Yang Fengxia didn't say anything and went into the house with her head down.
As Dong Ping followed her, she earnestly said, "Mom, my younger sister's status is different now than before, and she's not as submissive as she used to be. You should be more careful when you talk to her and her husband in the future."
Dong Ping was different from Yang Fengxia. When she married into the family, Fang Qiao had already been sent to the countryside. Upon getting to know Fang Qiao, she found her to be gentle yet firm and opinionated. She had no concept of what her mother-in-law, husband, and sister-in-law said about her younger sister's past submissiveness.
Therefore, Dong Ping was able to quickly adjust her mindset, changing her attitude towards Qiao from "looking down on her for bringing her family from the countryside to freeload" to "she has married a good husband and she should be treated well."
In short, she's opportunistic. She looks down on those less capable than her, and fawns over those more capable.
Although this move is opportunistic, it can also be seen as a flexible and adaptable approach.
Yang Fengxia, on the other hand, was different. She had watched Fang Qiao grow up since she was a child, and her impression of her was deeply ingrained.
Although she had encountered many setbacks in front of Fang Qiao over the past six months, she still felt that human nature could not be changed, and that Fang Qiao was just putting on a tough act in front of her.
She was considerate of her daughter's suffering during her five years in the countryside, and tolerated her cold words without holding a grudge.
In the end, not only was her good intention not understood, but even her daughter-in-law criticized her for handling things poorly and for using the wrong attitude.
As a mother, am I supposed to pamper her?
"Watch your mouth, watch your mouth, watch your mouth! Am I not careful enough with my words?" Yang Fengxia's emotions exploded instantly, and she said angrily, "No matter how different her status is, she is still my daughter, whom I gave birth to and raised. She has to listen to what I say!"
"Yes, you gave birth to my little sister and raised her, but now that she's grown up, gotten married, had children, and has her own ideas, you shouldn't impose your will on her."
Dong Ping said helplessly, "Mom, I'm not criticizing you, I just want to remind you to see the situation clearly. The reality is, what you say doesn't work with my younger sister. Just now, you said it, you yelled at her, but did it help? No, it didn't. She said she wouldn't hold a third-day celebration, and that's it. No matter how much you talk, it won't work, and you'll only offend her. What's the point?"
What's the point?
Of course, it's because I want my daughter to be filial.
Other people's daughters bring large bags of gifts to their parents' home during holidays, and their parents' home is always ready to help without hesitation, contributing money if they have it, and labor if they don't.
Fang Qiao, on the other hand, simply shook off the issue and ignored everything.
How could Yang Fengxia accept this! People, once they are unhappy, can create trouble even when there is nothing wrong.
Yang Fengxia was unhappy, but she couldn't say it directly, lest it seem like she was greedy for her son-in-law's money.
So her voice was tinged with anger: "My daughter isn't close to me. She only came to tell me three days after the baby was born. Isn't it only natural for me to say a few words of criticism?"
Dong Ping had dealt with her mother-in-law, Yang Fengxia, for several years, and she could guess some of what Yang Fengxia was thinking.
Having schemes without the means is a waste of time!
If you don't gain anything and instead offend people, it's better to do nothing.
madness.
Dong Ping disliked Yang Fengxia and didn't want to add fuel to the fire at this time, lest she get herself into trouble. So she went along with her words and comforted her: "It's right to choose a gift, but you should just say so. Just tell him clearly that I'm unhappy that you came to announce the good news late, instead of talking about how the three children won't grow up if they're not washed properly?"
"To put it bluntly, you're cursing them! How could their parents not be angry? It should have been their turn to apologize, but you've turned it into you being in the wrong."
Why are we arguing? It's all because of you bunch of good-for-nothings!
The entire family's salary is less than Cheng Baidong's salary alone! If even one of them were more capable, why would she have bothered to scheme for her grandson's third-day celebration, only to end up pleasing no one?
Yang Fengxia felt increasingly wronged, but Dong Ping continued to lecture her incessantly. In a fit of anger, she threw what she was holding on the ground and turned away.
Dong Ping stood there, stunned, not quite able to react.
You made a mistake, and I offered you some advice, so why are you giving me the cold shoulder?
Not very capable, but has quite a temper!
The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law had a falling out, and when Fang Hai came home from get off work at noon, another chaotic scene awaited him.
His mother complained, his wife complained, and each of them told him their own grievances. Then they both asked him to judge. Fang Hai felt like his head was about to explode.
He finally understood why his father had never cared about family matters since he was a child.
bother!
So annoying!
When Cheng Baidong returned from the south of the city, he went door to door to tell his familiar neighbors the good news and invited them to his home for a feast on the tenth day of the month.
When he got home, he didn't mention a word about what happened in the south of the city.
During Fang Qiao's postpartum period, the most important thing is to maintain a good mood. A good mood helps the body recover better, so there's no need to bother her with these trivial matters.
Newborn babies grow quickly, changing almost every day. The twin brothers, whose faces were somewhat thin when they were born, have become chubby.
Fang Qiao has visibly gained a lot of weight.
Life was comfortable, and time slipped away unnoticed through our fingers. Before we knew it, it was the tenth day of the month, the day to deliver rice.
The whole family got up early in the morning to get ready. Not only did the twin brothers change into new clothes, but An'an and Tiantian also changed into festive red jackets.
All the clothes were made by Xiaojing stitch by stitch with a sewing machine, and she put a lot of effort into them. They were more exquisite and beautiful than the clothes sold in department stores. So much so that several neighbors secretly asked Fang Qiao where she bought the children's clothes. When they learned that Xiaojing made them herself, they were all very surprised. They never expected that she had such a skill.
Xiao Jing received several orders as a result. However, since private sales were prohibited at that time, Xiao Jing did not accept money. She only accepted small gifts such as candy, biscuits, and canned goods, as well as a few cloth coupons as payment. This was a way for her to keep herself occupied. Of course, that's another story.
Wang Yun arrived early in the morning to help Fang Qiao entertain the guests.
Serving tea and water to the guests and chatting with them made Xiaojing, who was slightly socially anxious, feel much more relaxed.
Cheng Baidong was well-liked in the factory. The twin brothers brought rice, and many factory leaders also came. They were very generous. After the group left, the twins' swaddling clothes were almost full of red envelopes.
Fang Qiao and Wang Yun had just finished tidying up the red envelopes when Xiao Jing came in and said to her, "Sister-in-law, Chuan Chuan and Yue Yue's maternal grandparents, as well as their uncles and aunts, have all arrived. They're talking to my brother outside right now and will be coming in soon. Please get ready."
"Okay." Fang Qiao put all the red envelopes into the drawer, then tucked the blanket around the child, and bent down to tidy her own clothes and hair.
At this moment, Yang Fengxia and Fang Yaozu, led by Cheng Baidong, entered from outside one after the other.
Yang Fengxia carried a bamboo basket covered with a red cloth, and her smile had a hint of ingratiation: "Xiao Qiao, your father and I have come to see the child."
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