she wasn't paying attention to what was happening, she could still guess from the situation. A quick glance showed that Mrs. Chen, her daughter-in-law, had not come out, and she knew what had transpired.

She sighed.

Back when her son was young and wanted to marry Mrs. Chen, she had been against it. It wasn't because of prejudice or a desire to control her son's life, but rather because she had seen through Mrs. Chen's incapability from the start. Her delicate nature resembled a fragile white flower that needed constant care and protection. The East Yuan Marquis House could certainly afford such a woman, but as the Lady of the House, one would at least expect some resilience, wouldn't they?

Prosperous times might hide flaws, but in times of crisis, if the head of the family couldn't handle matters, how could the entire clan prosper?

But her son had always been a strong-willed and decisive person. If he liked someone, he would be willing to marry them, and his overconfidence made him believe that nothing bad would happen to his family. He protected her well, but when trouble struck, it became apparent. From the whole family being thrown into prison, Hua'er's execution, and now their return to the countryside, her behavior had only caused disappointment. All she did was cry and shed tears, unable to lend any assistance; she was more of a hindrance than a help. If not for her inherently good nature and concern for the family, the old lady would have urged her to leave and stay in the city, sparing her suffering and sparing herself the headache.

Despite these thoughts, it wouldn't be proper to scold her daughter-in-law in front of so many people. She had to preserve her dignity and find ways to support her. After Yu Lian called for someone, she took Mrs. Chen's hand and led her into the courtyard.

The old lady's lips twitched. Was she crying again? Crying on such a joyous day? Her eyes were slightly red beneath the lids, a sign that would go unnoticed by most, but not by her as a mother-in-law.

Yu Lian felt helpless too.

When she entered, she found her mother-in-law sitting by the bed, chatting with Aunt Mei. As a concubine in this household, Aunt Mei didn't hold a formal position, and her rural upbringing had filled her with grievances. Mrs. Chen, being the legitimate mother, had a gentle temperament, so Aunt Mei would often confide in her. The two women talked in the room, one complaining while the other shed silent tears. Yu Lian quickly intervened, urging her mother-in-law to leave the room and persuading Aunt Mei to come out for some food, lest she go hungry.

As the three women emerged, the other ladies at the table turned their attention, curious and speculative. Some even snorted and turned away, mostly directed at Mrs. Chen, who seemed to look down on them and was thus disliked.

Rural women tended to be more practical. They admired straightforward and capable women, and they didn't take kindly to someone like Mrs. Chen, who appeared delicate and fragile, as if she had never done any manual labor. Even if she tried to engage with them sincerely, few would genuinely warm up to her; it would take time to build a relationship.

Yu Lian gently took her mother-in-law's hand and sat down, while Aunt Mei hesitated for a moment. Back in the capital, she wouldn't have dared to sit beside the head of the household. However, fearing judgmental glances, she mustered the courage and sat down.

Yu Lian fetched a set of chopsticks and a clean bowl for her mother-in-law, placing a half-filled bowl of rice before her and using public chopsticks to pick some vegetables, encouraging her to eat first.

Mrs. Chen looked down at the food, hesitated, then picked up a leaf of vegetable, taking a small bite and chewing slowly. It took her a long time to swallow, but she didn't take a second bite.

The women around the table watched her eat with growing impatience, almost wishing they could finish her meal for her. How could anyone eat so slowly? At this rate, by the time she finished her meal, everyone else would have had seconds. With such a pace, could she even manage the hard work in the countryside?

Yu Lian smiled warmly and greeted each person individually. In the days since arriving in Upper County Village, the family had stayed indoors at Second Uncle's house, and his family, following his instructions, had kept their mouths shut about the family's affairs. Thus, the villagers knew little about them, only that they had once been powerful and wealthy, beyond their wildest dreams.

However, based on her admirable conduct by the riverbank that afternoon, Yu Lian had already made a good impression, laying a foundation for her reputation. Moreover, the fact that she was willing to assist in the kitchen, even if she didn't actively socialize in front of others, earned her additional respect. They perceived her as industrious and less detached, which was certainly a positive trait.

Unfortunately, Mrs. Chen suffered in comparison. In the shadow of her daughter-in-law, she became a tragic foil. Her appearance and temperament were never favored by rural folk, who perceived her as weak and frail. No matter how beautiful she was, no one would consider her as a suitable wife to bring into their home. With such pretenses and inability to work or manage household affairs, what was the point? It was not practical at all.

Under the table, Yu Lian gently squeezed her mother-in-law's hand. She had already spoken to her privately in the room, urging her to behave with grace and not seek praise, but simply to avoid giving the impression of arrogance or disdain.

