“I admire your Huang family for this,” Old Master Jiang said. “Although there are few people, they are united and there are not many hidden agendas. You probably can’t find such a peaceful village for miles around.”

Old Man Huang especially loved hearing these words.

"That's not true. There are already too few people. If we're not of one mind, we'll be bullied to death."

Not to brag, but people from Huangjiakou may have their ulterior motives, but when it comes to important matters, they can still make sense, especially the men who are the head of the household.

Jiang Nuan neither confirmed nor denied this.

The experience varies depending on the location. This may be true when looking at the whole village, but it may not be so pleasant for an individual.

However, it is human nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and if one were to make unwarranted accusations, one would have no grounds to do so.

"Stop talking nonsense," Old Mrs. Huang said, dissatisfied. "Let me make this clear first, this time I'll let it go, but don't let it happen again. If you want to win people over, do it your own way, I won't say a word, but don't take advantage of your daughter-in-law's good things."

Grandma Jiang was quite unhappy about this.

The skills of their own daughter were taught to outsiders before they were even passed on to the Jiang family.

However, she found it difficult to bring this up.

After all, once a daughter is married, she belongs to another family. The thousand taels of silver he received as a filial gift is already a heavy sum. If he keeps thinking about these things, it will make it difficult for his daughter to be treated.

Hearing this, I felt a mix of emotions, both bitter and sweet.

The Huang family finally has someone who understands.

The family has long since separated, and the daughter has already given all the filial piety she deserves. It's a bit unreasonable that she still cares about her daughter's cooking skills.

Clearing her throat, the old lady suppressed the laughter in her throat, and then advised, "Old sister, your father-in-law has been the village chief all his life. He knows more about these principles than we women do. He must know these principles."

These words made Old Man Huang uncomfortable.

He outwardly offered advice, but in reality, he was subtly criticizing himself.

He understood that Old Lady Jiang was dissatisfied.

It's really not kind of you to covet your daughter-in-law's cooking skills.

"Well, there definitely won't be a next time."

After saying that, Old Man Huang's face turned red.

His in-laws didn't say anything explicitly to save face for him, but he needs to know whether it's good or bad.

"Alright," Old Mrs. Huang waved her hand, "Don't get in my way, I don't want to see you."

I'm so tired!

Men and women are just different. She understands that even the worst man will want to do something, but the old man doesn't care how old he is.

Why are you still causing trouble even with one foot in the grave?

A daughter-in-law being close to her parents-in-law is a blessing they earned in their past lives. Instead of cherishing this blessing, they cause trouble.

It's really going too far to be so greedy for his daughter-in-law's cooking skills when he's taking so much money.

Even the best relationships can't withstand this kind of strain!

"I..." Old Man Huang tried to explain, but said nothing more.

Finally, with a soft sigh, he hunched over and left with his hands behind his back.

“Mother, you don’t need to worry about it so much,” Jiang Nuan said, touching her nose.

Actually, she didn't mind her father-in-law's behavior at all.

It's precious to others, but just common sense to herself. If it works this time, she plans to promote it out there.

But having both mothers so fiercely protective of their daughter is such a wonderful feeling.

Especially seeing the usually composed father-in-law forced to leave in dejection by the two of them.

“You don’t understand,” Old Mrs. Huang waved her hand, “Whether you care or not is one thing, whether you spoil them or not is another. Once it becomes a habit, their appetite will only grow bigger and bigger!”

“That’s right. If you don’t point it out to him, he won’t know that no matter how worthless your things are, they’re still yours and have nothing to do with anyone else,” Old Mrs. Jiang chimed in.

"Okay, I'll do as you say."

Jiang Nuan knew this principle, but she trusted her father-in-law's character and didn't think about it at all.

However, both mothers were worried that their children would suffer, so they protected them tightly and dared not relax their guard at all.

In the backyard, Old Man Huang returned, looking dejected.

A man squatted against the wall, puffing away on his cigarette.

"Oh, what's wrong?" Old Master Jiang's tone was tinged with schadenfreude. "Getting scolded by your wife and sulking?"

Finally, he saw the old man make a fool of himself, and the little devil in Old Master Jiang's heart was laughing hysterically with his hands on his hips.

I've disliked this old man for a long time. He always has a wicked idea in his eyes. Today he's finally getting his comeuppance.

Heaven has eyes!

Indeed, retribution may be delayed, but it will never be absent.

“Old Jiang,” Old Huang jumped up, “you’re not any better than me, are you? You still get lectured by your own wife, aren’t you?”

"Who said that? I'm the man of the house, unlike some people," Old Master Jiang puffed out his chest, trying to appear more righteous. "Even if I were afraid of my wife, I wasn't scolded today, but you..."

“My today is your tomorrow,” Old Man Huang said through gritted teeth. “Don’t be too happy too soon.”

After saying that, he snorted coldly and turned to leave.

He wasn't so frustrated because his wife was nagging him.

It's just a scolding. He's been through so much in his life, does he seem like the kind of person who cares?

Instead, he felt he owed his daughter-in-law too much!

He wanted to make up for it, but found that as an old man, he had nothing to show for himself.

Annoying, so annoying, so incredibly annoying!

Seeing this, Grandpa Jiang looked regretful and said, "Why did you leave so soon? I still had so much to say!"

Grandpa Jiang was annoyed, but his grandsons were even more annoyed.

"Brother Huang, please stop with your delicate hand gestures and repeat after me: 7 + 8 = 15." Boss Huang said through gritted teeth, barely suppressing his anger.

These students were very good at first, especially well-behaved.

It revealed its true form in less than half an hour.

They seem to be listening attentively, but their minds are already elsewhere, and they know nothing when asked a question.

Among them, Huang Lan was the most outrageous. While she was talking, we suddenly heard her extend her orchid finger and let out a devilish laugh.

"Okay," Huang Lan obediently agreed, then pretended to be listening attentively.

Seeing this, Old Huang became even more irritated.

It's always the same: I admit my mistakes, then repeat them.

"Alright, that's enough for today. You guys go back now."

After saying this, Boss Huang slumped to the ground, as if all his strength had been drained away.

"Brother, please accept my condolences," Huang Lao Er said sympathetically. "This is just the beginning!"

He felt he was already stupid enough, never imagining there were people as dumb as a block of wood.

I won't take a sentence to heart even if you say it ten times.

They're so stupid it makes you want to punch them, but I've repeatedly told them not to lay a hand on them.

"Can't you speak properly?" Old Huang glared angrily at his younger brother. "Get out of here and don't bother me."

"Brother, how about we talk to our families and decide not to teach anymore?" Huang Xiaosan said with some lingering fear, "This is a complete waste of time."

You're just making yourself angry!

“Yes, yes,” Huang Lao Er nodded quickly in agreement, “I don’t think I can teach them.”

This suggestion really appealed to Boss Huang. "Why don't we give it a try?"

“Give it a try,” Huang Xiaosan chimed in. “This isn’t a solution. We have so many things to do; we don’t have that much time to waste with them.”