The Evil Mother-in-law: Torment Children, Work Hard, Be Rich!-Chapter 32: A Half-Activated Golden Finger
Tong Huaqiong slowly awoke, the sky already bright.
Sunlight streamed through the thin window paper, illuminating the entire room.
Tong Huaqiong’s head felt a bit heavy.
She had a very long dream at night, where she kept moving things with Man Er, busy all night until she was exhausted.
She shook her head with a wry smile.
Truly, what you think about during the day comes to you in your dreams at night. She must have hoped during the day to have an inexhaustible magical space like those lucky women who time-travel, which is why she had such a dream at night.
"Grandma, you’re awake." Man Er had been awake for a while, now sitting at the foot of the bed with a puzzled look at Tong Huaqiong.
Tong Huaqiong touched her face.
"Grandma, look at the stuff you took me to move last night, see, it’s all hidden here." Man Er pointed under the blanket.
Upon hearing Man Er say this, Tong Huaqiong unhesitatingly lifted the blanket.
Oh my!
She was almost struck into a faint by the surprise.
Beneath the blanket were all the items she had seen in her room.
She carefully rummaged around, finding butter, powdered sugar, chestnut flour, bean paste, lard, condensed milk... and a can of milk powder.
Tong Huaqiong held her breath.
What was happening?
In the dream, the things in her room could only be seen but not taken. How did they end up on her bed now?
Tong Huaqiong couldn’t help looking over at Man Er.
"Man Er, what’s going on with these things?" Tong Huaqiong asked.
Man Er tilted her head and whispered, "Grandma, you forgot. You took me and brought them out from a beautiful house, and you also told me not to tell anyone."
"That’s why I hid them all under the blanket."
Tong Huaqiong struggled to recall.
In the dream, she saw Man Er could take things out of the refrigerator, and she was very excited, pointing at the things in the fridge for Man Er to pull out.
Moreover, she discovered that Man Er could not only take things out of the fridge but could successfully bring these items out of the room and to the Gu Family.
All night, she was directing Man Er to move things.
She thought it was a dream, but it turns out it wasn’t.
Tong Huaqiong wanted to laugh out loud.
The young woman she time-traveled into was a malicious widow with a poor family and a bunch of dependents. She thought she had no protagonist’s halo, but who knew she’d have the essential golden finger of a time-traveling woman.
Heaven hadn’t treated her poorly!
She wanted to laugh out loud.
"Grandma, what’s wrong?" Man Er felt her grandmother’s smile was strange, and it scared her a little.
"Nothing, Man Er, you did great."
Tong Huaqiong smiled so much her face twitched.
Very quickly, she understood that she and Man Er could both enter the space she brought along, but only Man Er could take things out.
Thinking this, she also felt heaven was not exactly generous to her.
Why grant a golden finger only halfway?
But no matter what, even half a golden finger is much better than starting with nothing.
"Man Er, you worked hard." Tong Huaqiong touched Man Er’s little hand.
After carrying things most of the night, Man Er’s small hands were a bit red, and Tong Huaqiong felt a little heartache.
"Man Er is not tired." Man Er shook her head and said.
Tong Huaqiong thought for a moment and kindly asked Man Er, "Man Er, tell Grandma, how did you enter that beautiful house?"
Man Er tilted her head, saying, "I saw Grandma go in, so I followed."
Same answer as before.
Tong Huaqiong knew she wouldn’t get more; probably Man Er herself didn’t know how she got in.
She wanted to figure out the pattern, but it seemed it wasn’t that easy.
For now, never mind. No matter what, the things Man Er brought out were enough for her to show her skills in the pastry world.
"Man Er, that room full of stuff is our secret. We must not tell anyone." Tong Huaqiong said seriously to Man Er.
Man Er nodded; her grandmother had emphasized this many times.
"Even your mother must not know, understand?" Tong Huaqiong said.
"Not even tell my mother. Man Er’s lips are sealed."
Man Er finished speaking and covered her mouth, her serious little bun face melting Tong Huaqiong.
