Chapter 63 Throwing a Tantrum

"..." Hearing Fu Wenwen's words, the few male villagers immediately shut their mouths and walked away, shaking their heads.

"Oh, come on! Thought it was a big deal! Fu Zhiqing, just give her two pieces, wouldn't that be enough! It's just two pieces of clothing, why make such an ugly scene," a shrew-mouthed aunt chuckled, implying that Fu Wenwen was stingy for not giving her sister-in-law two pieces of clothes.

"Exactly, she's your own sister-in-law, why make such a scene and become a laughingstock." The younger woman, likely her daughter-in-law, looked at Fu Wenwen with mockery.

Fu Wenwen looked at the aunt and then at the younger woman, recognizing them as the same old aunt and her daughter-in-law who had mocked her by the river.

"Yes! You're so generous, why don't you give her two of your own clothes then! It's just clothes, after all! We're all neighbors, you wouldn't be so stingy as to not give her two pieces of clothing, would you?" Fu Wenwen smiled at the two of them.

"What nonsense are you talking about, who wants your clothes?" Lin Xing said angrily.

"Who's stingy! She's not my sister-in-law! Why should I give her clothes!" the younger daughter-in-law retorted, glaring.

The aunt watching nearby chuckled.

"If she's not your sister-in-law, then it's none of your business, why are you meddling! Do you need to stick your nose into other people's affairs!" Fu Wenwen rolled her eyes at the mother and daughter-in-law, speechless. "If you have so much free time, you might as well do some work instead of constantly prying into other people's lives."

"Fu Zhiqing is young, but her tongue is quite sharp! Good intentions turned into malice! Hmph! Let's go! I'll see who dares to help you in the future!" The old aunt realized Fu Wenwen was not to be trifled with. She pulled her daughter-in-law and left, deliberately leaving behind a divisive remark.

"Safe travels, old aunt. Don't look back while walking, you might twist your ankle. Eat less pickles, it's not good for your health!" Fu Wenwen shouted, waving at the old aunt.

The old aunt wanted to turn back and curse, but she almost twisted her ankle when she stumbled. Fortunately, her daughter-in-law caught her just in time, preventing her from falling.

The aunts watching nearby laughed even louder.

"You, Fu Zhiqing, are so funny!"

"Oh my! I'm truly enlightened, I've never seen anyone make that shrewish woman eat dirt! I didn't expect Fu Zhiqing to look so refined, but her words are anything but gentle!"

"Aunties are teasing me, I'm just indignant. Look, I'm so frail." Fu Wenwen put on a weak facade for the aunties, which made them laugh even more.

"Fu Wenwen!!!" Lin Xing shouted when Fu Wenwen ignored her repeatedly.

Fu Wenwen rolled her eyes and turned to look at Lin Xing. "What are you shouting about? You're not a child anymore, don't be so naive, alright? Just because you can shout and scream, does that mean I'll be afraid of you? Forget about those clothes, I've already dealt with them, they're gone! Understand?"

"Then what about me! They're all wearing beautiful clothes and laughing at me, do you know that?" Lin Xing's eyes reddened, and she cried.

These past few days, her peers had been going to school in beautiful clothes made by Fu Wenwen, and who wouldn't be envious!

Not to mention, when everyone knew Fu Wenwen was her sister-in-law but she herself had no such clothes, people's gazes towards her changed, mocking her for being a sister-in-law without such beautiful attire.

When she argued with them, they just laughed even more fiercely.