Reborn Fierce Wife: Young Marshal Slowly Coaxes Her

Yan Xin didn't chat much with Ouyang Dai.

After a few simple words, Yan Xin told the concierge's servant to hail a rickshaw and send Ouyang Dai away.

Ouyang Dai refused to give up and wanted to persuade Yan Xin, but Yan Xin turned and left.

"...Isn't this arrangement bad?" Ouyang Dai didn't understand Yan Xin's attitude.

Why is she so cold?

Ouyang Dai did not say that her source of confidence was her natal family, but only gave Yan Xin the impression of a "helpless widow", which was equivalent to putting a piece of fat on Yan Xin's lips.

Even if you are not hungry, you will be greedy and want to take a bite.

Fatty meat is actually fish bait. As long as Yan Xin bites her, she will take the bait.

Ouyang Dai thought to herself that she had no problem speaking and her attitude was sincere, so why was Yan Xin not tempted?

"Is she pretending not to care?" Ouyang Dai could only explain in this way.

The days ahead are long, so plan slowly.

How great would it be to be neighbors? The backyards of the two small bungalows were connected, so Jiang Siqiao had two homes - Ouyang Dai was not his concubine, but his other wife.

She is his sworn sister on the surface, and even if there are some rumors from others, she still has the endorsement of Yan Xin, the main wife.

Ouyang Dai and Yan Xin controlled him together, forbidding him from taking concubines, and kicked another young girl out; Yan Xin was young, so she naturally put her "sworn sister" first in everything.

The final result is that Ouyang Dai's actual status exceeds that of Yan Xin. She is not the head wife but she is above the head wife and the real person in power.

Even if an older woman loses control and falls in love, her considerations are very practical; while a young girl often doesn't know how to plan, and if she loses the opportunity, she can only become a lamb to be slaughtered.

Ouyang Dai knows that she has a soft and pleasant appearance and can easily gain the trust of others. This is her talent.

Who could refuse money from such a kind and gentle elder sister?

After Yan Xin saw off Ouyang Dai, she returned to the funeral and saw her sister-in-law and her fifth younger brother and sister sitting around. They had nothing to do at the moment.

"...that Ouyang Dai, what did she tell you?" asked the sister-in-law.

Yan Xin shook her head: "I didn't say anything."

The fifth sibling is young and has a bright personality: "She actually dares to challenge her. It's really impressive. Look at her, she is gentle and gentle. Isn't it true that people should not be judged by their appearance?"

Yan Xin: "Yes, a person's appearance cannot explain anything."

The fifth young lady glanced at her.

She said in her heart: The real person cannot be judged by appearance, it is you, Sister-in-law Xi. Who would have thought that a beautiful and charming woman like you has such good medical skills?

The fifth young master, Fu Rong, remembered that she had just entered the door and saw Sister-in-law Xi. She turned around and said to the fifth young master Jiang Huitong, "Sister-in-law Xi is so cute, doesn't she cry all the time?"

Almost a year after entering the house, Fu Rong found that Mrs. Xi would not cry. She is very opinionated, even better than the eldest wife.

——If we only talk about appearance, the world will misunderstand the beauty of the heart.

Just like Ouyang Dai, everyone sees her as delicate, quiet, kind and soft-hearted. But in fact, she dared to come to provoke Yan Xin.

Whether it's a human or a ghost, you can't tell from the skin.

"...Sister-in-law, Rongrong, please keep an eye on me. I'm going back to my room to rest for a while. I'm a little tired. If you need anything, send someone to call me." Yan Xin said.

The funeral in Jiang Mansion was relatively simple this time. The eldest man only stayed in mourning for ten days before being buried.

The democratic government did not allow filial piety to be observed. After the funeral, the funeral was over, and everything was settled, and the matter came to an end.

The children of the Jiang family took off their mourning clothes and lived a normal life.

Yan Xin is a little tired.

In addition to helping with the funeral arrangements, Zhang Yi and Ouyang Dai also made her mentally exhausted; she had just recovered from the gunshot wound, but her physical strength had not yet been restored.