Mrs. Chen dabbed her lips and managed a smile, having grown accustomed to life as the lady of the mansion in the rear courtyard of the Marquis's residence. Throughout her life, she had been granted every desire and avoided every distaste with ease. She mingled only with influential noblewomen and had often accompanied her husband to imperial court banquets where they indulged in the finest delicacies, wore the most luxurious garments, and socialized with the most reputable figures. Never in her wildest dreams did she imagine herself sitting at such a crude wooden table one day, facing a group of uncultured rural women. Yet here she was, striving to present a favorable impression, all in the hope that they would refrain from spreading any ill words about her.

At this thought, Mrs. Chen's nose tingled, and her heart swelled with a sour sensation, accompanied by an inexplicable sense of grievance. She almost lost control and shed more tears, but thankfully, her daughter-in-law gently squeezed her hand, allowing her to barely hold back her emotions.

Her smile appeared strained as she softly spoke, "Today is our housewarming feast. I've troubled everyone to lend a hand. Let's enjoy a hearty meal."

Yu Lian understood that her mother-in-law was nearing the limits of her composure; any further, and she might shed tears in front of everyone. Yu Lian gently smiled and said, "Mother is right. Ladies, please enjoy your meal. When we build our new home, you're all welcome for an even grander feast. For now, let's make do with what we have."

Yu Lian's words immediately redirected the attention of the entire table, and they ceased their focus on Mrs. Chen.

She hastily replied, "Oh no, no need to exaggerate. With meat, eggs, and tofu on the table, it's already quite a spread! Haha, you young one doesn't know, back when we had to make do, our meals were entirely vegetarian, not a hint of meat or even lard. Just plain boiled vegetables, that's all. Today's fare is a blessing!"

Auntie Tofu inquired, "Are you planning to build a house? Could you tell us about the kind of house you'll be constructing?"

The women around the table were all curious but not overly surprised. It was true that this family had returned to the countryside in a state of decline, but they had once been prominent officials in the capital, with great wealth. Even in their current state, they still had some foundation to fall back on. The question was just how substantial that foundation was and what kind of house it could support.

"One of those elegant blue-brick tile houses like the landlord's in neighboring Da Yang Village? When I visit relatives there, I always pass by the landlord's place. Goodness me, every time I see it, I'm filled with envy. That courtyard is tall and spacious, so grand that you can't even see inside from the outside. Not like ours where anyone can glance in and see how many chickens we have or what the women are doing."

"It's said that blue bricks aren't cheap. Second Uncle is an old scholar who has saved quite a bit of money over his lifetime, but he doesn't dare build an entire courtyard with them. He only built half, didn't he, ladies?"

Second Uncle's two granddaughters-in-law blushed and smiled, "Grandfather is used to being frugal. Besides, as long as the house is livable, that's enough for us. We don't have the means for anything more."

Just as Yu Lian was about to speak, Mrs. Chen couldn't sit still anymore. She felt extremely uncomfortable and had reached her limit. Yu Lian had no choice but to explain to the others that her mother-in-law had caught a chill and wasn't feeling well, which was why she hadn't appeared earlier.

The women had lost interest in Mrs. Chen and were now solely focused on the type of grand house the Huas intended to build. They dismissed any concerns and Yu Lian asked Aunt Mei to take the food and Mrs. Chen inside to eat, away from the wind.

Turning back to the women, Yu Lian began to share her thoughts.

She was never one for flamboyance, preferring stability and prudence. She didn't exaggerate, simply stating that they would likely use blue bricks, but the exact size and design of the house were yet to be determined, depending on her father-in-law and grandmother's wishes.

"Our family may have been wealthy in the past, but in our current situation... I hope you won't laugh at us, aunts and sisters-in-law, but we're clueless in the countryside. We don't know how to farm, grow vegetables, raise chickens or ducks, or even do laundry or cook. Everything is new to us. If we don't know how to do anything, how will we survive? Therefore, even though we can manage for now, we dare not be careless. We hope that you all can kindly guide us through these challenges and help us settle into a smooth rhythm of life. As for the size of the house, we haven't really thought about it."

Although they hadn't said it out loud, the women had already mentally separated the Huas from themselves, regarding them as fallen nobles. Even in their adversity, they were still noble, with the means to build a blue-brick tile house, which would still make them appear more prosperous than the humble country folk. Their lives would surely be better.

But upon hearing Yu Lian's words, they suddenly realized the truth in her statement.

They were all accustomed to their luxurious life in the capital, with servants attending to their every need. They knew nothing about rural work. So, even if they lived in a large house, how could that sustain them? They would eventually exhaust their resources. Basic skills like farming, cooking, sewing, and raising livestock were essential. If they couldn't manage these, how could they survive in the long run?

Reflecting on this, they found solace in their own humble abilities. Even without a life of wealth, they at least knew how to farm and wouldn't starve.

This realization brought a sense of superiority mixed with empathy. Human nature is peculiar; once one establishes a sense of superiority, hostility fades, and they offer comfort instead. They began advising Yu Lian and offering to teach her various skills.

