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Lin Jiaxin couldn’t be bothered to move, but when it came to women, it wasn’t appropriate for him to intervene. He trusted Lin Yuan’s abilities and thus didn’t come out.

The old village chief’s face now turned white and then red in quick succession. He had just spoken in favor of those people, and he hadn’t expected Laosan’s wife to bring over two heads of wilted cabbage and embarrass herself like this. Or perhaps, she did it on purpose to give Lin Yuan trouble!

During the warming of the pot ceremony, even ordinary relatives and friends wouldn’t just bring two wilted cabbages.

Not to mention that she was claiming to represent her in-laws.

According to custom, the in-laws should send various steamed pastries shaped like "Ingots" and "Shi Liu" symbolizing wealth and many children.

Clearly, Li Feng’e had come to cause trouble!

Li Feng’e was well aware of the customs for the warming of the pot, but her visit was an impromptu decision, and even if she had time to prepare beforehand, she didn’t have the money to buy white flour to make pastries for Little Disaster Star’s family.

These days, they were practically living on cornmeal buns and hadn’t seen meat for two months.

However, Little Disaster Star smelled the aroma of pork before she even reached the door.

Just then, Loudmouth and Lan Hua brought out freshly cooked meat dishes to the north room, and Li Feng’e’s eyes were glued to the fragrant, greasy dishes, her mouth almost watering.

Lin Yuan looked at her with an amused sneer. She remembered how, back at the old house during meals, Li Feng’e always complained about Lady Liu’s cooking, always saying the meat was too fatty and greasy. Who was it just now staring longingly at the big hunk of meat, wishing to gobble it all up?

Seeing that everyone was about to start eating, Lin Yuan couldn’t be bothered to waste words on her and called for everyone to head inside.

Li Feng’e saw everyone entering the house and shamelessly followed, but Lin Yuan stopped her at the doorstep, saying coldly, "Li Feng’e, I’ve made myself very clear just now.

Did you truly not understand, or are you just playing dumb?

Today is a joyous day for my family, and I don’t want to waste my time talking to you.

Go back where you came from; don’t bother our family here! "

Li Feng’e snorted, sensing that Lin Yuan didn’t want to escalate the situation. She steeled her resolve, risking it all, "Bothering you? Little Disaster Star, can’t you speak properly? I come to warm the pot for you out of respect, and here you are, putting on airs!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Yuan’s temper flared, for she hadn’t spoken a single offensive word. How did it become ’not speaking properly’ in Li Feng’e’s mouth?

Fine, since you say I can’t speak properly, I’ll speak in a way that isn’t proper!

Lin Yuan scoffed, pulled Li Feng’e by the arm into the north room, and deliberately said loudly in front of everyone, "Li Feng’e, I respect you as an elder and call you aunt, but you really go too far, taking advantage of your age and even insulting me as Little Disaster Star.

I’ve grown up with that nickname, so let it be.

But saying I can’t speak properly, what do you mean?

Don’t pretend that I don’t know when my family was poor, it was the folks here who helped us survive by sharing their meals with us. Where were you then, ’Auntie’?"

Lin Yuan crossed her arms and chuckled, "Oh, I remember now. Back then, you were busy scheming to sell us sisters off to make some money for yourself, weren’t you?

Li Feng’e, you can’t be like this, treating us like dirt to be cast off when we were poor, but now that we have money, you come crawling back with your face licked clean.

I’d like to ask, in what capacity are you here, exactly?

I still have that letter of disownment between our two families.

Shall I bring it out for you to see? Just in case you’ve forgotten, Consort Guiren, and still presume to act as my dear aunt! "