Sun Lifang, diagnosed with terminal cancer, reflected on her hard-fought life in the hospital. She had once enjoyed immense glory, riding on her husband's success, with a loving family and chil...
"Tsk, don't you think I'm being quite amusing?"
Although she was recuperating at home after giving birth, Sun Lifang was in a good mood every day.
The joy comes from the battle of wits with my husband and daughter.
Everyone says that a "green tea" performance needs a stage, but what if there's no one to rival her?
It doesn't matter; a master's performance doesn't depend on the venue, and they can even design their own opponents.
Even confined to her home, Sun Lifang can still set up a stage and brew a pot of fresh green Biluochun tea for her husband and daughter.
"Don't other people get gifts for the New Year?" Sun Lifang blinked and asked her daughter, "What if Dad doesn't buy us gifts?"
At first, Zhou Xinya didn't understand. She asked Sun Lifang, "Aren't you rich?"
Later, realizing that this approach wasn't right, she changed her method, saying solicitously, "Mom, what do you want? I'll buy it for you with my red envelope!"
Okay, the atmosphere is set, but the little girl is still too naive.
I can buy whatever I want, of course, but can I buy a good mood? Can I buy a family atmosphere?
No, that's the beauty of tea brewing—
Make your home a little more fun.
The second day since receiving Zhou Yunshi's big red envelope, Sun Lifang decided to do more for her husband, such as massaging his shoulders for ten minutes.
There's a technique to this massage. Sun Lifang would invite her husband to the living room sofa, and she would naturally start massaging him while they watched TV.
This is when the whole family is together. The stage is set up, and the actors are about to take the stage.
Sun Lifang rubbed her shoulders a couple of times, and then her hand was grabbed. Sun Lifang shook her head, "It's okay. Even if my husband just watches TV and doesn't talk to me, he's still the most handsome man in the world."
Seeing this, the man casually replied, "You are also the most beautiful woman in the world."
Good grief, that shut them up completely.
Zhou Xinya, standing to the side, objected, "What about me? What about me?"
"I am also the most beautiful woman in the world!"
After saying that, she slipped through Sun Lifang's arm and added in a childish voice, "We're all the prettiest, aren't we?"
Zhou Yunshi smiled but remained silent, and the little girl grew anxious—
"Bad daddy, I'm angry!"
With a "humph," she clasped her hands together, pouted, and said, "I don't like you anymore! You didn't say I was the most beautiful woman in the world!"
Oh dear, here comes the conflict.
Contradiction equals opportunity.
A father-daughter conflict arises, and a manipulative woman enters the scene.
While Zhou Xinya was angry, Sun Lifang not only continued what she was doing, but also deliberately said in a gentle voice, "Honey, don't be angry. Yaya doesn't like you, but I like you~"
"I love my husband the most, he's the best husband in the world!"
This unexpected move disrupted Zhou Xinya's train of thought, leaving her speechless and unsure how to respond.
You think you can mess with me?
Do you know why green tea won?
With a defiant look in her eyes, the woman continued, "I love my husband the most, and my husband loves me the most too. You won't believe me until New Year's Eve. My husband will definitely only prepare a gift for me."
In previous years, there was no tradition of giving New Year's gifts, as it was considered too sentimental. However, Sun Lifang had a way of turning it into a "family tradition."
Only?
Seeing that the little girl's lips were about to pout and she was about to cry, Zhou Yunshi quickly covered his wife's mouth, saying, "Just tell me what you want, don't make her cry."
On the eve of the Lunar New Year, the man sighed—
Who says there are only mother-in-law and daughter-in-law conflicts? There are also mother-daughter conflicts in their family.
The person who started the trouble was his own wife, and the pitiful one who was completely overwhelmed was his own daughter.
In order to have some peace and quiet, the man decided to spend money to avoid further trouble.
Is it really that simple?
No, Sun Lifang hasn't had enough fun yet, and Zhou Xinya's crying was fake.
This time, she focused on her daughter, asking, "Do you know what gift I want?"
"Waaah, I don't know."
The little girl answered naively, completely unaware that she was just a tool.
Sun Lifang smiled and said, "When I came back from the hospital, I saw an advertisement for a Three Lucky Pigs necklace at a jewelry store. Dad will definitely buy it for me!"
Upon hearing this, not only was Zhou Xinya stunned, but Zhou Yunshi also didn't react for a moment.
Three Lucky Pigs: Three golden pigs, from largest to smallest, with gold tassels at the bottom, the kind worn only in period dramas for weddings. Is this what the wife wants?
What will I do with it? Can I wear it outside?
My wife's aesthetic has always been very luxurious; she likes gold and shiny things, like some kind of animal.
Zhou Yunshi couldn't recall for a moment what kind of animal liked to peck at shiny things and store them in its nest, even though it didn't need them, it just liked them.
Sun Lifang is like that; the giant golden frog, which looks like a pressure cooker, is still in her bedroom, and she's already planning to buy her next big item.
"Look, there are five people in my family. I wonder if anyone sells five golden pigs—"
"If there were, that would be wonderful!"
Zhou Yunshi: "......."
Is my home going to turn into a jewelry store?
The man's silence did nothing to dampen the woman's enthusiasm; it only fueled it.
Sun Lifang even gave each pig a name—
"Fortune, prosperity, longevity, happiness, and wealth—exactly five! Honey, what do you say?"
Sun Lifang knew Zhou Yunshi's temper, and he couldn't bring himself to say "no".
We just didn't discover it before, but now that we have, we must make good use of it!
A pot of Biluochun tea completely won over the father and daughter. One was naive, and the other was naturally unable to refuse. Together, they were my best acting tools.
"Daddy, I'm sorry." The little girl, realizing her mistake, ran over and shook her father's arm. "I misspoke just now. I love you too."
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