The ladies present were all heads of their households; how could they not see the difference in their mannerisms? Then one of the ladies chimed in, "Mrs. Xu's words really resonate with us. Sometimes I think about how our daughters are raised by our side, pampered and spoiled, but when they go to their husbands' homes, they are treated like slaves. It makes me feel so indignant."

Another lady laughed and said, "Isn't that how it is for us? When we're with our parents, we can do whatever we want. But once we leave home, we suddenly become adults. When I first got married, I didn't know anything and couldn't manage the household affairs. My mother-in-law scolded me for a long time, but I gradually learned how to do it."

This was a heart-to-heart chat. Then another person said, "My husband is from the village. After we got married, my dad was worried that I wouldn't be used to living in the village, so he bought a small courtyard house in the city for me to live in. What I fear most is going back to my husband's family home for holidays. When we first got married, when we went to my husband's family home for the Mid-Autumn Festival, my mother-in-law actually wanted me to work in the fields. Good heavens, how could I do farm work? In the end, my nanny said that my period hadn't started yet, and I escaped that ordeal."

With a new topic emerging, everyone continued chatting and laughing. Whenever the conversation was about to fall silent, Zhang Zhaoci would bring up a new topic. The morning was filled with laughter and conversation, and everyone had a very enjoyable time.

Lunch was very lavish. The ladies and their daughters prepared one table, and another table was set up for the boys who had come with them. Although the border town was quite open-minded, the rule that boys and girls under the age of seven should not sit at the same table was still observed.