"But don't worry, she won't have time to spy on you for long. I heard her say that her mother-in-law is coming soon, and she'll be living with them."

After Qi Miao finished speaking, Fang Qiao raised an eyebrow and said, "Her mother-in-law is no pushover."

Qi Miao nodded: "Zhou Fang said that her sister also told her to be more careful, but she doesn't believe it. She thinks that as long as she treats people sincerely, she will definitely get their sincerity in return. As long as she is good enough to her mother-in-law, she will definitely gain her mother-in-law's approval and become a loving family with her."

Fang Qiao: "..."

Okay, she really is a silly big sister.

If she had married into an ordinary family, she could probably get along with her mother-in-law by exchanging sincerity for sincerity.

However, in families like Zhang Yuan's, where the mother-in-law went through five pregnancies, giving birth to four daughters before finally having a precious son, she would inevitably treat her son as her own possession and not allow any other woman to touch him, not even her daughter-in-law.

Judging from how tightly she controls her son's salary, she must have a very strong desire to control him.

This kind of mother-in-law, forget about exchanging sincerity for sincerity. Even if you lay your heart bare in front of her, she'd probably think you're deliberately trying to disgust her!

Buddha doesn't save those with love-struck minds; she'll suffer for it from now on.

Whether her life is good or bad is her own destiny, and it has nothing to do with other people.

I can only wish her good luck.

After the Lantern Festival, Cheng Baidong and Gao Ping went on another business trip to the southwest.

When elementary school started, Tian Tian was forced to settle down, reluctantly putting down her firecrackers and slingshot, and resuming her daily school days.

On the first day of school, Chen Yan came to the school to find her with his schoolbag on his back. She didn't want to walk with him and insisted that Fang Qiao take her to school.

"On the first day of school, everyone else's parents drop them off, so I have to drop them off too."

Fang Qiao couldn't refuse her, so she had no choice but to agree.

Fortunately, the primary school is not far away, and it takes at most half an hour to send the two children to school. In addition, she works in the kitchen, so going to the daycare a little later will not interfere with her work.

Fang Qiao took one in each hand and escorted Tian Tian and Chen Yan into the classroom. After talking with the teacher for a while, she went home to her family compound with several familiar neighbors.

As parents, they all talk about their children, saying things like, "My child is like this and that..." Whether praising their well-behaved and sensible nature or their mischievousness, they never lack topics. Once they start talking, they can go on and on, without ever having to worry about an awkward silence.

They walked and talked, and soon returned to the family compound.

After passing the entrance of the residential compound, there is a rest area inside. A group of middle-aged and elderly women are gathered in front of the stone benches. Some are standing, some are sitting, some are chatting, and some are knitting or sewing shoe soles.

These gathering places are usually small information hubs where all sorts of gossip can spread. Even if you're just passing by on your way home, you could be the next person everyone's talking about.

"Don't say anything yet, let's go over there first."

As they passed by, Fang Qiao and her neighbors tacitly kept quiet to avoid becoming the subject of gossip.

Fang Qiao walked past without looking to the side, when suddenly a cold snort came from beside her: "Your name is Cheng Jing?"

The speaker was an elderly woman who looked to be in her fifties or sixties. She held her head high, her chin raised high, and Fang Qiao turned her head to see her nostrils...

It's really bad for your eyes.

Fang Qiao ignored her.

Then the woman added, "It doesn't look like much."

"???" Couldn't Fang Qiao tolerate this?

No, ma'am, who are you? If you're mentally ill, go get treatment and stop acting crazy outside.

“My son’s surname is Zhang, you can call me Aunt Zhang.”

Fang Qiao knew who she was.

This middle-aged woman showed no restraint whatsoever, her face full of arrogance. She scrutinized Fang Qiao with a critical eye and spoke with disdain: "She is good-looking, but she is too old. No one in our village would want her."

After speaking, she swung her arms, crossed her hands, and hugged her chest, thinking she was very elegant, but actually just shaking her head and turning around.

However, in the next second, her body shook violently.

After a scream of "Ah—", Aunt Zhang fell face down, her mouth full of mud.

Fang Qiao calmly pulled her leg back, glanced down at her, and scoffed, "Nonsense."

Aunt Zhang is old, and because of the multiple pregnancies she had when she was young, her health was already depleted. When she fell to the ground, she couldn't get up for a long time.

She spat out the mud she had in her mouth, glared at Fang Qiao with a vicious look, and spat out, "Which damned little whore tripped me? I'll catch her and break her legs!"

She spewed vulgarities, but Fang Qiao ignored her and walked away.

Arguing with such an uncivilized person is pointless, even if you win; it just lowers your own standards.

Aunt Zhang: "Hey! Are you deaf? Can't you hear me?"

Fang Qiao didn't stop walking. She turned to her neighbor and said, "Did you hear someone talking? I only heard a dog barking."

The neighbor was amused by Fang Qiao and covered her mouth to chuckle, "I didn't hear that."

Fang Qiao and her neighbor were so friendly and agreeable that Aunt Zhang's face turned pale.

"You dare call me a dog?"

Fang Qiao: "Whoever answers, that's right."

"Stop right there!"

Aunt Zhang was so angry she felt like her lungs were about to explode. She strode after Fang Qiao, raised her hand high, gritted her teeth, and viciously swung it at Fang Qiao's face.

"Fang Qiao, watch out!"

Fang Qiao turned her head and dodged the slap that came from behind.

Aunt Zhang's first attack failed, but her eyes hardened, revealing a fierce glint, and she raised her hand again.

Fang Qiao reacted quickly, grabbing her wrist and twisting it behind her back.

A sharp pain struck instantly. Before Zhang Dama could even react to what had just happened, her wrists were pressed down, her waist bent, and her elbows forced to kneel on the ground.

"Ouch! It hurts! Let go, let go!"

Fang Qiao didn't let go, but instead applied a little more force.

Aunt Zhang's screams grew even louder.

Fang Qiao: "You want to hit me?"

Aunt Zhang: "I, I... mistook you for someone else."

The person she was looking for was named Cheng Jing, but this person wasn't; she had just heard this person's companion call her Fang Qiao.

"Even if you haven't mistaken the person for someone else, you're still going to hit them?"

"I don't!"

Aunt Zhang felt she had been wronged.

"You tripped me first! And you called me a dog! That's why I was so angry I had to fight back!"

She didn't initially intend to hit anyone.

She was simply unhappy that Cheng Jing was so blind to her son's worth, daring to reject him and leaving him with a lingering resentment. Adding to her woes, her daughter-in-law was constantly causing trouble, still preoccupied with useless romantic entanglements even after marriage, and always arguing with her son over trivial matters. She was seething with anger and wanted to confront Cheng Jing.

Little did she know that she had mistaken someone for someone else and had found a 'fake Cheng Jing'.

But this fake Cheng Jing is also sharp-tongued!

Very fierce!