Discarding them felt like a waste, but not discarding them meant they'd take up space and be an eyesore.
Just as she was contemplating how to deal with them, there was a sudden knock on the front door.
Fu Wenwen put down the clothes and went to open it. Seeing a young man, she raised an eyebrow in confusion. "Who are you? What do you want?"
"Sister-in-law, have you really disowned your brother-in-law after the family split?" Lin Yu asked indignantly when he heard Fu Wenwen's question.
He was, after all, her brother-in-law, and they had met several times. Yet, she didn't recognize him?
"What is it?" Fu Wenwen raised her eyebrows. The Lin family coming usually meant trouble. Although the book hadn't mentioned this man much, the fates of Lin Yu and Lin Xing were far from good.
Lin Yu was a ne'er-do-well, dropping out of school and only bothering his parents for money, much like his father, idling away his days. He also developed a gambling habit, leading to a growing mountain of debt for both father and son. They eventually had their hands severed and ended up begging on the streets as cripples.
As for Lin Xing, she was sold by their father to a butcher in his forties at a young age. She had a few good years initially, but later the butcher discovered she was using his money to support a young lover outside. While the butcher didn't divorce her, her life turned miserable. She suffered domestic violence daily and was eventually beaten to death.
Only Lin Mu survived, but she died alone in old age.
"Don't you have a lot of clothes? Give two sets to my sister! Make sure they're pretty!" Lin Yu demanded arrogantly, pointing at Fu Wenwen and urging her to hurry.
Seeing Fu Wenwen stand still, he frowned and urged, "Hurry up!"
Fu Wenwen was amused and angered. She crossed her arms, her gaze cold. "You want me to give them just because you asked? Who do you think you are? Besides, why should I give her my clothes?"
"Fu surname, what do you mean? I'm your brother-in-law! Xingzi is also your sister-in-law. What's wrong with giving her two sets of clothes? You have so many, what's the big deal about giving her two?" Lin Yu retorted angrily, pointing at Fu Wenwen's nose and scolding her.
"You shameless tramp! If Lin Feng hadn't married you, you would have been drowned in a pig cage! We, the Lin family, saved you, and you're not even grateful!" Lin Yu continued to berate Fu Wenwen.
Fu Wenwen stepped forward, grabbed Lin Yu's finger, and twisted it. Lin Yu cried out in pain. "Ah!! You slut, my finger!!"
"If you can't speak properly, then shut your mouth! If you don't know how to behave, I can teach you how to be a person!" Fu Wenwen's face darkened. No one had ever dared to point at her nose, let alone start with insults. His mouth was filthy.
"Ahhhh! Help! The Fu surname is trying to kill me!" Lin Yu screamed, attracting the attention of nearby villagers.
Hearing footsteps, Fu Wenwen released Lin Yu's finger. Pain made Lin Yu push her away, and Fu Wenwen let go, falling to the ground.
To the villagers who rushed over, it looked as though Lin Yu had violently shoved Fu Wenwen to the ground.
Fu Wenwen sat on the ground, biting her lip, clearly in pain but trying to endure it.
"Lin Yu, what are you doing!" The first few villagers to arrive saw the scene and immediately pushed Lin Yu aside, shouting angrily.
"The Fu surname broke my finger! My finger is broken!" Lin Yu cried, clutching his hand and showing it to the villagers.
The villagers looked at Lin Yu's hand and became even more furious. "What are you showing us? Your finger is perfectly fine on your hand. Lin Feng isn't home, and you're here bullying a widow and her child. Are you even a man?"