Spicy Daughter-in-Law, Evil Mother-in-Law, Husband is Back

It was the weekend again, and Li Guorong was busy in the kitchen. Only the kitchen and bedroom belonged to her. Now, whenever she saw anyone in the family speak, she couldn't help but worry that they were criticizing her. She nervously bit the knuckle of her left index finger.

Ring~ Ring~ Ring~

The ringing of the bell broke her fear of entering the living room. Her pupils contracted, and she clung to the window, as if she were flying down. Below her, a man carrying large and small bags was riding a bicycle with a smile, struggling towards the front door.

Lin Shaocheng braked the car, and one of the packages fell off. He bent down to pick it up.

Li Guorong felt all the blood rush to his face. He was back! He was back!

Like a whirlwind rushing out of the living room, Li Guorong hugged Lin Shaocheng tightly, as if she wanted to embed herself into Lin Shaocheng's flesh and blood. The faint scent of grass and sea salt entered her lungs, and the warmth of his body dispelled the trembling throughout her body.

"Shaocheng's back. Don't hug him at the door. It's not a good look when people come and go." Lin's mother smiled, her eyes pretending not to care as she glanced back and forth at Lin Shaocheng's package.

Li Guorong reflexively straightened up, put on a polite smile, took the package that Lin Shaocheng couldn't carry, and the two of them went upstairs together, inseparable. The children playing downstairs and the neighbors enjoying the cool air looked on with envy, wondering how many good things were in those big and small packages.

Lin Yicheng, upstairs, abandoned his usual laziness and took the package from Lin Shaocheng with both hands, eagerly gesturing for Lin Shaocheng to sit down, "Big brother, you've worked hard, what did you bring me?"

Lin Yicheng quickly opened the three largest packages in front of him, which contained colorful clothes, women's stretch pants, and jeans.

Li Guorong's eyes lit up. Were these for her? She wanted to go forward, but seeing her mother-in-law's expression, she remained where she was.

Lin Yicheng's expression changed. These clothes were all women's. He then opened two smaller piles, which contained dried goods such as scallops and abalone. His face darkened as he opened the last package.

There were a few cassette tapes and a few pairs of sunglasses inside. His expression improved, and he took out a pair of men's sunglasses, put them on, stood up, and struck a pose. "Looks good, Mom?"

Lin's mother quickly said, "Handsome, my son is the most handsome."

Lin's mother sat upright, her eyes constantly glancing at the jeans and women's leggings inside.

Mr. Lin couldn't help but show his parental authority, saying, "Buying these things is a waste of money. Let's not buy them next time."

Grandpa Lin picked up the dried seafood and praised, "Not bad."

Lin Shaocheng held Li Guorong's hand, his eyes sparkling as he looked at Li Guorong, while pretending to be reserved. "There wasn't much to buy over there this time. These cassette tapes are new songs from Hong Kong and Taiwan. I managed to get them with great difficulty."

Lin Yicheng was finally satisfied. He took the cassette tape, ignored everyone else, and went inside to listen to the music.

Lin Shaocheng held out a few sunglasses and distributed them to several people, then packed up the rest.

Lin's mother's face turned ashen. In the past, whenever Lin Shaocheng went on a business trip, he would bring her some local specialties, such as fabrics, cosmetics, and health products. This time, all he brought was a pair of sunglasses.

Li Guorong keenly sensed Lin's mother's bad mood and wanted to make amends.

Lin Shaocheng said, "You're never satisfied with the clothes I bring you, Mom. You should just buy them yourself from now on."

Grandpa Lin carefully examined the dried tangerine peels; they were all top-quality. He had no interest in the trivial matters of clothing and shoes that women usually concern themselves with.

Lin Shaocheng stood up defiantly and carried several packages into the house.

Lin's mother couldn't help but say to Lin's father, "Look at your good son, he's forgotten his mother now that he has a wife."

Li Guorong felt a little uneasy, but the warmth of her hands brought her peace of mind, and the colorful clothes peeking out from inside the package made her smile.

The two hugged for a while after entering the house. Lin Shaocheng opened the bundle, and the butterfly shawl dress, the fashionable jeans and leggings inside captivated her. She touched this and that, and the unhappiness of the past few days dissipated.

She couldn't wait to change into a red shirt and jeans. There are all sorts of jeans available now, but she was too old to wear them at the time.

I should wear it while I'm still young. So what if I get bullied by Lin Shaocheng's family? Look at my mother-in-law's livid face and her barely concealed jealousy. Lin Shaocheng is good to me.

Lin Shaocheng clapped his hands and said, "I felt it suited you when I bought it."

Li Guorong blushed slightly, hugged the person in front of him, wanting to complain but not knowing how to say it, saying that his mother-in-law made her do chores.

But which daughter-in-law doesn't do housework these days? People say their mothers-in-law don't give them a good look, but these days, it's rare to find a mother-in-law who's easy to get along with?

Could it be that she insisted on moving in instead of moving out, and regretted it so quickly? She seemed so unwilling to endure hardship in front of Lin Shaocheng.

"I miss you so much, I'm so bored at home."

Lin Shaocheng gently stroked Li Guorong's hair, "I told Mom to take you out to play. Don't you have enough money? It should be enough to cover expenses in Beijing."

Lin Shaocheng had 10,000 yuan in his fixed deposit account. At that time, it was rare to have 10,000 yuan. He also gave Li Guorong 500 yuan. As long as he was healthy, 500 yuan could last him a long time, based on pork at 1.8 yuan per catty.

Li Guorong lowered her head, not wanting to speak. What could she say? Going out was going out, but her mother-in-law always spent money to show off and made her spend money. She felt bad about spending so much money, some of which she had earned at great risk. Didn't this make her seem even more like an unqualified wife?

