My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

Chapter 153: Chapter 155: Make Her Live in the Doghouse

When Wei Tian came back, he was overcome with affection at the sight of his own girl who ran towards him.

“Nini, my good girl, did you miss daddy?” Wei Tian picked up his daughter. Spinning around with her several times, it was quite clear how much he loved this girl.

“I did!” Wei Jiani had always been a sweet talker, a smart kid who knew to perform. Her chatter always made Wei Tian both fond of her and loath to scold. But compared to her, Tang Yuxin was a plain and clumsy speaker. She was not good-looking at all. That’s why in front of Wei Jiani, she was just decoration, an unnoticed green leaf.

“Wei Tian, look, this is Yuxin.”

Sang Zhilan tucked her hair behind her ears and then pulled Tang Yuxin in front of herself, giving Tang Yuxin’s shoulder a firm squeeze, somewhat threateningly.

“Yuxin, greet him.”

She frowned at Tang Yuxin. She was so upset by the girl’s inability to talk properly. Tang Zhinian, how in the world did he teach his kid? The girl barely spoke when she met new people. Nini, on the contrary, was adored by everyone she met.

“Hello, Uncle,” Tang Yuxin put her small hand into her sleeve and gripped tightly.

Wei Tian, what a hypocrite.

On the surface, he treated you well. But in fact, he was the most miserly. Sang Zhilan was even more foolish, following him with no title at all. At the end, he left her, throwing away both husband and daughter. When someone in the Wei family got sick or hurt, it was always Sang Zhilan who took care of them. But the eldest daughter-in-law didn’t even lift a finger.

So there’s a saying.

A wife is loved and treasured, but a daughter-in-law who comes of her own accord will not be cherished.

Sang Zhilan deserved to be looked down on. She orbited the Wei family all her life. She not only wasted her life, but she also ruined her own daughter’s life.

“Oh, hello Yuxin. Your mom has mentioned you, such a good girl.” Wei Tian was all smiles. But if you didn’t pay close attention, you couldn’t detect the cold sharpness and calculating look in his eyes.

“Come, Yuxin. Go help me with the cooking.”

Sang Zhilan quickly grabbed Tang Yuxin’s hand and led her to the kitchen. The kitchen was just a small partitioned area, which was very familiar to Tang Yuxin.

She had lived here for nearly seven or eight years, until the Wei family bought a new house and moved out. Wei Jiani then got her own room, but she didn’t. She lived in a small room partitioned with wooden boards. During the day, it was used for storage, and at night it was Tang Yuxin’s bedroom.

Nowadays, Wei Jiani was so reluctant to give up any space to sleep, and probably she, an outsider, would sleep there.

Perhaps Sang Zhilan wanted to see what Tang Yuxin could do, she made herself scarce and left everything to Tang Yuxin. And Tang Yuxin would not let her down.

She could do anything: cooking, laundry, childcare.

She was a free-of-charge nanny, earning outside, but spending for the Wei family.

“Hmm, the noodles Yuxin cooked are good.”

Wei Tian was eating noodles. When he heard they were cooked by Tang Yuxin, more calculating thoughts flickered in his eyes, still all smiles.

“Where will she stay?”

Wei Tian asked Sang Zhilan. “Our house is small, there’s really no room for her.” But he didn’t mention his daughter’s room at all. He didn’t want a peasant kid to sleep with his daughter. Who knew what diseases she brought, or even how dirty and stinky they were.

“Nini doesn’t like to sleep with her sister.”

Even thinking about this issue gave Sang Zhilan a headache. Indeed, the house was too small. Wei Jiani was the only one who could share a room, but now she was completely against it.

“What about cleaning up the mop storage, ” Wei Tian thought and suggested to Sang Zhilan. “Though it’s small, it’s okay to sleep a kid in there. We won’t be so tight when we get bigger houses.”

Honestly, Sang Zhilan did not agree.

That small corner, known for mop storage, was actually used to keep dogs before. It was a small, confined space, damp and musty. Not even a dog could fit comfortably there, let alone a human. She didn’t want to put Yuxin in such a place. But in the end, there was no other place for Tang Yuxin. She had thought it through, everything except the housing. She originally thought Tang Yuxin could sleep with Wei Jiani, and that would be no problem. But now, Wei Jiani firmly refused. And she did not want to push her daughter. But it seemed she had forgotten something now.

She didn’t force Wei Jiani because Wei Jiani was her daughter. Did that mean Tang Yuxin was rock or stone and not her birth-daughter?

“Yuxin, could you stay here for now?”

Sang Zhilan opened a small door and tidied up inside. She laid rotten cotton wadding on the clammy and cold floor. It was impossible for anyone to sleep here.

Tang Yuxin lowered her eyelashes. When she opened her eyes again, everything was calm, as if she had become an imbecile. She did not object.

No one noticed, just then, a trace of sarcasm rose on her lips.

At night, Sang Zhilan asked her to help again, acting like a boss. She wanted to see exactly what level Tang Yuxin could reach. If Yuxin could cook edible food, then she would have nothing to worry about.

As a peasant child, Tang Yuxin had learned to do housework early on. She cooked rice porridge and steamed buns. The buns came out well. Despite her small size, she was strong and the buns she made had the right fermentation and soda. Not too much soda, not too little. They were both white and round.

“Yuxin, help me check if I have added too much baking soda. Can you smell if it’s sour?” Sang Zhilan placed a piece of dough in front of Tang Yuxin’s nose.

Tang Yuxin took it, smelled it with experience, and checked the color.

“It’s not enough,” she reached for the small jar of soda, squeezed out a bit more, and kneaded it in. Then Sang Zhilan asked Tang Yuxin to smell it again. This time Yuxin approved. Both of them had acute noses for this. Yuxin was a pro at making buns, so it was almost certain her buns would be good.

In this respect, Sang Zhilan was no match for her.