Chapter 46: There is Room For the Poor Daughter
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Chapter 46: The Step Down
After hearing Yan Wenxiu's words, Daohua paused for a moment, then fell into a deep silence. After a long while, she said, "Big Brother, I don't want to see my parents argue. But since the fabric was sent to me by my maternal uncle with so much care, if I give it up voluntarily now, wouldn’t I be turning my back on his kindness?"
"Also, my mother is doing this to protect me. If I step forward and say I don't want it, wouldn't that be letting down her sincere affection and concern?"
Yan Wenxiu was taken aback. He had only been thinking about avoiding any further conflict between their parents and hadn’t considered the emotional aspect of the situation. Upon hearing Daohua’s words, he realized there was some truth to what she said, and he was at a loss for words.
Seeing his usually eloquent older brother rendered speechless by their younger sister, Yan Wenkai's eyes sparkled with admiration.
His older brother was always calm and full of reason, and his words were often a lecture that no one could counter. At home, no one could win against him in an argument. Yan Wenkai, who was often told he lacked ambition, was secretly in awe of how Daohua had managed to turn the tables on their older brother with just a few words.
However, before he could get too excited, Yan Wenxiu shot him a glare, and he immediately quieted down.
After regaining his composure, Yan Wenxiu looked back at Daohua and said, “Little sister, it’s just a few pieces of fabric. It’s not as serious as you think. You don’t want to see our parents at odds over something so small, do you?”
His words made Daohua feel uneasy.
She didn’t care much about the fabric itself; for her, as long as the clothes were comfortable, it didn’t matter what they were made from. What she cared about was her maternal uncle's affection and the attention her mother had given her.
On the other hand, her father had distributed the gifts from the Li family without consulting her mother, which was disrespectful to her. If she stepped forward now to refuse the fabric, it would calm things down, but it would also mean disrespecting her mother’s wishes.
Seeing that Daohua remained silent, Yan Wenxiu frowned and glanced toward the main gate, where he noticed people approaching. He was worried that things would escalate further.
Currently, the conflict between their parents was still minor, and as the saying went, “Couples fight at the head of the bed but make up by the end of the day.” As long as it stayed within the main courtyard, things could be resolved quietly behind closed doors. But if others got involved, the situation could worsen.
Yan Wenxiu spoke again, “Little sister, the New Year is almost here, and this is the first time we will celebrate it together as a family. You wouldn’t want this little issue to cause bad feelings between everyone, would you?”
His words made Daohua’s temper flare. She raised her head and coldly retorted, “Big Brother, that reasoning is rather flawed. Why is it suddenly my fault that everyone is upset? Please explain, and I’ll listen carefully.”
Seeing the tension between his older brother and sister, Yan Wenkai quickly interjected, “Big Brother, I think we should leave Grandma to handle the situation. We shouldn’t get involved in this."
Before Yan Wenxiu could respond, Yan Wenkai turned to Daohua and added, "Little sister, it’s not that I’m criticizing you, but as the eldest brother, he’s trying to help. You should pay attention to your tone when speaking."
He then gave Daohua a meaningful look, signaling for her to apologize to Yan Wenxiu.
Daohua noticed the look but ignored it, turning her head away.
Yan Wenkai saw that his sister was unwilling to apologize and that his older brother was visibly upset. He sighed inwardly, feeling the pressure of being caught in the middle.
Just as things were getting awkward, the first group of people entered the main courtyard.
It was Wu Shi, holding a piece of brocade fabric in her hands.
She glanced at Daohua and her brothers, then walked briskly into the main room.
“Big Brother, I’m here to thank you. I’ve never seen such beautiful brocade fabric before. I appreciate it for broadening my horizons. However, I must return this fabric to you.”
“Please don’t hurry to refuse. Let me explain first.”
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“I’m very grateful to be married into the Yan family. My family is poor, and Big Brother and Big Sister-in-law have never looked down on me, always thinking of me in everything. I am truly thankful.”
“However, I’m used to doing rough work, and this fabric is too fine for me. I don’t think it suits me to make clothes from it. But now that I live in the county, I no longer have to do manual labor. I’m taking better care of myself, so I hope in the future I’ll be able to wear such fine clothes.”
"I’ve also heard that new fabrics should not be kept for too long, or they’ll go out of style. So, I thought it might be a good idea to let Daohua use this fabric for her clothes. If I ever get something like this again, I’ll come to Big Sister-in-law to ask for it, no matter what."
Wu Shi’s words were clearly audible to Daohua and her brothers standing by the door.
The three of them immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
"Who would have thought that the usually quiet Third Aunt could be so eloquent?" Yan Wenkai remarked with a look of admiration, and Yan Wenxiu agreed with him.
Listening to her words, she had not only spared their father's face but also expressed the Third Branch’s gratitude to the First Branch. Their father and mother must surely be deeply touched now, thought Yan Wenxiu.
Daohua glanced at the two of them and said, "Don’t underestimate people. Third Uncle and Third Aunt may not be very smooth in their words, but they are the kindest at heart."
At that moment, the people from the Second Branch arrived.
Sun Shi entered the main courtyard with Yan Yihuan and Yan Yile. When she saw Daohua and the others standing outside, she left Yihuan and Yile outside and entered the main room holding two pieces of brocade.
"Hmph!" Yan Yile gave Daohua a cold snort.
She was truly fond of the two pieces of fabric her uncle had sent them. If they were made into clothes, she was sure they would be the envy of everyone.
But now, because of Daohua, her hopes for the new clothes were dashed.
At this moment, Daohua’s attention was focused inside the room. She only gave Yan Yile a brief glance in response to her cold snort.
Yan Yihuan immediately shot a warning look at Yan Yile as soon as she made a sound.
After that, though Yan Yile still pouted, she remained silent.
Inside the room, Sun Shi spoke even more smoothly.
"Big Brother, I really love this fabric. The moment I got it, I was already planning to turn it into clothes, but my Yihuan and Yile wouldn’t agree."
"Can you guess why?"
"It’s not that they don’t like it, but they feel that since Daohua has been in the county for so long, they haven’t given her any gifts yet. They were thinking of using this fabric to make two sets of clothes for Daohua as a gift."
"As soon as I heard that, I wholeheartedly agreed. So here I am, bringing the fabric to Sister-in-law. Originally, we thought of making the clothes ourselves, but your taste is so much better than mine, so I’ll have to trouble you to do it. Please dress our Daohua beautifully."
"Yihuan and Yile are very thoughtful." This came from Yan Zhigao's voice.
Outside the room, Daohua, Yan Wenxiu, and Yan Wenkai turned their attention to Yan Yihuan and Yan Yile.
Yan Yihuan, hearing her uncle's exaggerated praise, lowered her head in embarrassment, her cheeks and ears flushing red.
Meanwhile, Yan Yile, upon hearing herself being praised, arrogantly lifted her chin and gave Daohua a haughty glance.
With Wu’s and Sun’s help, the atmosphere in the main room improved significantly.
Just when everyone thought the situation was about to settle, Concubine Lin entered, bringing Yan Yishuang with her.
(End of Chapter)
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