“I don’t want to go out with my mother-in-law, I want to go out with you.” Li Guorong hugged Lin Shaocheng even tighter, as if to give her more strength.

Lin Shaocheng gently kissed her and whispered, "I got a batch of goods in the south this time. My wife is so eloquent, why don't you take me with you to sell them?"

Li Guorong raised her head, regaining her energy, and started selling goods—that was what she did in her past life.

Lin Shaocheng knew that a cold, aloof attitude towards strangers wouldn't work, so he said, "Okay, okay, let's make money together."

She couldn't help but smile. If she could go out and earn money, she wouldn't have to do housework. At worst, she could hire a part-time helper, and she would pay for it. "I'm going," she said, her voice so loud it could penetrate the roof.

Lin's mother knocked on the door and scolded, "Keep your voice down, what's with all this yelling and screaming?"

Li Guorong quickly covered his mouth, his eyes still wide open as he shouted, and Lin Shaocheng couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Li Guorong was packing his new clothes, while Lin Shaocheng was looking for something on the bookshelf.

Li Guorong asked, "Why did you buy all of these for me, without buying any for yourself?"

Lin Shaocheng said, "I have enough for myself."

The time Li Guorong saw Lin Shaocheng before, he wasn't wearing new clothes. Since the two got married, Lin Shaocheng rarely bought new clothes, and his wardrobe was full of her clothes. She lowered her eyes; she was truly an unqualified wife.

Seeing that Li Guorong had quieted down, Lin Shaocheng turned to him and said, "There are still a lot of clothes that haven't been sold yet. You can pick out some that suit me. There are also suits."

Li Guorong finally recovered his composure and chattered about the funny things that happened when Lin Shaocheng left, hiding all the grievances and setbacks he had suffered. Even simple little things could bring a smile to Lin Shaocheng's face.

Li Guorong pulled out two conservative pairs of jeans from his collection of 7 and 8 jeans, then took out two pairs of unadorned leggings and several pairs of nylon lace stockings, saying, "I'll take these to my mother-in-law."

Lin Shaocheng took out a stack of books and placed them on the dressing table. "If I don't give them to her, she won't be satisfied with anything I give her."

He then turned to look at Li Guorong's expression and said, "If she doesn't like those, then you can give them to her. She doesn't want to bring them back to sell."

Li Guorong finished packing her pants and clothes. Lin's mother was reading the newspaper in the living room. She tiptoed over and said, "Mom, these are some clothes that Shaocheng specially bought for you. I didn't get them for you because I hadn't finished packing them earlier."

Lin's mother picked up her teacup, took a sip, and acted as if she hadn't seen the gift.

Li Guorong said softly, "Take a look and see if you like it. If you don't, I'll take it back."

Lin's mother then looked up, rummaged through her clothes, and said casually, "This is the first time I've heard of a reason to take back a gift. Just leave it here."

Li Guorong rolled her eyes inwardly. Just a moment ago, her eyes were glued to her clothes, but now she seemed indifferent, trying to show off in front of her. If she had the guts, she should try showing off to Lin Shaocheng and see if he would even acknowledge her.

"Mom, I'll go back to my room now."

Lin's mother raised an eyebrow. "Lunch hasn't been made yet. Where are you going?"

Li Guorong was so overwhelmed by the good news brought by Lin Shaocheng that she forgot about lunch. She hurriedly went into the kitchen. Shaocheng liked sweet food the most, so she made sweet and sour pork ribs and meatball soup to soothe his stomach. In the North, there is a saying that dumplings are the first thing to eat when you enter a house, and these days she has been secretly learning how to make dumplings from downstairs. Dumplings will be her staple food.

Place rock sugar in a cold pan with cold oil and heat over low heat until melted. Add the blanched pork ribs and stir-fry. Then add cooking wine, soy sauce, ginger slices, and hot water to cover the ribs. Bring to a boil over high heat, then simmer over low heat.

Cut the pork with a good balance of fat and lean meat, add peppercorn water, and Li Guorong remembers that his daughter had eaten tomato and pork dumplings made by her high school classmate's mother and had been thinking about them ever since. Shaocheng also loves to eat tomatoes.

She chopped the tomatoes, added salt to draw out the juice, mixed the minced meat with the tomatoes, and rolled out the dough somewhat clumsily. A pair of strong, powerful bodies wrapped around her from behind.

Li Guorong looked up and asked, "Why aren't you resting inside?"

Lin Shaocheng gripped the rolling pin and asked, "Why are you cooking?"

Li Guorong's face stiffened, and he quickly lowered his head, "You work so hard every day, and the food you eat in the canteen is nothing compared to what you eat at home."

Li Guorong was somewhat silent. Was that really what she thought? She was a little unsure. She was willing to cook and do laundry for the man behind her, but she also felt a little awkward.

Lin Shaocheng gently kissed the top of Li Guorong's head, "I'll help."

He picked up the rolling pin and the dough with both hands, and the dumpling wrappers spun at a steady speed, like tiny umbrellas flying to Li Guorong's hands.

Li Guorong took the dumpling wrappers; they were all the same size and thickness. With a twist and a pinch, the plump dumplings were ready.

In her past memories, this kitchen was always stuffy and confining, like a cage that tightly trapped her. But today, for the first time, she felt love. The two of them cooked together and earned money together. She pursed her lips, not wanting Lin Shaocheng to see her smile.

Grandpa Lin was in the living room when he suddenly called out, "Shaocheng, come out for a moment."

Li Guorong's smile vanished abruptly. Lin Shaocheng walked out, the steam from the stove suffocating her. She mechanically wrapped dumplings, her soul seemingly leaving with Lin Shaocheng.