Chapter 109: Mother-Daughter Scheming

Chapter 109: Chapter 109: Mother-Daughter Scheming

A good dog doesn’t stand in the way!

Zhou Xiuer hadn’t even reacted when she was pushed and stumbled. By the time she regained her composure, there was no one in sight.

What did Wufu just say? Good dog...

Did she call her a dog?

Zhou Xiuer screamed, spun around to look, but where was Wufu? Where was that damned smelly hoof?

"Mother, Mother, did you hear that? Wufu, she insulted me by calling me, calling me..." Zhou Xiuer was so angry she hopped on her feet, her eyes rimming red.

Madam Lu was just as angry, how could she not have heard? Wufu’s mouth was becoming increasingly venomous, actually calling someone a dog?

"Mother, you must punish her severely, take revenge for me," Zhou Xiuer said, stomping her foot resentfully.

Madam Lu was gloomy, "Your second uncle is getting married in a few days, and it wouldn’t look good if we caused a scene now. Your grandma definitely won’t let us off easy."

Zhou Xiuer shrank her neck at the mention of her grandmother.

Her second uncle was getting married on the twelfth, and these days the house was busy with people either fixing up the bridal chamber or delivering wedding gifts, bustling with activity.

Almost every day, grandma would remind everyone in the household not to cause trouble that would bring shame to the family, warning that no matter who it was, they’d better not annoy her.

Thus, even though Zhou Xiuer lacked good judgement, she knew her grandmother was very anxious about her second uncle’s marriage and wouldn’t dare do anything outlandish.

But now, they hadn’t done anything — it was Wufu who started the name-calling.

The more she thought, the more she felt she was right. Zhou Xiuer pouted, "Mother, we were just standing here, minding our own business. We did nothing and Wufu insulted us. We’re in the right, grandma can’t blame us!"

"Don’t you know your grandma plays favorites? She won’t care who’s right or wrong if someone crosses her," Madam Lu said, her lips twisting in mockery.

Zhou Xiuer snorted, "Grandma favors uncle. Mother, after our second aunt moves in, will our main house even have a place to stand?"

Isn’t that the truth?

Madam Lu was also infuriated. She had deliberately given the Liang Family trouble before, hoping to break off the marriage, but instead they hurriedly made it happen. Why did Scholar Liang have to fall ill right now when he could have fallen ill any other time? They were doing this to counteract bad luck.

Counteracting bad luck, but it just so happened to be against their family’s. She didn’t know what her mother-in-law was thinking, still agreeing to this marriage. If all the luck was chased away and only bad luck remained in their house, she wanted to see how the old woman would regret it!

Madam Lu snorted, "Counteracting bad luck, how often does that turn out well? Just watch, if things don’t go well in the end, your second aunt’s reputation, heh."

Zhou Xiuer was quite confused, she didn’t inquire further. She was too lazy to delve into the affairs of adults, but Wufu...

"Mother, I heard from Eryun that a new servant girl appeared at Wufu’s home," Zhou Xiuer whispered, "Mother, they’re so poor, where could they get the money to buy a servant? Do you think it could be her father who found her?"

Servant girls, huh? Such things are not meant for peasant families like theirs; those are the trappings of a wealthy household. Aren’t all those young ladies accompanied by maids and servants?

She didn’t believe it, but Eryun had described it with such certainty and claimed to have seen it with her own eyes — a young girl, likely only around ten years old.

Therefore, she wondered if it could be Wufu’s father who found her because otherwise, where would they get the silver to support a servant?

"They would use a servant? Have they lost their minds? Where would they get the silver? As for Wufu’s father, it’s been over ten years without a single letter; he’s probably nothing but bones now!" Madam Lu said disdainfully.

"It’s what Eryun told me," Zhou Xiuer retorted.

After giving it some thought, Madam Lu said, "Let’s go to Aunt Fu’s home to deliver the cakes and say hello, then we’ll go home and tell your grandma about it!"

It might be true after all. Perhaps Ying Mei had hidden it well, concealing a large sum of money. If that was the case, when her youngest uncle married, she definitely couldn’t avoid contributing!

Zhou Xiuer’s eyes gleamed slightly. When it came to Wufu and her family, the calculating look in the eyes of the mother and daughter was identical.