Such hard work is very harmful to the body.

She was in a coma for several days and nourished herself every day.

Jing Yuanzhao visited her three times, staying one night each time before leaving; Zhang Nanshu also took the time to come and brought her a lot of bird's nests and ginseng.

Yan Xin's complexion gradually improved.

Jiang Mansion is discussing internally whether to separate the family.

Yan Xin did not participate in the discussion, she just listened to them and waited for them to get the results.

Listening and watching quietly, Yan Xin discovered that everyone was speaking incorrectly.

Except for the eldest young master, no one wants to separate the family. If their families are separated, their lives will be more difficult.

The one who least wants the family to be separated is the eldest wife.

Her own son did not come back, the old lady and the eldest man passed away, and she lost the authority to restrain the concubines.

She needed to have them all in the palm of her hand to control them.

In his previous life, Jiang Yunzhou was an official in Nancheng. The old lady had a lot of private money. The eldest lady knew that she could put a rope around the neck of every concubine and hold the thread in her hand.

She kicked out all the concubines to reduce the family's expenses and at the same time get filial piety money from each of them.

This is power.

After losing power, the eldest lady releases the bastards, which is like letting the birds go into the forest, and they can never be caught again.

As the eldest wife of Jiang Mansion, she is the only patriarch.

In the early years of the Republic of China, order had not yet completely collapsed. The "parent" was the authority and binding force. She was the greatest superior.

The eldest lady would never let anyone go.

After Yan Xin understood that the eldest lady's ideas coincided with hers, she didn't bother to take it to heart anymore. No matter how they argued, she didn't interrupt.

Two days later, Yan Xin was lying on a wicker chair in the Songxiang Courtyard, holding a small glutinous rice in her arms; Xiao Hei lay at her feet, one person and two dogs basking in the sun together.

The autumn sunshine is warm and comfortable.

Aunt Cheng, Feng Ma, and Ban Xia sat nearby, packing up the newly picked osmanthus, picking out the impurities bit by bit, and preparing to make osmanthus jam.

Bai Shuang was practicing boxing in the middle of the yard, sweat all over his face.

"The autumn harvest is coming soon." Mother Feng said, "I still have a few acres of paddy fields that are leased to farmers. After the autumn harvest, I have to collect the rent. I don't need money by then, just some new rice."

Then he said to Yan Xin, "Late rice is delicious."

Feng's mother's paddy field belongs to her son-in-law.

Since the eldest wife dealt with Sang Zhi and took advantage of Sang Zhi's family, Yan Xin sent Feng Ma's children away and asked them to make a living elsewhere.

The son-in-law's paddy field is now managed by Feng's mother. It is still leased to the previous farmers for cultivation and the rent is collected regularly.

"The late rice is used to make rice cakes, which are very fragrant, and then topped with osmanthus sauce." Mrs. Cheng also said.

Several people became happy.

Yan Xin listened, vaguely smelling the sweetness of rice cakes made from new rice, and couldn't help laughing.

She had almost never had such a warm and comfortable life in her previous life.

While they were discussing how to make delicious new rice, there was a knock on the courtyard door.

Bai Shuang stopped by and opened the door, and it was Cheng Sanniang who came.

Cheng Sanniang carried a basket filled with fresh osmanthus flowers, all with green leaves and branches, which were particularly beautiful and fragrant.

Seeing that they were also getting sweet-scented osmanthus, Cheng Sanniang smiled and said, "I'm late."

Yan Xin put down the glutinous rice and stood up to greet her: "It's not too late. We are making sweet-scented osmanthus sauce. Sister Cheng gave it to me. I put it on the dressing table in my bedroom. It will be fragrant for half a month."

Cheng Sanniang handed her the small and exquisite basket.

"I have something to discuss with you." Cheng Sanniang and Yan Xin sat down on the sofa in the living room. She got straight to the point, "It's a good thing."

"What good thing?" Yan Xinxiao asked.