Some offered to teach her vegetable gardening, others promised to send their husbands to instruct her father-in-law in farming, while some suggested she learn more about raising chickens, ducks, and pigs – it would always come in handy, and they might even get a few eggs for free.

"As for the house, there's no rush. Although it's a bit worn out, it's still livable. You can clean it up and stay here comfortably for years. More importantly, you should learn the rural way of life. You can't keep hiring servants as you did before, right?"

Yu Lian smiled and replied, "Of course not. Now that we're here, we must embrace the spirit of self-reliance – working hard to provide for ourselves. We should spend less money and be more diligent."

The villagers appreciated such sentiments, valuing industriousness. One asked, "What do you mean by self-reliance?"

Yu Lian explained, "It means doing everything on your own, not bothering others or paying for help. If you can do something yourself, do it. You take care of yourself, just like everyone does here in their daily lives."

The women were surprised. "Huh? There's actually such a saying? We've been doing this for ages... Now that you mention it, there seems to be some logic behind it."

Putting aside other aspects, after one meal, Yu Lian had familiarized herself with the women at the table and gained insight into their personalities. Her humorous and flattering remarks, combined with her patience and humility, won their hearts. By the end of the meal, they eagerly offered to help clean up, chatting with her as they worked.

Mrs. Chen, hidden in her room, listened to the commotion outside and sighed. Her daughter-in-law was so capable, while she felt so inadequate, unable to adapt to the situation... Her feelings were mixed, complicated.

She couldn't help but admire Yu Lian's ability to fit in any situation, conversing easily with people from all walks of life. The food that had been brought in had already grown cold on the table, but Mrs. Chen didn't touch it. She wasn't accustomed to sharing a pot with so many outsiders.

Once the area was cleaned up, Yu Lian stood at the door with Little Guo'er, bidding farewell to the guests. The villagers carried away the tables and chairs, along with their cooking utensils, satisfied after a hearty meal and pleasant conversation.

Turning back, she saw her father-in-law slumped on the table, his face flushed with alcohol. The twins, having had their fill, were chasing ants in the courtyard. Yu Lian lifted them each by the hand and brought them before her father-in-law to rouse him to return indoors.

As the twins struggled and called out "mean sister-in-law," the younger one suddenly remembered something. "Sister-in-law, but we don't have any blankets."

Yu Lian rubbed her forehead, realizing she had been so preoccupied that she overlooked this crucial detail. They could borrow firewood, rice, oil, salt, and furniture, but not bedding. In these times, cotton was expensive, and cotton cloth was no bargain either. Who would have extra blankets to lend? Most families patched and mended their single blanket, adding layers when it became too thin or hard.

Though it was spring, the temperature dropped significantly at night. Moreover, being near the river, the strong winds and dampness made it even colder.

She pondered for a moment before gently rousing her father-in-law. "Father, take us to the town to purchase some necessities."

Chapter 39 - Preparations

◎It's so tough being a young lady-in-law◎

Hua Zhan felt a bit dizzy, not really drunk. Back in his military days, he could down several vats of celebratory wine with his comrades without any issue. Even if half a gallon entered his stomach, it wouldn't be considered excessive. However, after being ill for so long, his body had become unaccustomed to such indulgence. Once the gathering dispersed and the noise subsided, the pain returned, prompting him to lean on the table for a moment's respite.

Upon hearing his daughter-in-law's words and the boys repeatedly calling out "Dad, Dad," which gave him a headache, he rubbed his temples and asked her what was going on.

Yu Lian repeated, "Dad, we don't have any blankets."

The twins chimed in, clapping their hands, as if the lack of blankets was a cause for joy. Their real excitement stemmed from the prospect of riding in their father's carriage and accompanying him to play outside in the town.

Hua Zhan: "..."

Seeing that her father-in-law seemed unwell, Yu Lian went to the kitchen to prepare a bowl of ginger soup for him. Lighting the fire proved to be quite a challenge, requiring numerous attempts before she finally succeeded. The process left her covered in soot, but at least she had gained some experience and knew how to start a fire. Now, she could manage it herself the next day, ensuring they wouldn't go hungry.

After Hua Zhan drank the makeshift ginger soup, Yu Lian accompanied Mrs. Chen and helped her husband wash his face. Seeing that he looked more refreshed, Hua Zhan drove the carriage, taking his daughter-in-law and the two boys to the town.

It was already late, and since they weren't there for leisure, there was no time to dawdle. They didn't bring additional help, but despite their young age, the boys could carry bags and serve as labor. With their father present, they wouldn't dare to rebel or disobey.

Leaving the Hua family's residence, they had to pass through almost half the village. Many people saw the Hua family's carriage leaving, and some were curious. Didn't they just finish the hotpot feast today? Now that the sun was almost setting, what could they be doing with the carriage?

