The Wealthy Eldest Sister Rules Supreme

In other words, Zhuang Qingning hadn’t even had the time to eat since last night until now.

A young girl, busily running around, caring for her attentively, that she didn’t have time to eat either…

“Mother….” Mrs. Meng noticed Mrs. Wen’s unpleasant look and felt her heart tighten.

She was well aware that her mother-in-law had a bad temper. Although she wasn’t always harshly criticizing her, Mrs. Meng had witnessed the stinging words Mrs. Wen had said to Zhuang Yutian.

Mrs. Meng deeply feared her bad-tempered mother-in-law. Seeing Mrs. Wen in a bad mood now, she was afraid Mrs. Wen was upset and would take it out on her.

After all, she had moved to the county town with Zhuang Yutian in order to manage their business, leaving her mother-in-law alone in the countryside. Even under the scrutiny of others, it seemed undutiful, and she felt somewhat guilty.

“Take the children out and let Yucheng and Yutian come in.” Mrs. Wen said in an obviously angry tone.

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Meng sighed in relief. Fortunately, Mrs. Wen wasn’t scolding the daughters-in-law. However, she became worried again.

She worried whether Mrs. Wen would severely reprimand Zhuang Yutian.

But despite her concerns, if Mrs. Wen asked her to call someone, she had to do it.

Mrs. Meng arranged for the daughters-in-law to play with the children in the courtyard with her, and called Zhuang Yutian and Zhuang Yucheng into the house.

“Be careful. I noticed mother’s face didn’t look good.” Mrs. Meng warned Zhuang Yutian: “I just mentioned that there was an untouched bowl of tofu pudding on the stove, and suggested that maybe mother had not eaten, and mother got upset. You need to figure out why she’s upset, make sure it wasn’t something I said.”

“It’s okay, I understand.” Zhuang Yutian reassured his wife: “Don’t overthink, it seems that she has something to tell Yucheng and me. Let’s stay here for a while with the children, and Yucheng and I will go in to see her.”

“Ok.” Mrs. Meng agreed, and she took the children to play in the courtyard.

Zhuang Yutian and Zhuang Yucheng, the two brothers, entered the house and approached Mrs. Wen.

“Mother, you called us?” Zhuang Yutian asked with concern: “How are you feeling now, mother? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?”

“Kneel down.”

Mrs. Wen did not answer Zhuang Yutian’s questions, but sternly ordered.

The two brothers were taken aback for a moment, then knelt down in front of Mrs. Wen’s bed.

“Mother, what’s the matter….’¹

Zhuang Yutian had barely begun to ask when he suddenly hung his head: “That’s right, we deserve to kneel. We’ve upset mother so much. It serves us right to be scolded and even beaten.”

“So you admit your undutifulness? I thought you two couldn’t wait for my old body to be gone!” Mrs. Wen shouted angrily.

The two brothers hurriedly defended themselves: “We dare not think like that. It was indeed our fault this time. But we were deceived by that scammer Zhuang Ruman. Now that the misunderstanding has been cleared, we have apologized to Qingning. Mother, you should not worry about it anymore….” “Stop worrying?”

Mrs. Wen’s face darkened further: “What you say is like water being splashed out, wetting the ground. How can you expect others not to take it to heart?” “Moreover, what you two have said is not water, it’s a knife, stabbing people in the heart! After hurting others, would you still expect them to not take it to heart? What kind of statement is this?”

“Now you two know to beg others not to take it to heart. But why when I said those words, you took them to heart and held a grudge?”

“So, when you two are hurt, you complain. But when others are hurt, you expect them to be magnanimous, taking all the benefits for yourself. What kind of logic is this?”

Mrs. Wen’s scolding came down like a heavy stone, making Zhuang Yutian and Zhuang Yucheng unable to lift their heads, their backs were bent and their faces were so red that they seemed to be dripping blood.

She was right. They had complained, complained about Mrs. Wen’s harsh words and actions that made them feel uncomfortable and pointed at them behind their backs, so much so that they even moved out of the house to avoid her. Weren’t they feeling hurt by Mrs. Wen’s daily remarks?

They didn’t choose to forgive their own mother, but now they expected their mother to forgive their mistakes. It was indeed unfair.

“Mother, we were wrong. If you want to beat or scold us, just do it.” Zhuang Yucheng, straightforward and frank, started crying loudly, lying on the ground without getting up.

Zhuang Yutian was a more reserved man and was now on the verge of tears, constantly bowing and admitting his mistake.

Seeing this, Mrs. Wen heaved a long sigh.

“You are all grown up now, what does scolding or spanking you mean? Get up and take good care of me in these few days. As for the rest, I’ll settle accounts with you later.”

“Mother, this is what I was thinking.” Zhuang Yutian wiped away his tears and said, “It’s not convenient for mother to be alone in the house. Yucheng and I are indeed too busy to come home every day. If you can’t stand it here, why not come to the county town with me. The living conditions there are more comfortable, and we can take good care of mother, and fulfill our filial duty.” “No.” Mrs. Wen refused without thinking, giving Zhuang Yucheng a sideways glance: “Just for taking care of me for a few days, you feel bothered? I’ve been living here my whole life, it is impossible for me to move now.”

“If you’re willing to take care of me for a few days, then do it. If you don’t want to, then you might as well leave now, I don’t want to be annoyed.”

Mrs. Wen seemed deeply angered, her voice slightly hoarse and unable to help but cough twice.

“Mother, don’t be angry, don’t be angry.” Remembering the doctor’s words relayed by Zhuang Qingning that Mrs. Wen should never get upset, Zhuang Yutian quickly nodded: “We will listen to mother.”

Anyway, there is plenty of time left for persuasion, but right now, Mrs. Wen must not be made angry.

Mrs. Wen sighed after seeing this, then said, “Go to town and buy some chicken and duck to put in the soup pot.”

“Don’t worry, mother. I have instructed Mrs. Meng to prepare a bowl of chicken noodle soup for you at noon. I told her to use less salt since I know mother prefers light food,” Zhuang Yutian quickly replied.

“It’s not for me, it’s for you to send some to Qingning.” Mrs. Wen snapped, “Qingning was here since midnight last night, she stayed up all night and didn’t even get to have breakfast this morning..”