"Why is she suddenly making such a fuss?" Zhang Yuefen said angrily as Song Xia went to the children's room to take care of Lingling.
Xie Yuan said with a gloomy face: "Isn't it because you always push her too hard? I've said it before, Song Xia used to be a rich young lady and she can't do those things. You guys are the same, you don't pay attention to hygiene."
Facing her son, Zhang Yuefen's arrogance subsided somewhat, but she still couldn't help cursing: "What kind of bullshit rich girl is she? Once she marries into our family, she has to abide by the rules of the Xie family. As for hygiene, how can she be so disgusted with her elders? Your father and I have lived like this for most of our lives, and she's just being pretentious."
"Alright." Xie Yuan glanced carefully at the door and lowered his voice. "Lingling is probably in a bad mood because she hasn't been feeling well lately. She'll be fine after she vents. Mom and Dad, please try not to upset her during this time."
Zhang Yuefen said irritably, "This is like marrying a tyrant. Shanshan is much better; she never talks to us like that."
"Mom!" Xie Yuan warned, "Don't mention them, mother and son, here."
Xie Chuancai then said, "Actually, it's good to move out, so we'll have more time to visit Tianci."
Speaking of her grandson, Zhang Yuefen's eyes shone with joy: "That's true. After we moved out, it's much easier to make soup for Tianci. He loves my cooking the most."
"Alright, that's enough." Xie Yuan paused the conversation. "We can't let Song Xia go to the company right now. The most important thing is to keep her calm and focused."
"Mom knows what she's doing and won't let her be idle."
Inside the children's room, Song Xia had no time to think about the Xie family's scheming. In the end, it was all the same old thing. Spending time with her daughter was much more fun.
"Will Mom sleep with me tonight?" Lingling blinked her big eyes, just like Song Xia's, full of anticipation and joy.
"Yes," Song Xia tapped her little nose, "Does Lingling welcome her?"
Lingling happily hugged Song Xia's neck and giggled, "Of course you're welcome, I love Mom the most."
"My mom also loves my Lingling the most."
Song Xia didn't hold back her affectionate responses at all. Children are the simplest and most easily influenced, so she had to give Lingling a strong sense of security.
Then, we need to tell Lingling about Aunt Liu's matter first, so that Lingling won't overthink it: "Grandpa and Grandma will be moving out tomorrow, and then Mom will ask another grandma to come and take care of us, okay?"
Lingling didn't answer immediately, but asked nervously, "Will that grandma be good to Mommy?"
Song Xia's heart softened; the child, though silent, truly understood everything.
"Yes, Mom will. She was raised by that grandma, and she will take good care of my Lingling in the future."
"I will like the people my mother likes too."
Song Xia gently patted her back: "Lingling, you don't need to take your mother as the standard. You need to feel things with your own heart."
Lingling didn't quite understand what her mother was saying, but she knew that her mother was the best person to her, so she just needed to listen to her mother.
She even thought it was great that her grandparents were moving out, because they always made her mother angry, and she didn't like them.
The mother and daughter snuggled in their small bed, sleeping soundly. In another room, Xie Yuan was waiting for Song Xia to come to the master bedroom so he could coax her as usual and then force her to agree to his unreasonable demands. But no matter how much his anger rose, she never came.
The next morning, the family of three got up early, but still couldn't find Song Xia.
There was no delicious breakfast on the table, no fresh ingredients in the refrigerator, and naturally, no one had chosen clothes and shoes for Xie Yuan.
Xie Yuan never cared about these things, so he was a little impatient when his parents complained to him as soon as he woke up.
"You gave me a hard time yesterday, and now you're not even making breakfast today. You're really throwing a tantrum."
Xie Yuan hastily put together a meal, and his irritation was palpable from waiting so late yesterday: "Mom, I'm going to the company first. You can go out and have breakfast yourselves."
Zhang Yuefen wanted to complain, but seeing her beloved son like this, she immediately compromised: "Okay, your dad and I don't need you to worry. Company matters are the most important. Drive safely."
Xie Yuan didn't even want to respond anymore, and simply closed the door and left.
So Zhang Yufen transferred her anger to Song Xia. Regardless of whether the mother and daughter were still sleeping, she banged on the door with all her might.
Actually, Song Xia and Lingling had already woken up inside, but they just didn't want to deal with them. When they heard the knocking, their playful noise suddenly stopped.
Lingling rolled off the bed like a carp, opened the door, mustered her courage, and then pouted, scolding, "Grandma, how can you be so rude? The teacher said to knock quietly, you scared me."
Song Xia stood behind Lingling: "Mom, you'd better have something to say."
Zhang Yufen was already furious early in the morning, and when she opened the door, the mother and daughter still had this attitude. She couldn't take it anymore: "What's wrong with me? Don't you know what's going on?"
"Since everything's alright, I'll take Lingling out. Oh, and I've also called a moving company for you. They'll move your things to your rented place this afternoon."
Song Xia wouldn't tolerate her; anyone who upset her should just get lost.
"Stop right there!" Zhang Yufen was furious and reached out to pull him away.
"Who gave you the right to talk to me like that? Song Xia, do you even respect me as your mother-in-law? Why wasn't breakfast made today? Why haven't the groceries from the fridge been delivered yet? Have you done the laundry? You didn't even come out to deliver the clothes to Xiao Yuan when he went out. Do you even want to live like this?"
"If I don't cook, you won't eat? Then I won't cook anymore, and we can skip breakfast from now on. As for the food in the fridge, I remember you delivered three days' worth just the day before yesterday, and Lingling and I haven't come back to eat it. How did it all disappear? I haven't even asked you yet, Mom. And the clothes, before I married Xie Yuan, did you never wash your clothes? As for seeing Xie Yuan off, I have to see him off too. Is he disabled or something? Mom, let me ask you this: is it that I don't want to live this life, or that you don't want to live this life?"
She looked at Zhang Yuefen with a meaningful expression, making Zhang Yuefen feel uneasy.
Did she find out something?
Zhang Yuefen thought to herself with self-doubt, "That can't be right. Wasn't this little vixen completely infatuated with my son before? Why does she suddenly not want to live with me anymore?"
She couldn't help but reflect on herself: had she really been exploiting him too much?
Thinking about her son's important matter, she forced herself to calm down. Fine, she could just endure it for now and deal with it later. After that, she would see how she dealt with Song Xia.
He threw a tantrum at her like a spoiled rich girl? From then on, even if he knelt on the ground begging for forgiveness, she wouldn't even give him a second glance. He would have to serve her like a maid in a TV drama, and then she would take pity on him and let her son pay some alimony.
What kind of person is she? She's just relying on her privileged birth. Her parents are dead, who will support her now? Once she marries into the Xie family, everything belongs to the Xie family.
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