The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket! novel Chapter 54

Chapter 54: Chapter 47, Slap in the Face_l

Seeing Aunt Lin and Yan Yishuang walk into the main courtyard, Daohua instinctively furrowed her brows.

Ever since the first day she saw her father’s concubine at the entrance of the County Governor’s Office, she had felt an innate dislike for her.

Whether it was her rushing to meet the old Madam Yan ahead of Madam Li, or her subsequent actions in the backyard, everything showed that beneath her frail appearance, she harbored restless ambitions.

Moreover, this woman had a penchant for playing the weakling, much like the white lotus and green tea characters in novels from her previous life.

When Aunt Lin noticed that Daohua and the others were present, her eyes flickered briefly before she came to the door with Yan Yishuang, smiled at Yan Wenxiu, acquired several rolls of cloth from the maid’s hands, and quickly stepped into the main room.

Daohua noted how her eldest brother casually nodded in response to Aunt Lin’s greeting, and her eyebrows twitched slightly.

Yan Yile, standing to the side, saw that Aunt Lin had even more cloth in her hands than they did, and immediately raised her eyes to look at Yan Yishuang, who was obediently standing beside Yan Wenxiu, her lips twitching.

Logically, if the eldest uncle were distributing based on the number of female family members, then they should have received the most cloth.

Indeed, the eldest uncle was blatantly biased towards Aunt Lin and her daughter.

Thinking of this, Yan Yile suddenly raised her eyes and looked at Daohua, sneering internally.

So what if her big sister was the eldest daughter of the Yan Family? Without the favor of their eldest uncle, she couldn’t even get her share of cloth for clothing.

Daohua, detecting the schadenfreude mixed with a hint of sympathy in Yan Yile’s gaze, sighed inwardly; children matured early in ancient times. Yan Yile was not yet eight years old, but her mind was already quite active.

Daohua no longer paid them any attention, focusing her attention inside the house.

After Aunt Lin had entered, everything seemed fine at first, but then, for some reason, Yan Zhigao suddenly emerged from the main room, furiously dragging a tearful Aunt Lin behind him.

Seeing this, all the younger persons waiting outside were startled.

However, Daohua had no particular reaction; she calmly watched her cheap father drag the fragile-looking Aunt Lin, thinking to herself that that woman certainly stirred up trouble.

While crying, Aunt Lin said, “My lord, I misspoke. I am but a lowly concubine, and Yishuang, who was born to me, is a mere concubine’s daughter and not fit to be compared to the eldest young miss.”

Yan Zhigao replied angrily, “Legitimate or not, in my eyes, they’re all the same. Don’t belittle yourself. Yishuang is inferior to no one. I’ll make myself clear today, whatever Daohua has in this house, Yishuang will have too.”

Madam Li, just stepping out of the room, stumbled upon hearing this. Had it not been for the support from the Sun Family and the Wu Family, who were right behind her, she would have nearly fallen to the ground.

When Daohua saw this, she quickly stepped forward, grabbing Madam Li’s exceptionally cold hand.

Looking at her mother, whose anger had turned her face pale, Daohua gazed indifferently at the father who was protecting his mistress in the courtyard.

Legitimate daughters and concubines’ daughters are the same, he said; where does that leave his lawful wife, who manages the household affairs painstakingly and brought a considerable dowry?

Yan Zhigao noticed Madam Li’s pallor and immediately realized that his words might have been too harsh. He moved his lips, wanting to say something, but his proud self-respect wouldn’t allow him to bow to his own wife, so he just stood there in a deadlock.

Seeing Yan Zhigao appear somewhat guilty, Aunt Lin bowed her head and continued to cry, “My lord, please don’t say such things. I am well aware of my low status and dare not harbor any extravagant hopes. Precious items like Fuguang Brocade are only fit for the eldest young miss to wear,

Yishuang…Yishuang is not worthy.”

Upon hearing this, any trace of guilt on Yan Zhigao’s face vanished instantly. Just as he was about to assert something again, Daohua spoke up.

“Aunt Lin, as a concubine of my father, I, as his daughter, should not be entitled to critique you. However, the way you repeatedly invoke ‘the eldest young miss’ in front of so many people, I’m quite curious to ask you where I have wronged you that you feel the need to take veiled digs at me at every turn?”

Aunt Lin’s lips moved, as if to explain something, but Daohua didn’t give her the chance.

“Also, I’m rather puzzled by what you just said. People say there is no mother who doesn’t love her children. Although the mother of my fourth sister is my own, you are her birth mother, and she has been raised by your side. How heartless must you be to disregard her feelings completely, to demean her so vociferously and relentlessly?”

Daohua glanced at Yan Yishuang, who stood there dumbfounded, and continued, “The father of my fourth sister is the County Magistrate of Linyi County; how is she not entitled to wear Fuguang Brocade?” Turning to Yan Yishuang, she asked, “These past years, has mother neglected your food and clothing?”

Because of Daohua’s question, everyone in the courtyard turned to look at Yan Yishuang.

Yan Zhigao, the person involved, was also full of shock, not even noticing that Aunt Lin at his side was about to fall apart. _{fɾēewebnσveℓ.com}