A man who had drunk with Hua Zhan earlier spotted him from afar and ran over, shouting, "Blockhead, Blockhead, where are you going at this hour?"

Hua Zhan held the reins expressionlessly. "…Buying some household items."

"I see… Take it easy then." The man looked at the Hua family's carriage with envy. Many villagers thought similarly: no matter how poor they were, they still had a carriage, which was impressive. Even the wealthiest village chief and Second Uncle didn't have one. The village chief's ox cart was already quite a sight, let alone a horse-drawn carriage.

Seated at the front of the carriage, Hua Zhan accepted the villagers' envious gazes. He himself wasn't affected much, but he couldn't help feeling a tinge of sadness. Country folk were simple and unworldly, owning little and knowing less. A carriage could make them so envious; if they knew about the extravagant lifestyles of the officials and nobles in the capital, wouldn't they feel a great disparity?

No matter how the ruling regime justified itself with benevolence, it couldn't change the fact that the common folk lived in hardship. These were issues he had barely noticed when he was in the capital, but now, living as one of the villagers, with a local nickname, sharing meals and drinks, being surrounded by conversation, he could truly understand.

But what did it matter now? He had become a man of the mud, his eldest son gone, and his ambitions crushed. His former aspirations were gone, even if he knew about the situation, he lacked the power to change it.

Hua Zhan nodded to his fellow villagers and flicked the whip, urging the horse to head out of the village.

However, after traveling only twenty or thirty meters, a hurried, panting voice called out from behind, "Uncle Blockhead, Uncle Blockhead, why didn't you wait for me…?"

Hua Zhan stopped and turned around. It was Sanshu.

Sanshu stood before the carriage, wiping sweat from his forehead, and said, "Uncle Wooden, why didn't you tell me you were going to town? I'll drive for you."

"Look at you, you've had quite a bit of wine today, at least half a catty. Just sit in the carriage and rest; I'll take care of it."

Hua Zhan felt in his pocket, finding it empty. With a wooden expression, he said, "I'm out of silver..."

In other words, he had no money to hire Sanshu as a coachman.

His household's finances were controlled by his daughter-in-law. The last time he had money to give to Sanshu was when she provided the silver, which was left over after paying taxes and handling land deeds.

In the carriage, Yu Lian listened to her father-in-law's words, feeling a tinge of surprise in her heart. She never imagined that a man like her father-in-law, who had long been accustomed to wielding great power as a marquis, would candidly admit his lack of silver coins to a humble commoner in a countryside setting.

Admitting one's misfortune with grace during adversity is no small feat, especially in front of a person who once held a significantly lower status.

Outside the carriage, San Shu waved his hand and said, "Uncle Wood, I don't want silver. Your two hundred copper coins today are more than enough. It's long been sufficient. I simply love carriages and driving them. Please give me a chance to drive."

Hua Zhan met his gaze, the young man's eyes pleading, his expression simple and unassuming.

He nodded and retreated into the carriage. Sanshu burst into joyful laughter and promptly leaped onto the carriage. With a flourish, he cracked his whip in the air, exclaiming, "Giddyap!"

quite a few villagers had witnessed the scene. The women were relatively unfazed, but quite a few men envied Sanshu. Unfortunately, they couldn't drive a carriage, or they would have loved to give it a try, even if it was free, just for the prestige of sitting atop it.

Exiting the village, at a fork in the road, an elderly couple running a tea stall were preparing to close up shop. Upon seeing the carriage, they asked, "Sanshu, driving again? Where are you headed this time?"

They were also villagers from Shangyi Village, but the couple had sought refuge there during their youth. Though they were accepted into the village, without any land to their name, they could only make a living by selling tea from their stall.

This same couple had helped relay the message when Yu Lian and her family first arrived.

In town, Sanshu skillfully guided the carriage to the most affordable shops. Some proprietors, seeing that they had come in a carriage, assumed they were easy targets and quoted high prices. Fortunately, with Sanshu's local knowledge, he negotiated lower prices, allowing them to purchase everything they needed at a bargain.

Yu Lian didn't buy everything at once. She had a clear plan in mind before coming, knowing exactly what to buy and how much money to allocate. For example, she planned one quilt for her parents, one for her grandmother, one for the twin brothers, and as Guo'er was small and a girl, she could share with either her mother or Aunt Mei. With two additional quilts, they would have five in total, but to prepare for any unforeseen circumstances, she bought an extra one as a backup, making it six. As for sheets, four would suffice.

She chose a fabric made from fine cotton and coarse linen, a material specifically designed for quilts and favored by those with slightly better means. Pure fine cotton tended to pill and wasn't durable, while silk was unaffordable and not suitable for common folk. Pure coarse cloth was rough on the skin and didn't provide warmth. This blend of cotton and linen was both durable and gentle on the skin, with soft and fluffy cotton filling that could last for years.

