"I didn't promise her at the time. It's up to you." Tong Sanlang recounted the situation and concluded this way.
"What did you go over there for?" Qiao Xiaomai asked.
"To ask about the work arrangements for the next few days."
"Why didn't you tell me last night?"
"I was afraid you would be upset." Qiao Xiaomai had been clearly in a bad mood these past few days.
"So you think I'm going to be happy now?" Qiao Xiaomai narrowed her peach blossom eyes at him.
She was peeling shrimps, her hands full of oil.
Lately, she truly had been living the life of luxury, running to the town every day, never repeating a meal, buying anything she wanted to eat, regardless of the price, as long as it was available in Bailu Town.
She was always generous with herself and her people.
However, she definitely did not consider the Zhang Family one of her own. They had mentioned before that they would only seek Tong Sanlang in case of life and death situations. Yet only a few days later, they had Tong Sanlang at their sickbed, asking for Buddha Jumps Over the Wall.
Had they forgotten how they had manipulated her and Yang Ye?
With such thick skin, she couldn't help but glance at Zhuang Luhe, "Mother, you should learn from Sanlang's mother. Just a few days ago she was spreading dirty rumors about me and another man, but now she has the gall to ask me for Buddha Jumps Over the Wall. See, this is what it means to live freely."
To Tong Sanlang, Qiao Xiaomai's words were somewhat harsh. What did she mean by 'Sanlang's mother'? After all, she was her mother too.
Zhuang Luhe and Qiao Changshun were shocked. They thought the Tong Family had simply kept their promise made during the marriage proposal. So this was the actual reason behind their separation?
And Qiao Xiaomai's disrespectful attitude towards her mother-in-law... this was unfilial piety...
Especially said right in front of Tong Sanlang, these words were simply heart-wrenching for him.
The whole table fell silent. Qiao Xiaomai looked up and scanned the room, then smiled, "Let us continue eating, mother. Don't think I'm just spouting nonsense. I'm serious. Our family has improved a lot. You need to stand tall and confident like a true mistress of a wealthy household." The source of thɪs content is novel·fire·net
"Don't be like before, tolerating every injustice and acting stingy – it's all just signs of a petty and petty lifestyle."
The reason why Zhuang Luhe fell ill was partly due to her physical condition and partly due to her emotional problems.
She had suffered for half her life, especially in the last six months. In comparison to the torment in her heart, the physical pain was nothing. Nearly every moment, she was tormented by guilt. Now that she had returned home and seen such changes, her feelings of guilt and frustration couldn't be contained.
A tidal wave of guilt and despair had erupted simultaneously, combined with her already poor health, which left her bedridden.
"Mother, you've already had a brush with death, and there's nothing you can't let go of now. For instance, this situation: Are you going to watch Sanlang's mother demand favors from me after she slandered me? How come you haven't inherited your mother's fierceness?"
Qiao Xiaomai continued, "Or should I invite Grandma here to teach you a thing or two?"
When she was in a good mood, Zhang Family could get away with it. She would let it slide for the sake of Tong Sanlang.
But recently her mood has been poor, and if they had the nerve to irritate her during this time, they couldn't blame her for snapping back.
That was just her nature, and when she truly got angry, she was fearless and even she herself was scared.
And these were her true feelings. Part of the reason she sought Zhuang Luhe was because she hoped there would be someone, an elder, at home who could stand up to the Zhang Family. Otherwise, being a junior, she was at a disadvantage in plain sight.
After witnessing Hua Xiaofeng's behavior, she was even more convinced of this idea.