Qi An continued, "People say that if someone introduces you to someone of a certain level, it means that you are considered to be at that level in their eyes."
The mother didn't understand: "What do you mean?"
Qi An looked at her with a resentful expression: "What I mean is, in your best friend's eyes, your daughter Qianqian is just trash like Qianbao, understand?"
“That’s impossible,” the mother said immediately.
“Your Aunt Wang and I have been best friends for many years. How could she not want you to be happy? She cares about your marriage even more than I do. Stop talking about her.”
Qi An scoffed: "I think they're just fair-weather friends. You really think she's kind? She's just hoping you'll have bad luck every day."
Tong's mother rolled her eyes: "What nonsense are you talking about? How old are you? I've eaten more salt than you've eaten rice. I won't misjudge people. Your Aunt Wang has a kind heart."
"She probably didn't do her research properly with Qianbao. Let it go. Mom will ask her to introduce you to someone better."
Qi An thought to himself, "Hmm, I did introduce someone better, but I ended up losing your daughter."
Qi An chuckled insincerely, "Alright, just don't regret it later and blame me for not reminding you."
Tong's mother waved her hand impatiently: "Mind your own business. If you're not going to work, go to sleep. What do you want to eat for lunch? Mom will go buy groceries in a bit."
"Make more oil-splashed noodles, I'm still growing."
Mother of the Child: "..."
Qi An took another nap, and after waking up, he went downstairs and strolled around the neighborhood.
Across a patch of exercise equipment, Qi An could see Tong's mother, who was carrying groceries, chatting with an old woman from afar.
The woman with the harsh look had exaggerated expressions, her thin lips moving up and down in a rapid motion; she looked like the key figure in a rural intelligence organization.
As long as she sits at the village entrance and opens her mouth, countless people will be ruined.
Qi Anxin realized that this was Aunt Wang, who was determined to push Tong Qian into a pit of fire.
What kind of grudge could lead someone to introduce a murderer to their best friend's daughter?
Qi An closed his eyes and used a soul-searching technique on Aunt Wang from a distance, instantly revealing all of her past memories.
Aunt Wang's real name is Wang Fang. She is three years older than Tong's mother, Li Shuhui. Both of them lost their husbands at an early age and raised their children alone with great difficulty.
They met when they were setting up a stall in their early years. Their shared fate made them inseparable and they soon became sisters.
The difference is that Tong Qian was very determined and went all the way to graduate school.
Wang Fang's son had terrible grades and didn't get into university, so he went straight to work.
Narrow-minded Wang Fang was indignant that her son had been outshone by a girl, and she secretly hoped that Tong Qian and her daughter would suffer misfortune.
Later, when her son needed to buy a house to get married, Wang Fang sold her house and land in her hometown to raise the down payment and settle her son in the city.
At that time, Tong Qian was still in college, and her mother was still working hard from dawn till dusk to support her daughter's education.
Wang Fang felt that she had finally gotten her revenge.
Although her son wasn't good at studying, he got married and started a family early, so she could enjoy a comfortable life with him from then on.
As for Li Shuhui, the "plastic sister," humph, I don't know what that silly woman was thinking.
A little girl only needs to know a few words. She should be sent out to work and earn money as soon as possible, and then a dowry can be collected when she reaches the appropriate age.
What's the use of a girl studying so much? In the end, she'll still belong to someone else's family.
Besides, does getting a master's degree guarantee you'll make a lot of money?
She probably doesn't earn as much as her son does tightening screws in a factory, where he's paid by piecework, earning seven or eight thousand a month.
Aunt Wang's son was initially quite filial, and her daughter-in-law treated her with great respect.
The young couple both work in the factory. Wang Fang usually cooks and cleans, and goes to square dancing when she has nothing else to do.
She considered herself a respectable old lady in the city, unlike Tong's mother who was still working hard from dawn till dusk selling breakfast.
She had said long ago that only her son could be of any use.
Soon, her daughter-in-law gave birth to her first child, a daughter. Wang Fang, who favored sons over daughters, was very unhappy and didn't care about her daughter-in-law's postpartum period.
Her daughter-in-law had just finished her postpartum confinement when she started throwing a tantrum, forcing the young couple to have a second child.