Despite its affordability, this fabric was still expensive, and not many villagers could afford it. The shopkeeper was delighted when Yu Lian requested so many, and she seized the opportunity to haggle, managing to shave off only a couple of copper coins but securing a few wooden pillows and fine cotton pillowcases as extras. The pillowcases were scraps, with varied patterns and some stains, but Yu Lian accepted them all with a smile.

She also purchased three bolts of fine cotton fabric and two of coarse cloth, planning to have her mother-in-law help make clothes when they returned home. The ready-made clothing in the shop was priced comparably to a bolt of fine cotton, and those with intricate embroidery were even more costly. A bolt of fabric could yield at least two adult robes, making it a more economical choice.

After that, they visited the general store to stock up on firewood, rice, oil, and salt. Since they didn't raise pigs, they lacked lard, which was difficult to store. The store sold vegetable oil, which, due to the primitive technology at the time, was laboriously ground by hand, resulting in low yields and high prices.

Yu Lian gritted her teeth and purchased a string of coins, using it to buy basic necessities like firewood, rice, oil, and salt without further elaboration. Most importantly, she ordered a large iron pot and a hearth from the blacksmith's shop – these were custom-made items. The iron pot used for the warming house feast today was borrowed from her second uncle's family; although they kindly lent it for a few days, it ultimately had to be returned. Iron pots were valuable possessions.

Considering there was only one cooking hearth, Yu Lian decided on a stove that could be used for boiling water or cooking porridge. This stove burned small, cylindrical pieces of charcoal. The pots were deep but shallow. She ordered two and arranged to collect them in three days, leaving after paying a deposit.

Hua Zhan remained silent throughout, standing behind his daughter-in-law and silently assisting with carrying the purchases. His two mischievous twin sons were eager to play, constantly fussing and wanting to explore. They were drawn to vendors selling sugar-coated haws and street performers, unable to resist the allure of the crowd.

Busy selecting items and bargaining with the shopkeeper, Yu Lian had no time to manage the two rambunctious boys. Hua Zhan, unable to tolerate their antics any longer, dragged them back and gave each a stern look to quieten them down.

As the shopping continued and the number of items increased, the two men found themselves burdened with numerous goods. They carried firewood, rice, oil, and salt in their hands while a blanket was slung over their backs, and they even had to hold bowls and chopsticks in front of their chests.

Everything was loaded onto them, causing the boys to complain endlessly, close to tears.

"I wish we never came out! This is no fun at all! Big Sister-in-law is mean, treating us like servants! It's so unfair!"

"If I'd known, I wouldn't have come! We suffer, yet she doesn't even buy us sugar-coated haws! All she does is give orders!"

"When Big Brother gets back, I'm going to tell him! Big Sister-in-law is mean! She doesn't care about us!"

Yu Lian paused reflexively but didn't comment, stepping into the next shop instead.

Hua Zhan's deep voice rang out, "If you ever speak about your elder brother in front of your sister-in-law again, see how I deal with you. Treat her just as your brother treated you. What's wrong with carrying things? Don't you need the exercise? Behave yourselves..."

The father's lecture quieted the twins, who pouted slightly.

Not far away, Zhu Ying was struggling to keep up. The Marquis had a military background, and despite his current weakened state, he still possessed a keen sense of awareness. Zhu Ying had exerted himself to the limit just to follow without being detected.

No wonder his master found him nagging and yet still sent him on this mission. He was skilled in intelligence gathering, not particularly adept at anything else, but his agility was outstanding, making him a natural at reconnaissance and tailing.

Watching this, he sighed, wishing he could help carry the goods – Madam was truly having a hard time.

By the time they finished shopping, only a sliver of sunlight remained in the west, signaling the approach of nightfall. The streets were emptier, and some shops were beginning to close.

Sanshu drove the carriage over, assisting with loading the purchases. The twins, relieved of their burden, heaved a sigh of relief and grumbled, "There was a carriage right there, and you still made us carry everything! You did it on purpose to make our lives difficult!"

Sanshu lifted the boys into the carriage, followed by Yu Lian. Hua Zhan and Sanshu took their places at the front. Facing the twins' blazing, indignant gaze, Yu Lian smiled and said, "Yes, I did it on purpose. So what?"

The twins: "!"

With a fierce cry, the two lunged forward, intent on "revenge," but Yu Lian effortlessly pinned their heads down, leaving them immobilized. The carriage then echoed with their muffled cries of frustration and helplessness as they struggled under their elder sister-in-law's grasp.

Hua Zhan chuckled softly.

By the time the sky had turned pitch black, they finally reached the village entrance. At this point, Sanshu returned to his own home, leaving Hua Zhan to drive the carriage back on her own.

In the yard, the elderly matriarch sat on a stool, awaiting the return of her son and granddaughter-in-law. Taking advantage of their absence, she called Mrs. Chen aside for a private conversation.

