"Quick, eat this egg." Linden’s mother peeled it and fed it to Phoenix Golding.

Phoenix Golding gobbled it down so fast she nearly bit her mother’s fingers. She hadn’t eaten an egg in a very long time.

"Slow down, don’t choke. Did that little beast not cook again?" Linden’s mother’s heart ached. She never could have imagined her once-prosperous daughter would end up like this.

Phoenix Golding devoured the egg in a few bites and drank a glass of water. She felt a little better, but she was still hungry. A gnawing emptiness clawed at her stomach, a craving for something substantial. She asked urgently, "Are there any more eggs?"

Linden’s mother sighed. "Where would I get more? I had to sneak this one away right from under your sister-in-law’s nose. I have no say in this house anymore; your sister-in-law’s in charge now."

Just thinking about it made her furious. That vixen of a daughter-in-law had her son completely bewitched. After her daughter’s "incident," the vixen ran back to her parents’ house. She stayed there for over a month, refusing to return even though her son went to bring her back several times. Then, she demanded control of the household, threatening divorce if she didn’t get it. ’Hmph, as if she’d really divorce him. She’s secondhand goods with a kid—she’d never be able to marry again!’

But her spineless son actually believed her. He came home, got that heartless old man to agree, and handed control of the household right over to that vixen. Now she was a complete nobody in her own home, without even the right to eat an egg.

Linden’s mother went out to throw out the water, taking a detour to peek into the chicken coop. It was completely empty, without so much as an eggshell in sight. She then rummaged through chests and cupboards but still found no eggs. Even the oil, salt, soy sauce, and vinegar by the stove were nearly gone. The place looked like it belonged to a family that had fallen on hard times, hardly a proper home at all.

With a heavy sigh, Linden’s mother could only return empty-handed. "Just drink some more water. Don’t we have laying hens? How can there not be a single egg?"

Phoenix Golding said through gritted teeth, "That little beast ate all the eggs. I’m too weak right now; I can’t overpower her."

"You’re just going to let that little beast run wild?" Linden’s mother demanded, incensed.

"Of course not. That little beast’s good days are numbered. Just wait until I get my strength back. I’ll take care of her then." Phoenix Golding sneered. She had already figured out how to deal with Jacqueline Spann. She was just too weak to do anything about it now. Once she recovered, she would make her move.

"Don’t let that little beast off easy. I’ve already asked someone to make inquiries in the mountain villages. We should hear back in a few days. We’ll demand a high bride price; it’s a one-time deal, after all," Linden’s mother said.

Phoenix Golding nodded; she had the same idea. However, she hadn’t given up on the single men from the coal mine and decided to ask. Linden’s mother’s expression changed drastically. She glanced at Phoenix Golding, who looked haggard and worn, and said with regret, "That man your cousin introduced has already found someone."

The last time that older man came to visit, Phoenix Golding was locked up in the ancestral hall. So, her niece introduced him to a young widow from their own village instead. It turned out they hit it off. The very next day, they got their official papers and marriage certificate. She just packed a few things and went with him to the coal mine. Her niece told her the couple was getting along swimmingly.

"Aren’t there lots of single men at the coal mine? Ask Cousin to introduce me to another one. I don’t mind if he’s older."

Linden’s mother’s expression grew awkward. She agreed vaguely and quickly changed the subject. "Someone’s interested in your sewing machine. They’re offering a hundred yuan. I think you should just sell it. You can use the money to buy some nutritious food to get your strength back."

’The coal mine was a lost cause now. Some damn bastard had been running their mouth, spreading the shameful story of my daughter being paraded through the streets and locked in the ancestral hall all the way to my own family’s village. Now, my niece absolutely refuses to make any more introductions, saying she couldn’t do that to her coworkers. It’s infuriating!’

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