Xiaohua didn't take it seriously and said, "Who cares if he's angry with me or not? Just ignore him. If he's not coming, you'll have to work harder to play with Kang'an. If you can't do the housework, don't do it. I'll do it when I get back."

“I can do these chores around the house in no time, don’t worry, it won’t interfere with me taking care of the kids. I had several kids in quick succession, and I can manage to take care of the kids and work at the factory at the same time. When I get home, I still have to take care of the men in my family.”

Aunt Zhang spoke with a proud expression.

Little did she know that she was just engaging in self-deception. Her husband couldn't earn money outside the home and couldn't do the housework, so Aunt Zhang had to take care of his every need.

"Xiaohua, I'm not trying to criticize you, but Kang'an's father is truly the best man I've ever met. He's handsome, tall, has a great job, and is incredibly good to you and the children. You'd be hard-pressed to find a man like that even with a lantern, Xiaohua. You can't be ungrateful."

Looking at Aunt Zhang, Xiao Hua suddenly felt that her aunt was just like her mother, Mao Dani. When talking about He Yan, it was as if Mao Dani had possessed her.

"Sister Zhang, I'm going to tell you a secret, but you must never tell anyone."

As people reach middle age, their gossip instincts become stronger, and Aunt Zhang quickly leaned in to listen to Xiaohua's secret.

"Actually, I don't like men. I like women. I feel nauseous and want to vomit when I see men. I get excited and scream when I see a beautiful woman. No matter how good He Yan is, he's not a woman. I can't accept that!"

As soon as Xiaohua finished speaking, Aunt Zhang stood up in fright. She looked at Xiaohua as if she were a psychopath: "I can't accept this!"

"Ha ha……"

Xiao Hua couldn't help but burst into laughter when she saw Aunt Zhang's face looking like she had stepped in some kind of poop.