Chapter 73: Demanding

On the first day of the new year, you don’t visit relatives.

Besides, Fu Mingxue and her mother don’t really have any family left.

After all, things had gotten so ugly with the old Fu family—they certainly weren’t going to come around.

In the past, Mother Fu would still send gifts to the old couple from the Fu family out of a sense of propriety.

But this year, she finally had some backbone and simply didn’t send anything.

This made Old Lady Fu so angry that she spent ages cursing at home during the New Year.

They were leaving tomorrow.

Mother Fu had already sold her job as soon as she’d decided to leave.

She even got five hundred yuan for it.

Right now, mother and daughter were at home, packing their things.

“Son-in-law, what are we going to do with all this stuff?”

“Mom, just pack everything up. I’ll take it to the post office and mail it this afternoon.”

Mother Fu breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that.

“That’s great.”

They’d already packed most things earlier, so now they were just sorting out the last of it.

As for the leftover food—she planned to finish what she could at dinner, and whatever couldn’t be taken, she’d give to the neighbors she got along with.

Times were tough, and no one would turn down a little extra.

The most anxious of all was Song Anxiao.

Ever since her memories of her past life had awakened, she’d been wanting to find Fu Mingxue.

But her three kids at home kept tying her down.

If it wasn’t one crying, it was another—never-ending, nearly driving her to the brink.

Now that Fu Mingxue was leaving tomorrow, if she didn’t go see her now—when would she ever get another chance?

She thought it over and decided she had to go.

“Mom, I have something really important to do. I’ll be out for a bit.”

She didn’t wait for her mother to say anything and dashed out the door.

But when she actually reached Fu Mingxue’s house, she hesitated.

What was she supposed to say to Fu Mingxue?

Tell her that she was supposed to be her sister-in-law?

Just then, the door to the Fu house opened.

It was Fu Mingxue herself.

When she saw Song Anxiao, a look of disgust flashed in her eyes. “Song Anxiao, what are you doing standing at my door?”

Song Anxiao froze.

They’d only seen each other a few days ago, but now, with her awakened memories, it felt like two lifetimes had passed.

She forced herself to speak. “Sister-in-law—”

Fu Mingxue narrowed her eyes dangerously. “Song Anxiao, are you out of your mind? Who are you calling sister-in-law?”

Ha, what a little ingrate.

In her past life, she’d tutored Song Anxiao, helped her get into college despite her useless brain.

But after Song Anxiao went to school, she looked down on her “sister-in-law” at every turn.

She’d never once called her that before.

And now? Suddenly she’s using the term? Unless… Fu Mingxue narrowed her eyes, sizing her up.

Song Anxiao also realized that calling her “sister-in-law” was out of place.

“Mingxue, I heard you’re leaving tomorrow. Could I borrow some of your study materials?”

“Borrow? What kind of daydream is that? Don’t even think about it.”

Song Anxiao hadn’t expected such a blunt refusal and grew anxious. “Mingxue, your study materials will just go to waste if you leave them. How about this—I’ll buy them from you?”

She thought it over—there was no way Fu Mingxue would become her sister-in-law now.

After all, her brother was in jail, and Fu Mingxue was marrying someone else.

There was no way Fu Mingxue would help raise the three Song kids either.

So the only thing left was Fu Mingxue’s study materials—she needed them.

She was going to take the college entrance exam next year—she wanted to be a nurse, so she could marry her future husband in a few years.

But as for her own abilities—she’d long forgotten all the knowledge from her past life’s dreams. There was no way she could pass on her own.

Fu Mingxue sneered coldly. “Like I said, stop dreaming. Even if I throw those study materials away, I won’t give them to you. Don’t waste your time. Now get lost—”"