Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots-Chapter 804 - 102 My home!_4

Or, he could hand the matter over to the County Magistrate. However, Li Chang, this County Magistrate, really wasn’t reliable. The fact that he had previously ignored Li Chang did not mean he would let him remain rampant. It was time to send a message to Little White Rabbit and have him dispatch another dependable person to take over.

Perhaps to prevent Lin Yuan’s family from looking down on them, as soon as Lin Jiazhong returned home, he busied himself with building the house for Lady Yang. Although Lady Ma disagreed, she ultimately couldn’t defy her husband and reluctantly took out the dowry she had hidden away for many years, allowing him to exchange it for silver in town.

Lin Jiazhong, holding the silver hairpin, hadn’t even reached the entrance of the village before returning, throwing the hairpin back into Lady Ma’s hands: "You go!"

Lady Ma was puzzled. Although the hairpin was just made of silver, it could still fetch three taels of silver; why did he suddenly not want to go? Could it be that he felt guilty and too ashamed to go himself?

The more she thought about it, the warmer Lady Ma felt inside. After nearly twenty years of marriage, this was the first time she felt she had a place in this man’s heart.

But...

Lin Jiazhong sat down grumpily on the kang bed’s edge and growled discontentedly, "I am someone with a face and status in town, go to a pawnshop? I can’t afford to lose that face!"

Lady Ma was silent, her heart filled with both sourness and disappointment.

In the end, it was Lady Ma who went to town. However, the cunning pawnshop owner, seeing her dressed as a rural woman, drove a hard bargain and only gave her two and a half taels of silver. Lady Ma, who rarely visited town and didn’t know better, trusted the pawnshop owner’s words, believing her silver hairpin was outdated, and returned home with the two and a half taels of silver.

Upon seeing the paltry amount of silver, Lin Jiazhong was so furious that he berated Lady Ma severely.

Lady Ma felt wronged: "That’s why I said you should go. Seeing me as an old country lady, who else would they cheat if not me?"

This time, Lin Jiazhong was left speechless. Clutching the small amount of silver, he sighed heavily, lamenting why he was stuck with such a family. Look at his second brother’s family: a wife with a gentle nature and pretty face, a daughter who was considerate and could make money, and a son who was obedient and well-behaved. Even the son-in-law they found was a wealthy, handsome young man.

Then there was his own situation: his wife was both old and foolish, his sons were each worse than the last, and the only daughter who was beautiful became someone else’s Little Concubine. He, as her father-in-law, had not reaped any benefits.

While musing, Lin Jiazhong casually asked, "How is Siyu doing in the Li Mansion? Has she sent any letters?"

Lady Ma was anxiously watching her husband, fearing he might kick her again in displeasure. When he suddenly asked about their daughter, a pang shot through her heart and tears flowed uncontrollably: "No, she sent a letter back during the New Year, but it’s been over three months. Not to mention writing, she hasn’t even sent a single message."

Hearing this, Lin Jiazhong grew even more vexed, clutching the silver and snorting, "That ungrateful girl, forgetting her parents after climbing up the social ladder!"

Meanwhile, the unfilial Lin Siyu was living a life of extreme misery. Although Lady Jin had lifted her confinement, during those days of isolation, Mrs. Liu had regained Li Chang’s favor. Even though she tried repeatedly to curry favor with Li Chang, the old man disregarded her completely.

It was not only the old man who ignored her; even the younger one paid her no heed.

After marrying Jin Lingling, Li Chengzhi spent all his time around his wife. Now that Jin Lingling was four months pregnant and, though her pregnancy was stable, she suffered severe morning sickness because of her young age. Therefore, everyone in the mansion was extremely cautious, fearing she might encounter any trouble.

Li Chengzhi was very affectionate toward Jin Lingling, so much so that he dared not touch her intimately. To make matters worse, Jin Lingling, who was spoiled and pampered, had become haughty due to her favored status. Consequently, she made life difficult for all the Serving maids in Li Chengzhi’s chambers.

Those who were obedient and plain-looking were dispatched to the outer courtyards to do heavy chores. As for those who were seductive and restless, they were either given to the young servants or outright driven out to be dealt with. Dealing with them meant either giving them some silver to return to their families or selling them to a brothel.

Although Li Chengzhi was very reluctant to part with those maids, he dared not offend Jin Lingling. With Lady Jin pressing down from above and an unborn son pulling at him from below, he had no choice but to swallow his bitterness.

But a man repressed for too long would eventually snap. After Siyu’s hundred and eighth attempt at seduction, Li Chengzhi finally couldn’t resist and once again held his nominal aunt in his arms.

By ensnaring Li Chengzhi, Siyu’s revenge plan had taken its first step. She would never forget the humiliation of being thrown out of the courtyard by Jin Lingling, nor the helplessness of her confinement, calling out to heaven and earth in vain.

Wasn’t Jin Lingling relying on her pregnancy to oust her? Then she wanted Jin Lingling to taste the pain of losing a child!