CHAPTER 21: CHAPTER 21: A BOLD IDEA

Mrs. Fu, out of nowhere, was shaken off by Jiang Xin, and she was somewhat displeased.

At her age, over sixty, being shaken off like that left her quite unstable.

Mrs. Fu nearly fell, and when Jiang Xin shook her off, she didn’t hold back her strength.

Fortunately, Mr. Fu, who was standing next to her, quickly caught Mrs. Fu when he saw she was about to fall.

Only then did Mrs. Fu manage to stand steadily, avoiding a mishap.

Being shaken off like that by Jiang Xin, her anger also surged up within her.

She felt like losing her temper but recalled what Jiang Xin had just said.

If she got into an argument with Jiang Xin and regretted wanting to divorce Fu Yu, what then?

Mrs. Fu was conflicted inside, afraid of loss for the sake of trivial matters, as after all the lifelong happiness of her son was the most crucial thing.

But the frustration in her heart was genuinely stifling.

Mrs. Fu held it in repeatedly and reached out to tug at Mr. Fu’s sleeve standing next to her.

This time, Mr. Fu finally got the hint.

He received Mrs. Fu’s signal to convey.

Then, the sixty-plus-year-old man fell silent.

He frowned, deeply conflicted.

In truth, throughout the incident just now, he had been looking at it as a bystander.

Therefore, Mr. Fu was very clear on one point, which was that in this matter, the one at fault was his wife.

Just now, Mrs. Fu’s words were indeed a bit excessive.

Even he found it hard to listen to, let alone Jiang Xin.

After all, they had been old married couple for decades, and Mr. Fu knew Mrs. Fu too well.

So, he knew that Mrs. Fu was expecting him to step in and scold Jiang Xin!

But the issue was that they were fundamentally in the wrong!

Jiang Xin had joined their family indeed with some twists of fate.

But even if they were dissatisfied with this daughter-in-law, they couldn’t bully her just like that.

Mr. Fu pondered for a while and finally decided to follow his own heart.

He closed his eyes, looked intently at Mrs. Fu, and, bracing himself, spoke to Jiang Xin:

"Jiang Xin, your mom is getting old, she’s muddled, and what she says can sometimes be thoughtless."

"Please don’t take it to heart, the fault today is hers, and I apologize on her behalf."

Jiang Xin, upon hearing Mr. Fu’s words, was a bit flustered.

She never expected that Mr. Fu would say such a thing.

She originally thought Mr. Fu would side with Mrs. Fu, as that would be in line with common sense.

But the outcome was beyond her expectations.

Jiang Xin sighed inwardly.

At least the Fu Family still had someone sensible.

Jiang Xin nodded toward Mr. Fu, then turned around, went inside, and closed the door.

No longer paying attention to Mrs. Fu.

Outside, this cabin had poor sound insulation.

Even with the door closed, Jiang Xin could hear Mrs. Fu’s yelling from inside the room.

It was nothing but complaints to Mr. Fu about why he said that just now, wasn’t it slapping her face?

Jiang Xin ignored it, she went to the cabinet and took out a set of clean new clothes.

She couldn’t wait to change out of the dirty clothes she was wearing.

She didn’t want to go outside.

So, she locked the door, blew out the kerosene lamp, and slipped into the space to take a bath.

In her space, there was a water heater.

But earlier this morning, to avoid raising suspicions in Mrs. Fu, Mr. Fu, and Jiang Wan,

She only went to the main room to fetch water for them to see.

Otherwise, if she cleaned herself up without doing anything or using a drop of water, wouldn’t that be too miraculous?

At this moment, she had none of those previous concerns.

So, she went into the space and took a comfortable hot shower.

She had eaten quite well for dinner, so at this moment she wasn’t hungry.

After finishing her shower and dressing in clean, new clothes,

Jiang Xin strolled around in the space, while pulling out a box of 6j gigantic cherries from the freezer, holding them and eating them directly.

As the old saying goes, not washing won’t make you sick.

In short, she just didn’t feel like washing them.

Now with Lin Ye as an assistant, when considering selling things, she didn’t need to worry as much.

As long as she found products with high sales, she could achieve more with less.

Jiang Xin wandered around in the space several times.

After selecting and picking, she finally decided on aluminum lunch boxes, soap, towels, eggs, shampoo, and laundry powder.

They were all commonly used, not too conspicuous items for this era.

Jiang Xin found two super large burlap bags, packed everything into them, and quietly placed them in the space, waiting to give them to Lin Ye when they meet tomorrow.

Just after the bath, Jiang Xin’s hair was still semi-dry.

She casually found a hairdryer, plugged it in, blew her hair half-dry, then went to the shelf in the space, opened a set of skincare products, and started her skincare routine.

It couldn’t be more enjoyable.

Compared to the nostalgic atmosphere of the old Fu Family house, the space had more elements of technology and modernity.

This gave Jiang Xin a bit of comfort.

If it weren’t for the Fu Family Members, she could solve all her needs in the space completely.

Yet now, she was completely limited.

Jiang Xin counted the days and thought a month would pass quickly.

Bear with it, now making money was the most important thing.

She got up, left the space, not forgetting to grab a pair of earplugs and an alarm clock with her.

The former was because of the poor sound insulation, Jiang Xin feared she wouldn’t rest well.

The alarm clock was because, in the Fu Family house, there wasn’t even a clock. She took one out so she could wake up on time in the morning.

After all, she was used to sleeping in, and with no one to wake her, she might dislike it.

After all, she had already set a time with Lin Ye, and being late would mean breaking the agreement, wouldn’t it?

But Jiang Xin never expected that her alarm clock wasn’t needed at all.

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Early the next morning, before the alarm clock could ring, Jiang Xin was woken up by the old hen raised by Mrs. Fu in the yard.

Its cackling, like a demonic sound, pierced through her ears.

Jiang Xin frowned, raising her eyes to look outside the window; she forgot to draw the curtains last night when she went to sleep.

Now, the sunlight was dazzling outside, indicating broad daylight.

Jiang Xin glanced sideways at where she had placed the alarm clock, seeing that it was only half past six.

Fortunately, she slept early last night, so being awakened now didn’t cause any grumpiness.

She lazed in bed for a bit, pondering over what she needed to do today in the warm quilt.

Besides coordinating with Lin Ye, she also planned to check if there was a suitable workshop for rent today.

If she couldn’t rent a place due to being an outsider, perhaps using Lin Ye’s name could work.

Thinking about it, Jiang Xin suddenly had a bold idea.