"Mother-in-law, are you my real mother?" Wen Wanqing asked, posing a probing question.
Song Wanying was taken aback: "What?"
"Didn't you see that Wan Tang almost fainted? As a mother, instead of showing concern, why are you getting jealous?"
“Mother-in-law, you’ve misunderstood. I’m just not good with words.”
"Is this something you can't say?" Wen Wanqing was clearly dissatisfied with the answer: "Mother-in-law, it's not that I'm deliberately picking a fight, but your 'premature birth, almost died' rhetoric flowed quite smoothly. You must have said it a lot, right?"
"Wantang is twenty years old this year. How can you still say such hurtful things? Do you know how much damage this will do to a child's development?"
No wonder she sent Wan Tang something; Wan Tang always thought of returning the favor.
Previously, Wen Wanqing thought the child was sensible and didn't think much of it.
Now, hearing Song Wanying's words, it all suddenly dawned on me. This was exactly what psychology books described as a lack of affection leading to an unconscious tendency to try and please those around them, showering them with kindness!
Song Wanying was taken aback by Wen Wanqing's overreaction, and her expression turned sour, while a deep sense of resentment welled up inside her.
Such a good mother-in-law should have been Cui Cui's mother-in-law!
"I...I...didn't think that much about it."
Wen Wanqing snorted coldly: "When I gave birth to Huai'an, I also had a difficult childbirth, and I have been unable to have children since then. But so what? I have never felt that he is a burden. On the contrary, I am full of expectations and love for this child."
So, was it that you didn't think that much about it, or that you weren't that in love?
Su Wantang was shocked upon hearing this.
From a young age, when she cried on the stairs of the mansion because of Song Wanying's favoritism, Su Zhichen and the family servants were the ones who comforted her the most. The sentence she listened to the most and remembered the most was:
"Tangtang (Miss), your mother (Madam) loves you, but childbirth left her with a huge trauma. Don't blame her, she didn't want it either."
She was the one who almost caused Song Wanying's death.
Therefore, she owes Song Wanying a debt.
This has always been Su Wantang's perception.
But today, Wen Wanqing told her that she was right, it was Song Wanying who didn't love her.
She looked at Wen Wanqing, her eyes clouded over.
At this moment, Wen Wanqing seemed to radiate a sacred light.
The soft light shone on Su Wantang, dispelling the resentment in her heart that lingered in her heart: "Why is she so biased towards me, when we are both daughters?"
There's no reason, I just don't love them.
There are mothers who don't love their children, yet they still find an excuse to blame the children.
She has let it go.
She has someone who loves her! She doesn't care for Song Wanying's love, which is like throwing away a beggar!
Feeling chills run down her spine from Wen Wanqing's questioning, Song Wanying tugged at Su Zhichen, signaling him to stand up for her.
Su Zhichen seemed lost in thought and made no move.
"Wanqing," Lu Zhentian called out.
Turning to Su Zhichen and Song Wanying, he said, "My daughter-in-law is straightforward and can't tolerate any nonsense. She speaks a bit bluntly, so please don't take it to heart, Zhichen and his wife."
Although it sounds like a reprimand of Wen Wanqing, anyone with a brain would understand that this is clearly an agreement with Wen Wanqing's words, a way of saving face for her.
Song Wanying was furious, but Su Zhichen ignored her. Helpless, she forced a smile and said, "Chief Lu, my in-law is right. I was just being careless with my words. I won't say it again."
Let's move on from this.
“Zhichen’s wife is being too serious. Come on, let’s get in the car and talk about it when we get home.”
Su Wantang frowned. She had suddenly fainted and hadn't found a house yet. If it were just Su Zhichen alone, he could stay in the compound, but now that Song Wanying was there, Su Wantang was extremely unwilling.
"Grandpa, let's go to the state-run restaurant for dinner. After we finish eating, we can take my parents to the guesthouse."
"Wantang girl?" Lu Zhentian asked, puzzled.
It's not like there aren't rooms in the house.
Song Wanying, no longer sharp-tongued as she got out of the car, smiled and said, "Chief Lu, let's do as Wan Tang says. Given our status... we won't go to your house and cause you any trouble."
"What's your status? You're all good comrades, so come stay at my house. I'd like to see who dares to gossip!"
After all, they are Wan Tang's parents. Although they had just had a disagreement, there was no reason for them to stay in a guesthouse.
If word gets out, wouldn't that mean their family is unhappy with the marriage?
Lu Yuanyang quickly added, "There are rooms at home, please don't be shy, in-laws."
Wen Wanqing shared the same thought, but she didn't rush to speak up for her.
She looked at Su Wantang: "Wantang, you can go wherever you want to stay. Mom supports you."
After a moment's thought, Su Wantang agreed to let Su Zhichen and Song Wanying move into the compound.
Song Wanying is trash, but she doesn't deserve to give the Lu family a bad reputation for disliking the in-laws and for not treating them well.
Although she agreed to let Song Wanying move in, Su Wantang was determined to have someone keep an eye on her and find a house as soon as possible to kick her out.
After discussing their accommodation, the family took a car back home.
We had given them advance notice, and dinner was quite lavish, including chicken soup, sweet and sour fish, and braised pork...
Seeing the table full of delicious food, Song Wanying couldn't help but feel upset again.
Look at that wretched woman, living a life of luxury at home with servants waiting on her, while they live in cowsheds and have to count down the days before they can eat meat.
Also, Cui Cui has to get up before dawn to do farm work, and she can only go back to rest after the sun goes down. She also eats wild vegetable porridge.
Her cousins were all in Beijing, but she, as the younger cousin, hadn't even thought of visiting or helping her older cousin.
You heartless bastard!
At this moment, Song Wanying had long forgotten that it was Su Wantang who had gone to great lengths to bring the two of them back to live a good life.
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