No matter how much you try to comfort your mother in private, she still loses in public.

"Father, do you understand that Grandma is using tricks and schemes?" he asked incredulously.

Since Father knows that Grandma is wrong, why should he still obey her?

Bai Manshan sighed. A son should not speak ill of his mother. He only vaguely said, "What you can see, your father cannot?"

He's a son, not an idiot, how could he not see clearly? It's just that he's hard to manage from any perspective.

Bai Ziqian couldn't understand it, nor did he agree with it.

Li Huyu said indifferently, "I live with your father, not your grandmother. As long as your father is a reasonable person, that's fine."

I'm afraid my husband won't understand.

She was satisfied with her husband, Bai Manshan.

"It's true that your mother isn't very capable. If your mother had half the cunning of your father, would she still be able to let your grandmother bully her every time?"

There's no need for your father to lift a finger, and your mother won't be bullied to death by your grandmother. It's just a pity I'm so straightforward; I can't learn to be cunning. She envied those who were good at speaking.

They don't make things difficult for people, but they can fight back if someone bullies them!

She's no good. When others criticize her, she often only realizes it after the fact, then gets furious and thinks she must refute them properly next time, but when the next time comes, she still doesn't know what to say.

It only makes you angry.

Bai Ziqian looked at the envious expression on his mother's face.

The first thing that comes to mind is that thatched cottage in a remote mountain village.

Although the thatched hut was small, the people inside were extremely kind.

If Mother had known Aunt Shuiqing, they could have become very close friends. With Aunt Shuiqing around, Mother's life might have been much more comfortable than it is now...

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When Fan Jin returned to the village with the ragged and dirty Ling Ran, they were spotted by Sun Jinhua, who was chatting and munching on fried broad beans at the village entrance. After the four of them had walked away, Sun Jinhua snorted, "Isn't their family enough of a laughingstock already?!"

The other women, who had been chatting idly, all fell silent when they heard the topic turn to Shuiqing's family.

They had all received help from Fan Jin and Shui Qing to some extent, so how could they possibly eat their food and then curse their mother? What kind of people would that be?

Sun Jinhua glanced at the silent group of people, disapproving of their indebted attitude, spat and continued, "The last person we rescued was obviously a rich young master, but we only got three bags of rice."

"Oh right, we haven't even collected the three bags of rice yet. We've been paying for over a month's worth of food for nothing, and now they've brought back a beggar! I really don't know what they were thinking."

Some women couldn't stand it anymore and chimed in, "That's not true, after all, Fan Er is a scholar, unlike us."

Especially since their family is currently building a house and raising a lot of livestock, they need help everywhere, so hiring someone wouldn't be a problem.

"Yes, this boy looks much bigger than the last one, he can do a lot of work."

"Putting everything else aside, helping to build a house is already a profit; afterwards, it's just a matter of providing an extra set of chopsticks and a meal."

Sun Jinhua couldn't stand it when others said that her second son's family was better off than her own!

What kind of life did Hu Shuiqing live in the past? It was a life where she was suppressed by Hu Shuiqing at every turn and had to listen to her. Why should she be different from Hu Shuiqing? Hu Shuiqing was not even as good as Hu Shuiqing!

He immediately retorted, "What's the difference! You outsiders don't know, you only see my brother-in-law building a house. Let me tell you the truth, they don't even have enough money to build the house!"