However, in this era, the mindset of that old woman is quite common.
To Yang Cuihua, her words were utter wisdom, while to the others on the bus, they seemed to think her head wasn’t screwed on right. Check latest chapters at novel[f]ire.net
In these times, hardly any mothers-in-law are good to their daughters-in-law.
Just as the bus’s passengers were scoffing at Yang Cuihua’s words, a middle-aged man got on halfway through the journey.
The moment the middle-aged man boarded, he attracted everyone’s attention.
He was dressed in a suit and tie, his hair slicked back and shining.
A rather fashionable style for the time.
Generally, in people’s minds of that era, such attire indicated a distinguished and capable individual.
The previously mentioned old woman’s eyes lit up as she called out to the middle-aged man, "Shuanzi."
The pride in her eyes was quite evident.
Shuanzi was equally surprised, and he took two quick steps towards the old woman, "Mom, what brings you to the county town?"
The old woman patted Shuanzi’s hand, "Mom’s here to buy cloth, come, come, come, sit by me, I’ll make room for you."
The middle-aged man decisively moved over, and the old woman, looking to be over sixty, truly made room for him, and he actually took the seat.
No one on the bus thought anything of it, except for Yang Cuihua and her daughter Xu Niannian, whose values were deeply challenged.
Such a grown man still needing his own mother to give up her seat for him.
It appeared that this old woman really did spoil her son, quite excessively...
This was just a small interlude, not something Xu Niannian and Yang Cuihua took to heart.
But the old woman was getting into the groove.
She camped onto her son, boasting non-stop.
Initially, Xu Niannian and Yang Cuihua dismissed it.
Until the old woman uttered a sentence.
"My son works in the big factory of Xu Corporation, he has now been promoted to workshop director, impressive, right?"
With that statement, the bus erupted into excitement.
Xu Corporation, who in Nancheng hadn’t heard of it?
It boosted the entire economy of Nancheng, turning a small mountain village into a bustling place like a town.
On the bus, there were parents whose children worked for Xu Corporation, and many began to show keen interest, flattering the mother and daughter in not so subtle ways.
Hearing the bus’s passengers bragging about the prestige of entering Xu Corporation, Yang Cuihua wore a proud smile.
See, her daughter was that impressive.
This was her daughter’s very own company, after all.
Xu Niannian merely smiled and did not take it too seriously.
She separated work from life, and no matter how peculiarly this man was raised, as long as he was competent at his job, she wouldn’t interfere.
After the old woman boasted for a while, feeling quite proud, she asked Yang Cuihua, "Girl, where does your son work?"
Yang Cuihua’s lips twitched, "At the same company as your son."
Upon hearing this, the old woman rejoiced further, "Well, that’s quite a coincidence. Which workshop does your son work in? I should introduce him to my son, let our Shuanzi help him out a bit, as a favor for you, sis."
Of course, the old woman wasn’t so kind as to have her son help out; it was purely bragging.
Yang Cuihua could certainly see right through the old woman’s intentions.
But before she could even speak, the old woman’s shifty eyes zeroed in on Xu Niannian and Hu Yue sitting behind Yang Cuihua.
"These two must be your daughters; oh, they’re so beautiful."
Hearing the old woman compliment her daughters, Yang Cuihua’s anger immediately vanished, her face blossoming with a smile, "That’s right, my daughter is indeed beautiful."
She didn’t bother to correct that Hu Yue wasn’t her daughter. There was no need to explain too much to strangers.