Chapter 40 - Stability

◎ Tomorrow, I'll write to our master. ◇

"I understand that you've never experienced such hardship before and may find it hard to adjust. But look at your mother and Hua'er. Your mother comes from an esteemed family, and Hua'er was born in the household of a national duke. Neither of us had a background inferior to yours. Has anyone seen us wallowing in self-pity or locking ourselves up in our rooms?

"As the saying goes, one's actions should befit their status. We are no longer the East Yuan Marquis's household, and neither am I the mother of the marquis nor are you his wife. Now, we are simple villagers, even less privileged than ordinary folk. You must remember to put aside your former airs and see yourself as a common villager's wife. Only then can you lead a fulfilling life here and survive in this countryside.

"Your mother was once ignorant about the lives of rural folk and their daily activities, and I'm sure Hua'er was too. But since we've come here, I've realized that rural living is not as straightforward as it seems. There's prosperity in the capital, and wisdom in the countryside. These neighbors have both admirable and unappealing qualities. Regardless, since you've chosen to settle here, you need to adapt, learn their way of life, and interact with them. You can't hold onto your airs as the lady of the marquis's house, disdainful of everything. Otherwise, you won't be able to make a life here, and it will affect the entire family.

"Think about it, you're Zhan'er's wife, my daughter-in-law, Hua'er's mother-in-law, and Guo'er's grandmother. To the villagers, you are the head of this family. If you don't show kindness, they might think our family is incompetent. This could lead to strained relationships and lack of support when we need it. We're new here, still trying to figure things out. If we alienate the villagers, how can we expect a comfortable life in the future?

"Hua'er may have left, but you still have Hua'er, Xing'er, Yan'er, and Guo'er as your children. As their mother, it's not appropriate for you to rely solely on Hua'er, hiding in your room to mourn. Isn't that right?"

The old lady had intended to speak more harshly, but seeing Mrs. Chen's frail appearance, she softened her words. On one hand, she didn't want to embarrass her daughter-in-law, respecting her age and wanting her to come to her own realization. On the other hand, being older, she didn't know how long she had left. Constant comparisons between her and her granddaughter might upset Mrs. Chen, causing friction between them and potentially disrupting the harmony of the family.

"Yesterday, during the housewarming feast, you hid in your room and avoided everyone. It was Hua'er who had to coax you out. Even if I didn't overhear the whispers, I can imagine what people were saying. Have you considered their opinions?"

Mrs. Chen remained silent since the beginning of the conversation.

As night fell and the courtyard grew chilly, Eldest Aunt Mei, sensing that Lady and Grandmama needed to speak privately, wisely took Little Guo'er inside to sweep the floor, deliberately choosing the nearest room so they could eavesdrop.

Mrs. Chen, at last, whispered softly, "Mother... I never expected this."

"They talk loudly and crudely, eat without using serving chopsticks, with so many people around... I...

"Our servants would never behave like that. It's simply disrespectful."

Grandmama frowned. "This is the countryside, this is the life of common folk! Where did you leave your ears when I was talking to you earlier? You're not a lady of the manor now, we have no servants, so what rules are there to uphold?"

"Your gentle nature has persisted since your youth. Your husband pampered you, and as your mother, I couldn't intervene too much. But back then, we were an aristocratic household, with your spouse wielding power and your son's future boundless. You had the luxury to indulge your inclinations without much consequence. However, circumstances have changed, and if you continue like this..."

As she spoke, the sound of a carriage echoed from outside the courtyard gates. The twins' chattering voices could be heard, calling out to their grandmother and mother. They squealed in complaint, accusing their eldest sister of mistreating them and rushing in to report the injustice.

The elderly matriarch heaved a sigh of relief and shook her head. "Well, that's enough for today. I am too old to oversee everything. You must reflect on this and not remain in ignorance."

She attempted to rise, but due to her age, sitting on the low stool for too long made her feel dizzy and weak. Mrs. Chen promptly rose to support her. The courtyard door opened, revealing Hua Zhan stepping down from the carriage, unloading its contents. As the twins tried to dash in, Yu Lian caught hold of their collars, enlisting their help with the chores.

The twins protested loudly, shouting into the courtyard, "Grandmother, Mother, look! This is how our sister bullies us. She makes us work like laborers all the way here, treating us as mere servants. It's too wicked!"

The matriarch replied, "Is that so?"

The twins, with teary eyes, looked at their grandmother from afar, hoping she would reprimand their elder sister-in-law and stand up for them.

Yu Lian turned around and called out to her grandmother. She pinched her own arm and said, "Lian'er is tired..."

The matriarch quickly waved her hand. "Come here, let grandmother have a look. Don't work too hard. Let the two boys carry it themselves. You're a girl, your hands shouldn't become rough. Quickly come inside and have a drink of water. Grandmother wants to talk to you."

