"What do you mean? Aren't her clothes washed by me? Don't I always cook for her? Aren't these laborious tasks?" Lin Caihe yelled.
She could no longer hold it in. All the injustice she had endured over the years erupted at this moment. All she wanted was to voice the resentment she had bottled up over the years. She'd had more than enough of Lin Caisang.
"Second Sister, why didn't you mention how you've been eating the meat Brother Changhong hunted, and the wild eggs Sister Sangsang gathered? How you've been eating the grains they bought with their hard-earned money? The clothes you wear, the food you eat, aren't they all earned by Brother Changhong and Sister Sangsang? Why don't you mention all this?"
Lin Caiqing mumbled, looking at her sister, asking.
"If all of this were converted into silver, it wouldn't amount to a small sum, right? Second Sister."
"You..."
Lin Caihe was speechless, not expecting Lin Caiqing to say such words.