The son and daughter-in-law both felt that with their financial means, one daughter was enough, so they both refused Wang Fang's request to have a second child.
Wang Fang came up with a wicked plan. While the two were at work and not at home, she secretly took out a small umbrella from their bedside drawer and poked holes in it with a needle.
As a result, when the granddaughter was just three months old, the daughter-in-law became pregnant again and eventually gave birth to twin sons.
Because she didn't take proper care during her postpartum period and the intervals between her pregnancies were too short, her daughter-in-law faced extreme danger during childbirth and almost lost her life.
Wang Fangcai ignored everything else, beaming with joy as she held her two grandsons, oblivious to her son's breakdown and the hatred in her daughter-in-law's eyes.
From that moment on, her good days came to an end.
The young couple were both ordinary working-class people, struggling to raise even one child, let alone three.
Wang Fang only cares about her two grandsons and ignores her granddaughter.
Once, she was so focused on her grandson that she left her granddaughter in the living room overnight, and she almost froze to death. After that, her daughter-in-law never allowed her to get close to her daughter again.
The daughter-in-law felt sorry for her daughter, so she had to quit her job and stay home to take care of the three children.
My son earns money on his own, but he has to pay the mortgage and support a family of five. He's under immense pressure and works overtime day and night.
I'm almost driven crazy by exhaustion. I only make a little over 10,000 yuan a month at most, and I have to pay 5,000 yuan for the mortgage. I wish I could split the remaining 5,000 yuan into eight pieces.
The resentment from the postpartum period, coupled with a series of vicious schemes, completely corrupted the daughter-in-law, who no longer tolerated her mother-in-law, Wang Fang.
The battle between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law thus began. Whether it was arguing or fighting, the daughter-in-law never backed down and always confronted her head-on.
Wang Fang thought her son would help her, but no matter how much she cried and pleaded, her son remained unmoved.
The son only said one thing: "Isn't this all your fault? Who else can you blame?"
The son, exhausted from the constant battles between his mother and daughter-in-law, paid no attention to them, believing it was all his mother's fault.
His filial piety was gradually worn away completely by the suffocating life he was living.
Wang Fang has been completely reduced to a nanny, having to do laundry, cook, clean, and take care of her two grandsons' eating, drinking, toileting, and sleeping.
Forget about square dancing, you have to time your pooping.
She had considered leaving, but the house and land in her hometown had long been sold, leaving her with nowhere to go.
In addition, she couldn't bear to leave her grandson, so she had to work from dawn till dusk like a beast of burden, which was ten thousand times more tiring than when she was selling breakfast.
In just four or five years, Wang Fang looked twenty years older, and she couldn't even straighten her back.
During this time, Tong Qian graduated with a master's degree, started working, and bought a house in the same neighborhood. The two "plastic sisters" met again.
Tong's mother was overjoyed and would often reminisce with her sister Wang Fang about the bitter past and sweet present. The overflowing happiness and ease pierced Wang Fang's heart.
Tong Qian is a filial child who always buys things for her mother, including gold bracelets, gold necklaces, and gold rings.
During holidays, I take my mother shopping for clothes and beauty treatments, and I also enroll her in several tour groups so she can experience scenery and food she has never seen before.
Thanks to Tong Qian's filial piety, Tong's mother grew younger and younger, living a more comfortable life than the old ladies in the city, which made Wang Fang feel increasingly resentful.
No mother can resist showing off her child's filial piety, and Tong's mother is no exception. Her friend Wang Fang is the one she shares this with.
My Qianqian bought me this and that again.
Ugh, I already said I didn't want it, but that brat insisted on buying it. All she does is waste money.
Unbeknownst to her, every time she shared it with her best friend, Wang Fang's jealousy only intensified.
Why is it that Li Shuhui, who suffers first, enjoys a sweet life later, while I suffer more and more?
That's not fair!
She wanted to make Li Shuhui taste her own bitterness, and then see if she could still laugh.
Her daughter, Tong Qian, is perfect in every way—highly educated, with a good job, and earns a lot of money. She has only one flaw—she's getting on in years and still no man wants her.
Since that's the case, she'll find Li Shuhui a "good son-in-law".
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