The twins were speechless.

The two boys stood there, stunned and furious. They shouted loudly for their grandmother.

Yu Lian smiled, patted their heads, and encouraged them to do their best. Then, she gracefully entered the courtyard.

The twins grew even more enraged, wanting to chase after her for revenge. Their father called out from behind, "Hurry up and continue carrying."

"..."

As Yu Lian went in, Mrs. Chen had already gone into the house to pour water. The water was what Yu Lian had boiled earlier, a ginger soup for her father-in-law. It still carried a hint of ginger flavor, but it was no longer hot. It was stored in a large earthenware jar and poured into a bowl, where the clear water took on a slight yellowish tinge from the ginger.

Yu Lian expressed her gratitude without any sign of disdain, saying "Thank you, Mother," before dividing the broth into several sips.

The matriarch held her granddaughter-in-law's hand and inquired about the trip. "What did you purchase? Did anyone give you trouble along the way?"

Yu Lian recounted everything. "In the countryside, some people were cautious when they saw our carriage, assuming we were from an influential family. On the road, we encountered the uncle and auntie who sold tea when we entered the village; they only asked a few casual questions. Some shop owners, upon seeing the carriage, assumed we had money and quoted higher prices. Eventually, I asked Brother Sanshu to park the carriage further away, and let Yan'er and Xing'er help carry the goods. They truly exerted themselves today."

"Grandmother, considering we only have one stove, I thought it best to buy an additional heating furnace. It's a bit more expensive but practical. It will be useful for boiling water, cooking porridge, or preparing medicine for Father. Otherwise, using just one pot for cooking would be too slow."

The matriarch patted Yu Lian's hand and smiled warmly. "Lian'er, you've thought this through. It's remarkable how you've become so meticulous, despite not knowing much before. Your father entrusting you with the land deed indicates his trust in you managing the household. I'm old, your mother is gentle, and Yan'er, Xing'er, and Guo'er are still young. In the future, you can handle household matters on your own without needing to inform me of every detail. Grandmother believes in you."

Yu Lian held the matriarch's hand, resting her head on her arm affectionately. She felt content and smiled, saying, "We're a family, so there's no concept of who's in charge. We discuss everything together, even small matters. Sharing them with you, Grandmother, brings me comfort."

The matriarch laughed joyfully. Even seeing her two grandsons struggling with heavy bags didn't evoke her sympathy. The twins threw their loads inside, stomping angrily as they left for another round.

They decided not to speak to their older sister or grandmother for at least ten days; they would treat them as "enemies"!

Mrs. Chen was concerned about her sons, but as she stood by the courtyard entrance, ready to lend a hand, her husband called her to help with arranging the newly purchased blankets on the bed. Forgetting about her sons, she wiped her hands and entered the house.

The twins: "..." Father is also an enemy!

Aunt Mei and Little Guo'er were still in the room, assisting in moving the bedding inside. There were three rooms with three beds in total. In the largest main room, an additional small bed was set up. It was made by placing a wooden board across two long benches, topped with straw as a mattress. Now that they had purchased new bedding, they spread out a sheet, added pillows, and covered it with quilts, transforming it into a makeshift bed.

This idea came from Second Uncle, as some villagers, being poor and with many children, often resorted to such methods when space was insufficient. The makeshift bed was not much different from a real one, just narrower and easier for a child to fall off.

Mrs. Chen, while laying out the bedding, couldn't help but shed tears at the sight of the simple arrangement. Afraid that her mother-in-law might see her crying again, she quickly wiped away her tears.

Once everything was moved inside, Hua Zhan guided the carriage into the courtyard. This was no easy task, given the limited space and narrow entrance. The carriage was almost as wide as the gateway, and any misalignment could result in scraping against the walls or getting stuck. He used two wooden planks at an angle to assist the entry, carefully maneuvering the carriage inside while keeping a watchful eye on both sides.

Inside the house, the women and children were busy organizing their purchases. The twins, after carrying in the items, immediately refused to do any more work. They plopped onto the ground, massaging their arms and complaining loudly about their aches. This time, they were determined not to continue.

Yu Lian was well aware that today had pushed the two young lads to their limits, and forcing them further would risk rebellion. She chose not to press on and instead called out for Little Guo'er and Aunt Mei, leading them in methodically sorting through the items. They placed what was needed in the kitchen into the kitchen, bedroom items in their respective bedrooms, and what belonged in the parlour found its place there. Although it appeared to be an overwhelming quantity of things, under their efficient hands, everything was neatly arranged in no time.

Yu Lian looked around and sighed, "There's still much to acquire. We'll gradually gather these items over time."

"Let's not rush that. After the light lunch and your trip this afternoon, you must be hungry. We still have some eggs and vegetables left. Aunt Mei, please go to the kitchen and cook some noodles."

