Li Guangyuan nodded haphazardly; after all, it was all excuses—whatever Lin Jiayi said was right.
Seeing how obedient Li Guangyuan was, Lin Jiayi’s mood instantly improved a lot.
"I tell you, we sold all our cooked food today. Those who bought it knew I was the Lin Family’s daughter and they all rushed to buy it. Plus, the old customers who have tasted our cooked food said it’s good, on par with the county’s Qin’s Cooked Food."
After finishing, she glanced at her sister-in-law behind her, "Isn’t that right, Dongmei? Didn’t they say so?"
Li Dongmei nodded in agreement, "Brother, they really said that. Knowing my sister-in-law and Qin Family’s daughter-in-law are sisters, they all said our cooked food tastes like Qin’s."
Li Guangyuan was noncommittal; he had tasted Qin’s Cooked Food and knew exactly how his family’s own tasted.
As they spoke, Li Hongmei came out of the house.
The moment Lin Jiayi saw Li Hongmei, her face instantly turned cold, "Why have you come back again?"
"Oh, sister-in-law, you are doing so well now that you don’t even acknowledge your own relatives?"
Lin Jiayi scoffed coldly, "I dare not acknowledge a relative like you. Let’s get one thing straight: the money at home was earned through the hard work of me and your brother. Even if you’re his real sister, you can’t cling to us to suck our blood dry. A married daughter is like spilled water; if you’re unhappy with your in-laws, just divorce. Don’t act like we owe you all the time."
Li Hongmei was so angry her chest heaved. Indeed, one cannot let this woman feel too powerful.
But then she remembered what her mother had said—the family business still relied on her—and she had to suppress her anger.
Old Mrs. Li came out of the house, "It was I who called Hongmei back. There are many things to do at home right now. Your sister-in-law is pregnant and it’s not convenient for her, so the more help the better. Hongmei, from now on, you’ll work with your sister-in-law; your brother and your sister-in-law won’t treat you unfairly."
Ever since Lin Jiayi returned from her parents’ house and brought out a secret recipe for cooked food, Old Mrs. Li’s attitude towards her had changed.
And since they had made money from selling the cooked food, there was no need to say anything else.
Lin Jiayi did not immediately agree, but instead looked towards Li Hongmei.
Ever since her sister-in-law got married, she hadn’t stopped meddling in the family affairs, accusing Lin Jiayi of hurting her, setting traps and making things difficult for her. If she didn’t make her stance clear today, Lin Jiayi wouldn’t easily let it go.
Li Hongmei, seeing her act so high and mighty, wanted to claw at her face, but in the end, she restrained herself.
"Sister-in-law, I was out of line before. Mother is right; you’re heavily pregnant and shouldn’t deal with this dirty and tiring work. We’ll do more work in the future, and you should rest up."
Only then did Lin Jiayi reveal a smile, "We’re one family; there’s no need to be so polite. But now that our business is doing well, we really should stock up more and prepare more cooked food. With you here, you can really help out."
Afterwards, she discussed the matter with Li Guangyuan.
Li Guangyuan hesitated. Cooked food was something everyone wanted fresh.
The villagers were not like city folk; no one had spare cash to eat cooked food every day.
The sales these days were good solely because they had just started this business. It was uncertain if they could continue selling as much in the long run.
Now that the weather was hot, any leftovers would easily spoil.
Cooked food was not like vegetables; if vegetables were left for an extra day, the worst would be they became wilted, but cooked food would change in taste.
Li Guangyuan had just shared his thoughts when Lin Jiayi interrupted him.
"How could it not sell? Ask Dongmei how good our business is. If we don’t strike while the iron is hot, when will we save enough to open a store? We surely can’t set up a street stall forever, can we?"
Li Dongmei also nodded in agreement.
It was too much suffering to sell things at a street stall. She longed to stand behind a counter as a shop assistant. How prestigious that would be.
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Switched Marriage The Coddled Little Wife