After Becoming the Villain Mother-in-Law, I Launch My Redemption Arc Chapter 65: It’s Not Like You Won’t Get Married, Right?

Zhao Xiaohua was very excited, "Mom, you’re bound to earn a lot of silver this year."

Calmly, ng Yao set the copper coins aside, realizing that once again she would be the one supporting the family. She didn’t really want to; she just wanted to relax.

It seems fate wouldn’t give her that chance.

ng Yao ate the first dumpling, and soon everyone else started eating too.

Unfortunately, aside from ng Yao, no one else found anything in their first dumpling.

Even the usually composed Zhao Xiaoshu was now showing his childish nature, focusing intently on his dumplings.

Zhao Xiaohua filled a big bowl with dumplings, bit into one, found nothing, put it down, and then bit into another.

Persistence paid off, eventually, she found a copper coin in the last dumpling.

Zhao Xiaohua wanted to get more dumplings, but ng Yao gave her a stern look, "Finish what’s in your bowl first before getting more."

Zhao Xiaohua pulled back her chopsticks, knowing she could finish the dumplings with her appetite.

But finishing them would make her full.

"Mom~" Zhao Xiaohua pouted, "Can I save so for my noon al?"

"No leftovers." ng Yao insisted.

So bad habits are unacceptable.

What Zhao Xiaohua suggested seed fine, but in reality? By lunchti, she’d be eating sothing else, and then she’d feel uncomfortable again. A bit of pouting, more likely, would end up wasting food.

Though there’s no shortage now, ng Yao didn’t want to give her a chance to waste food.

In the end, Zhao Xiaohua obediently ate all the dumplings she had bitten into.

Everyone else also put down their chopsticks.

Zhao Xiaoshu didn’t find a copper coin, but he ate several dumplings stuffed with sugar chunks. The sweet and salty mix wasn’t actually pleasant, but he squinted with satisfaction as he ate them.

Because ng Yao told him that finding a dumpling with sugar ant the year would be sweet and happy.

Song Xiu’er found apricot chunks, dates, and longans.

The implication being the wish for fertility.

ng Yao knew Song Xiu’er’s inner pain and calmly said, "Xiu’er, you’ll definitely have a happy and fulfilling year."

Zhao Dajiang always echoed ng Yao’s sentints, "Right, Mom’s right, you’ll definitely have a happy and fulfilling year."

Song Xiu’er felt moved and grateful, secretly deciding to be good to ng Yao.

Zhao Dahe and Qin Zheng both found peanuts.

ng Yao explained that it ant good things were coming.

Whether it was Zhao Dahe’s upcoming exam or the Qin Family’s situation, a bit of good fortune was very fitting.

Overall, the dumpling al was enjoyed by everyone.

After tidying up the dishes, the family went out together; it was New Year’s Day, and visiting people was a must.

Qin Zheng stayed ho to watch the house.

The first visit, naturally, was to the ng Family.

ng Zhu was right, regardless of personal feelings, to maintain a good reputation, one had to do what should be done on the surface.

This year, everyone had new clothes for the celebrations, and standing together was visually impressive.

Especially Zhao Xiaohua’s short jacket and skirt edged with rabbit fur.

The jacket was very short, with a high waistline.

The already growing girl’s waist looked slender enough to hold.

The skirt was embroidered with peach blossoms, from buds to full bloom.

As she walked, the peach blossoms evolved from buds to blossoms, creating a dynamic scene.

It was prettier than the skirt Tao Hua once wore.

It was the New Year gift ng Yao had specially given to Zhao Xiaohua.

As imagined, Zhao Xiaohua attracted much attention along the way.

The villagers praised how Zhao Xiaohua was growing more and more beautiful.

Arriving at the ng Family, besides ng Cheng and Sun, everyone else maintained a pretty good deanor.

With a friendly attitude, ng Qingshan encouraged ng Yao to bring her children to visit more often, and asked Zhao Dahe about his studies, advising him to study hard and such.

Lastly, he gave the children so New Year money, though it was quite little, it was enough not to be criticized.

Sun looked grim, but ng Yao ignored her.

As long as she didn’t provoke, ng Yao could completely overlook her, even if she cried and wailed.

As for ng Cheng, he hadn’t healed properly yet, and felt too ashad to go out for New Year visits.

Seeing the instigator who got him beaten up at the mont, there was no chance he’d have a pleasant outlook.

ng Yao also gave ng Ruyu so New Year money, returning exactly as much as Lin had given their children.

Though Lin used red paper to wrap them, ng Yao, equipped with cheats, wouldn’t fail to know the amount.

Lin was mortified looking at the three unwrapped copper coins.

Why use red paper? One reason was to make it auspicious, and second was to conceal the amount.

ng Yao maintained a calm expression, that was precisely the desired effect.

ng Qingshan wanted to leave ng Yao’s group for lunch at ho, but ng Yao declined politely. Pretend for a while is fine, but pretending for too long was truly exhausting, why bother?

Afterward, the group went to the village chief’s place for New Year greetings, where he chatted with Zhao Dahe, leaving ng Yao to exchange pleasantries with the chief’s wife.

Previously, the chief’s wife seldom interacted with ng Yao’s original self, especially since the original self caused quite a stir with the adoption issue, the chief’s wife had a sowhat negative impression.

Now speaking, the chief’s wife felt the current ng Yao was different from what she’d imagined.

Anyway, by the ti the chief finished chatting with Zhao Dahe, the chief’s wife was already holding ng Yao’s hand, suggesting they should visit more often.

Upon leaving, the chief gifted Zhao Dahe a book he’d treasured since his youth.

ng Yao glanced at it and noticed two words, "Mountain Retreat."

The rest were blocked, hidden behind Zhao Dahe.

Both Zhao Xiaohua and Zhao Xiaoshu had their pockets stuffed with sunflower seeds, peanuts, and candies.

They had indeed gained quite a bit.

Later, they stopped by the doctor’s ho; habitually, the doctor praised Song Xiu’er’s improved complexion, suggesting continued care will gradually help her recover, bringing hope to Song Xiu’er.

Song Xiu’er was younger by one year than Zhao Dajiang, only turning seventeen after the New Year. To ng Yao, at such an age, as long as it wasn’t terminal, proper care would lead to recovery.

After receiving a barrage of instructions, they finally managed to leave the doctor’s place.

No doubt, the doctor truly was a dedicated practitioner.

Aside from this, most of the villagers didn’t require special ho visits for New Year greetings; most exchanges were brief greetings upon coincidental encounters on the road.

The group headed ho.

What ng Yao didn’t expect was finding ng Ruyu at their doorstep.

"Ruyu, is it your grandma or mom needing sothing?" ng Yao asked.

"Aunt, I’m here to play with Xiaohua." ng Ruyu openly responded.

"Never hit a smiling face," especially on New Year’s Day, ng Yao couldn’t outright shut her out, so she led her inside and left her to Zhao Xiaohua.

"Xiaohua, treat your cousin well."

Though Zhao Xiaohua wasn’t willing, her mom had instructed, what could she do?

Zhao Xiaohua took her to her room and bluntly said, "Cousin, don’t bother targeting my brother, I’m telling you, there’s no chance! Rather than wasting ti on my brother, you’d be better off asking your mom to find soone else. You’re two years older than but you’re not too old anyway. Why is your mom so eager? Even if you’re not exceptionally pretty, it shouldn’t an you can’t marry, right?"