Upon hearing Zhang's mother's words, Zhang's father, who had been pretending to be serious while holding the newspaper, stopped pretending.

With a snap, he folded the newspaper and threw it on the table.

"Who can you blame? When Zhonghua was getting married, you said it yourself that no matter what kind of woman he married, it didn't matter as long as he got married."

Now that her grandchildren are all grown up, she has carried on the Zhang family line. We can't just divorce her because she cares about her own family, can we?

Besides, no matter how bad Xiazi is, she is still the children's mother and your son's wife.

"If your son doesn't agree, even if you and I want to divorce her, it'll be in vain."

Mr. Zhang said angrily, but he knew perfectly well what was going on in his mind.

My son's thoughts are crystal clear; they can't be hidden at all.

My wife was incredibly spoiled when she married into the family; I know that all too well.

Besides, when it comes down to it, their son is willing to spoil his wife. If the two old folks gossip, not only will their relationship with their daughter-in-law become strained, but their son will also be the one in a difficult position, caught in the middle.

The old woman is someone who loves her son dearly, so if they really start arguing, the one who will eventually give in is definitely the old woman who loves her son dearly.

However, the old woman could never see things clearly. When she saw her daughter-in-law doing something wrong, she couldn't help but nag and keep it in mind.

Despite his nagging, he still had to clean up his daughter-in-law's messes.

In the end, he did get his fill of nagging, but all his effort was wasted, and he still managed to annoy his daughter-in-law.

He cherishes his own wife, and he truly feels sorry for his wife who works so hard but doesn't get any appreciation.

"You old fool, what nonsense are you spouting? Who wants your son and daughter-in-law to separate?"

I'm just saying this because thinking about my grandchildren makes me feel sad.

"How about we bring Xiaobao and Panbao over to help out too?"

Zhang's mother glanced at the old man, then sat on the edge of the bed, thought for a moment, and said in a low voice.

After hearing her words, Zhang's father shook his head, stepped forward, lifted the quilt, and lay down. Then he muttered, "Da Bao is raised by us and is not close to his daughter-in-law. Why would she be willing to let us take care of Xiao Bao and Pan Bao?"

I said, "You're so old, wouldn't it be better to enjoy your retirement?"

Although I love my grandchildren, they are so young, which is the age when cats and dogs hate them the most.

It's expected that you'll raise them well, but if you don't, you'll get criticized. Why bother?

Besides, their daughter-in-law certainly wouldn't want them to take care of the two children.

After the old man lay down on the bed, Zhang's mother mumbled something and then fell silent. She called out "Hey!" twice, but the only response was the old man's snoring.

This made Zhang's mother very angry, but she also knew that what the old man said was not without reason.

Rationally, she felt she should listen to the old man, but she always felt uneasy about it.

Especially since her son was siding with his daughter-in-law and speaking on her behalf, she felt as bitter as if she had eaten a bitter melon.

The old man's heartless behavior only made her tears fall more uncontrollably.

In fact, Zhang's mother knew perfectly well that what the old man said was right, and if she were smart, she should do as the old man said.

But the son she raised with such care for her forgot his mother after he got married.

She was so devoted to her son, but he never understood her.

The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt. With her back to the old man, she clutched her pillow and tears streamed down her face. In no time, half of her pillowcase was soaked.