Shen Siyuan actually doesn’t care whether his mom likes Ruan Hongzhuang or not.
His previous words were not spoken for the sake of saying them.
It’s he who is getting a wife, not his mother. What does it matter whether she likes her or not?
Just like Grandma didn’t like his mom; Grandma thought his mom was too dramatic and brainless.
But this did not affect the loving relationship between his dad and mom, nor did it affect their mother-in-law and daughter-in-law relationship.
Grandma had a point: only the person wearing the shoes knows if they fit.
If Shen Jianjun feels the shoes fit, then there isn’t much for her, as a mother, to say.
However, Shen Siyuan turning off his phone only meant he couldn’t receive calls; it didn’t mean he couldn’t receive Huang Huijuan’s messages.
The moment he turned on his computer, WeChat automatically logged in.
And then, a stream of threatening messages came in.
"You dare to hang up on me?"
"Am I your mother? Am I not in charge anymore?"
"I’ll tell your father, I’ll have him teach you a lesson."
"Tsk!" Shen Siyuan was very disdainful.
Call the parents when you can’t win, right?
He’s already grown up, yet she’s still using the same old threats, with no progress at all.
Shen Siyuan directly closed the window without replying to a single message.
Because he knew that if he replied even once, countless more messages would pop up.
However, Shen Jianjun soon came looking for him after presumably trying to call him to no avail.
"Why have you made your mother angry again?"
Shen Jianjun didn’t start with criticism or lecturing Shen Siyuan right away.
He knew his wife’s temperament all too well.
"I didn’t provoke her, she’s just brooding on her own," said Shen Siyuan.
"What exactly happened? Last night, she was so happy, saying the girlfriend you found is pretty and has a good temperament..."
So, Shen Siyuan briefly recounted the incident to him.
After hearing the story, Shen Jianjun was silent for a long time before saying, "She’s your mother; you should give in to her a bit."
Is he sure he didn’t get that backward?
Shouldn’t it be that since I’m her son, she should be the one giving in to me?
Still, he responded, "I have been accommodating her. I didn’t even argue with her."
"How do you think I should make it up to her now?"
Is that a question that should be asked of me?
But after thinking it over, Shen Siyuan replied, "You could ride a motorcycle to Tunwei Village and buy her a roast duck to take back."
"That makes sense, upvote.JPG"
Although Huang Huijuan is somewhat theatrical, she is easy to appease; she really likes the roast duck from a brine shop in Tunwei Village. As long as Shen Jianjun brings her one, it’s a surefire way to cheer her up.
"What’s with your appearance?"
Seeing Ruan Hongzhuang with sleepy eyes and a haggard expression, Jiang Yingxue was rather surprised.
Ruan Hongzhuang didn’t speak but just started eating what was on the table. Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵※𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮※𝓷𝓮𝓽
"What’s the rush for you to find me so early in the morning?" Ruan Hongzhuang’s tone slightly tinged with resentment.
Jiang Yingxue looked up at the sky upon hearing this, the sun hanging high, scorching the land—does this count as early morning?
"Didn’t you go to see Xiao Shen last night? How did you end up looking ?"
Ruan Hongzhuang gave her a wordless glance in response.
Just as Jiang Yingxue was about to ask again, it dawned on her—after all, she’d been there herself.
So she asked in surprise, "Did Xiao Shen do this?"
Ruan Hongzhuang kept her head down, eating without a word; how could she speak of such things?
"How could he treat you so roughly? That’s too inconsiderate." Jiang Yingxue was quite dissatisfied.
Hearing this, Ruan Hongzhuang had no choice but to look up and defend Shen Siyuan.
"His body is... just too strong."
Feeling her cheeks heat up after speaking, she lowered her head and continued to eat.
Realizing what she meant, Jiang Yingxue wondered how a cultivator’s body could possibly be compared to that of an ordinary person.
"This can’t go on ..." Jiang Yingxue started to worry after hearing her words.
Cows might die from overwork, but you never hear of fields being ruined from too much plowing. She hadn’t known enough; now it seemed Ruan Hongzhuang might be at risk.
And if people started talking about this issue, how embarrassing it would be.
"Actually, we’re both quite normal—it’s just that I’m not very capable." Ruan Hongzhuang said with flushed cheeks.
Frowning upon hearing this, Jiang Yingxue realized she didn’t have a solution for such a situation.
Seeing the look of worry on Jiang Yingxue’s face, Ruan Hongzhuang comforted her, "Don’t worry, Si Yuan is teaching me cultivation. Eventually, we will... um..."
"How long will it take?" Jiang Yingxue pressed.
Ruan Hongzhuang fell silent again.
"This won’t do. Marital harmony requires the couple to resonate like strings of an instrument. A discordant marriage can’t last." Jiang Yingxue spoke with concern.
Ruan Hongzhuang kept her head down, silent—some things were just too hard to say.
"You just can’t have him lose interest in you before the wedding even happens." Jiang Yingxue continued.
"That won’t happen." Ruan Hongzhuang looked up assertively.
"Why not?" Jiang Yingxue was not so optimistic.
"Men always desire novelty; a harmonious couple provides not only physical pleasure but emotional value as well. It’s like walking on two legs; that’s how you go the distance. But now, it’s as if you’ve lost a leg—how far can you go with him?"
"If it were a man without ability, he might endure a lifetime, but an able man won’t endure forever..."
Jiang Yingxue’s words only stirred up more anxiety in Ruan Hongzhuang’s heart. She had been aware of this issue for quite some time.
Despite the inner turmoil, she still stubbornly said, "Si Yuan will find a way. Plus, he’s planning to take me to meet his parents this week."
"Oh? That’s rather soon," Jiang Yingxue replied, surprised.
Ruan Hongzhuang nodded, "He’s quitting his job to go on a cultivation journey, and he’s worried I’ll fret, so he wants to take me to meet them first."
"I see. Who all are in his family? What kind of gifts should we get?" Jiang Yingxue asked.
"His family is simple; other than his dad and mom, there’s only Grandma. His maternal grandpa and grandma have passed away." Ruan Hongzhuang said.
"What about his grandfather?" Jiang Yingxue inquired further.
"This... I haven’t really heard him mention it," Ruan Hongzhuang replied.
"Let’s not worry about that for now; this is easy to handle. I’m free today, let’s go to the mall together." Jiang Yingxue suggested.
"That’s what I had in mind too," Ruan Hongzhuang said.
She had rushed back this morning because she wanted Jiang Yingxue to accompany her to pick out gifts.
They shouldn’t be too expensive but can’t be too shabby either. This was a bit of a headache for Ruan Hongzhuang, but for Jiang Yingxue, it was a simple matter.
"Don’t worry, whatever I pick out, I guarantee your mother-in-law will love it." Jiang Yingxue assured, patting her chest confidently.
Ruan Hongzhuang nodded excitedly at the reassurance.
But she still said, "I’m not married to Shen Siyuan yet. Who knows what the future holds?"
Half-irritated, Jiang Yingxue reached across the table and knocked on her head, "What’s the use of worrying? You must seize the opportunity."
Days flashed by, and in no time, Saturday arrived.