"Grandma, you have to believe in Man Er!"
"Grandma believes in Man Er."
After coaxing Man Er to laugh, Tong Huaqiong covered the things on the bed with the blanket securely.
In fact, she wasn’t afraid of exposure. Anyway, when making pastries, only Chen Sufen, Liu Yueer, and Gu Taohua were around, and she wasn’t worried about them knowing the existence of these things.
As long as she acted her malicious self, they wouldn’t dare ask or speak.
Thinking this, Tong Huaqiong got up, dressed, and helped Man Er get dressed as well.
"Mother, are you up?" Outside, it was Liu Yueer knocking on the door.
"Up." Tong Huaqiong held Man Er and got out of bed.
The door opened, and Liu Yueer came in with water for washing the face.
The sun must have risen from the west today, as usually Chen Sufen served her. Today, it was Liu Yueer doing the serving.
Since Tong Huaqiong revealed fifty taels of silver yesterday, Liu Yueer decided to always follow her mother’s lead.
She waited at her mother’s door early even before dawn.
Hearing movement inside, she quickly fetched washing water and eagerly served Tong Huaqiong to wash up.
She was afraid that if she annoyed her mother-in-law these next few days, and if her mother-in-law changed her mind and didn’t want to offer the fifty taels of silver, she’d be in big trouble.
After all, since her mother-in-law fainted once, she became more capricious. When she’d lose her temper or at whom, was no longer like before with any pattern to follow.
"Man Er slept with you?"
Liu Yueer was slightly taken aback when she saw Man Er.
Goodness, Man Er had suddenly leaped to become the number one in grandmother’s heart.
Thinking of her own Yaozu, Liu Yueer felt a pang of jealousy.
"What? Not okay?" Tong Huaqiong voiced her displeasure, typical of Tong Dajiao.
"No, no. Man Er is the beloved girl of our family, indeed should be pampered more." Liu Yueer said flatteringly.
"Do I need you to tell me? Keep your little schemes to yourself." Tong Huaqiong said annoyed.
Liu Yueer bit her lip, tested the water temperature, and then invited Tong Huaqiong to wash.
Honestly, being served felt nice. No wonder women in this era aspired to become mother-in-laws.
Tong Huaqiong first washed Man Er’s face, and then comfortably washed her own.
"You’ve been considerate." Tong Huaqiong said, accepting the face towel from Liu Yueer.
Seeing her mother-in-law in a good mood, Liu Yueer breathed a sigh of relief.
"Mother, Dashi went to the eldest sister’s place early." Liu Yueer mentioned, and after a pause, continued, "He even carried a bundle of rattan sticks."
Oh, they’re about to play out the scene of bearing thorns and seeking forgiveness.
Tong Huaqiong nodded, then led Man Er out of the room.
Chen Sufen had already prepared breakfast, and seeing Tong Huaqiong holding Man Er’s hand, she smiled and said, "Man Er insisted on sleeping with Grandma last night. I couldn’t stop her. Man Er, you didn’t disturb Grandma’s rest, did you?"
Tong Huaqiong replied, "With Man Er by my side, I slept very well. I think it would be best if Man Er would sleep with me from now on."
That way, the two of them could enter the space to move things.
Hearing her mother-in-law say this, Chen Sufen looked a bit surprised and flattered.
What does it signify?
It signifies that Man Er has fully won her grandmother-in-law’s favor.
Man Er’s status in this family is now secure.
"Mother, breakfast is ready, I’ll serve it right away."
Chen Sufen’s voice carried a note of joy as she busily went into the kitchen to get the food.
Liu Yueer saw Yaozu poking his head around the door, feeling a pang of jealousy, she told Yaozu, "Didn’t you say early that you wanted to thank Grandma for letting you stay home? Why are you quiet now?"
She said this while pulling Yaozu to stand in front of Tong Huaqiong.
Tong Huaqiong knew Liu Yueer’s little thoughts but didn’t expose them.
After all, being sought after like this wasn’t a bad feeling.







