An elderly lady nearby noticed Yang Cuihua picking up so many tonics and couldn’t help but ask warmly, "Does your family have a daughter-in-law giving birth?"
Yang Cuihua wasn’t shy with strangers; owning a shop had honed her ability to speak to all kinds of people.
She replied cheerfully, "Exactly, my daughter-in-law is pregnant, but she hasn’t given birth yet."
The old lady looked surprised, "My, oh my! She hasn’t even given birth and you are already buying so many tonics, she must be very precious!"
Seeing that Yang Cuihua was dressed like a wealthy person sparked a desire in the old lady to chat.
"Sister, let me tell you, you can’t spoil your daughter-in-law . If she’s already so delicate before giving birth, who knows how much fussier she’ll be when she’s confined after birth. If you pamper her too much, in the end, it’s your own son who will suffer."
Yang Cuihua’s previously cheerful expression suddenly fell; she wasn’t keen on talking to this woman.
"What are you talking about? As women who have been through it, don’t we know how hard pregnancy is? What’s wrong with being a little delicate? Women should be pampered, and what’s the harm if men endure some hardship? If rough men are afraid of suffering, why go on living? It would be better to die early and save on food."
Yang Cuihua wasn’t one to mince words. Her own mother had favored sons over daughters, which had infuriated her. Ever since she had a daughter, she’d wanted to dote on her.
She couldn’t bear the thought of her precious daughter being treated poorly or suffering in another family, and similarly, she wouldn’t let the daughters of other families suffer in hers.
Besides, wasn’t their Xiao Rou just wonderful?
With such a good daughter-in-law, should she pamper her less and dote on her sullen-faced son instead?
There were both young and old people on the bus. Content originally comes from novel-fire.ɴet
Many people overheard Yang Cuihua’s words. Young girls looked on longingly, perhaps wishing they could have such a mother-in-law.
Older people, on the other hand, were quite dismissive of what Yang Cuihua said.
Xu Niannian and Hu Yue gave Yang Cuihua a thumbs up.
Xu Niannian really liked this aspect of her mother.
Aside from a sharp tongue and a bit of a fiery personality, she was nothing but wonderful to her family.
An older woman humphed and said, "A daughter-in-law has a heart that’s just not in it. Even if you’re good to her, she may not be grateful. Your son is your own flesh and blood. As a mother, you need to think more about your own son. Don’t spoil the daughter-in-law; otherwise, your son might end up bearing the brunt of it. Girl, you’ve got it wrong from the very start; you can’t think like that."
Yang Cuihua hadn’t expected anyone besides her family matriarch Gao Lihong to dare educate her.
She immediately grew discontent and insisted on arguing.
"Old lady, your point of view is wrong. What do you mean, ’a heart that’s just not in it’? A daughter-in-law starts as an outsider when she joins a family. If you don’t treat her with kindness, how can you expect her to do the same? Everyone’s heart is made of flesh. You have to be good to people for them to be good to you. If you set her apart from the start, hoping she will treat you kindly in return, where’s the justice in that?"
"You..." The old woman’s mouth trembled as she shook her head, not continuing further, but her facial expression clearly showed she thought little of Yang Cuihua’s words.
Of course, Yang Cuihua wasn’t about to consider the old woman’s opinion either and rolled her eyes at her.
Seeing Yang Cuihua verbally spar and rolling her eyes, Xu Niannian couldn’t help but cover her mouth and laugh.
When it came to verbal sparring, her mother had never been one to back down.
Her rapid-fire retorts were like a machine gun, rattling off without end.
However, Xu Niannian completely agreed with her mother’s views; indeed, women should be treated this way.