Madam Mei was once trained in dance, and upon entering the nobleman's mansion later on, how could she have possibly learned to make noodles? In the early days of her arrival at the mansion, in an attempt to win the favor of the Lord, she feigned culinary skills a few times by wandering around the kitchen, claiming that she would prepare a soup for him. In truth, it was the servants who had actually done all the cooking; she merely stepped in at the end to taste and ensure its quality. Her experience extended only as far as witnessing the servants chopping ingredients and tossing them into the pot – beyond that, she was utterly clueless about the art of cooking.

She felt somewhat hesitant, but with a slight pout, she still made her way down.

Yu Lian said, "It's too late now, let's just forget it. I brought some steamed buns and dumplings from the town, we can make do with them tonight and cook a proper meal tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, Aunt Mei returned, "Hua'er's wife makes a good point."

The old lady couldn't bear to hear the name 'Hua'er'. It was a sore spot for the entire family, as it might evoke sadness in her granddaughter-in-law and Mrs. Chen. They had long stopped mentioning Hua'er at home. She grumbled, "Doesn't Lian have a name?"

Aunt Mei, who feared the old lady the most, replied meekly, "I understand, ma'am."

Yu Lian placed the buns and cakes on the table, inviting everyone to eat. She herself wasn't particularly hungry at night, so she picked up a vegetable-filled bun, sipped water, and slowly nibbled on it, deep in thought about a serious matter. While not overly materialistic, she still had aspirations and desires.

At the very least, she wanted a comfortable life, one that justified her elaborate plan to marry into this family and then escape across great distances for survival.

Living was easy; one could survive on simple meals and water. But the challenge lay in how to live. She didn't want a life of mere sustenance nor did she seek riches and glory. A simple life as a country landowner would suit her just fine.

As the family ate, the twins, who were still sulking on the ground, decided to sever ties with their grandmother, elder sister, and father. However, after working hard all the way, they were famished. The aroma was too tempting, and they ended up eating several buns and cakes each before they felt satisfied.

After the meal, they washed their hands and faces in the courtyard, rinsed their mouths, and returned to their rooms to prepare for sleep, sparing the oil lamps from unnecessary use.

When it came to allocating rooms, they encountered a problem. There were three rooms with three beds – one large bed and one small bed in the main room, adding up to four beds in total. However, there were eight people. Hua Zhan and Mrs. Chen were husband and wife, thus should share a bed, and the old lady, being the eldest, should occupy the main room.

The elder matriarch continued, "Yu Lian is still a young maiden. She deserves her own space, so let her have her own room." Yu Lian was touched by this arrangement; she hadn't expected the elder matriarch to consider her needs. Originally, she planned to build a separate room for herself once the new house was completed. But with the current shortage of rooms, sharing a space with Little Guo'er seemed like the best option.

"Second Aunt Mei can sleep with Little Guo'er in the smaller bed, while Yan'er and Xing'er can either sleep with their grandmother or squeeze in with your parents."

The twins weren't keen on either choice. With tears in their eyes, they felt hopeless about their future. They were being used as labor by their sister-in-law, and the rest of the family seemed oblivious to their plight. Now, even their sleeping arrangements were becoming unbearable.

The elder matriarch suggested, "Or perhaps you could switch with Second Aunt Mei and Little Guo'er. You two can sleep in the small bed, while Second Aunt Mei, Little Guo'er, and I, this old woman, share a larger one."

Yu Lian replied, "Grandmother, that would be too crowded. Let Little Guo'er sleep with me."

The elder lady replied, "Yu Lian, your grandmother is old and can't do much else. I want to ensure that you're not troubled in these small matters as much as possible. Rest assured, don't refuse."

"When I was your age, I also longed for some personal space, where I could sew flowers and write little poems without disturbance. It was the epitome of freedom."

Yu Lian paused slightly before replying with a gentle smile, "I will follow your wishes, grandmother."

With that, the rooms were allocated. Yu Lian received her own chamber, and each family member returned to their respective quarters.

Looking at the darkened room, Yu Lian fell silent for a moment. She softly closed the door and then the windows. Lying on the hard bed with a wooden pillow, the fragrance of fresh straw filled the air, bringing an unexpected sense of comfort and stability to her heart.

This wasn't her first night back in the countryside, but it was the first spent in her own home. This would be where her family would settle from now on. There were many tasks awaiting them beyond this night. When she thought about it, the feeling was not one of distress, but rather a mix of anticipation and restless excitement.

The Hua household had extinguished their lamps, all sleeping soundly. Yet, on the roof, someone was feeding the mosquitoes, inwardly wailing in despair, silently shedding tears under the moonlight.

Resolving in her heart to write to her master tomorrow, she vowed to make sure he understood just how difficult her situation was. She would have to earn significant credit in the future to justify her struggles!