“If you’re really not comfortable talking about it, we can talk another day.” said the woman.

Liu also glanced at the two children over there, thinking to herself that this daughter-in-law was really something. Who didn't have children? She had to keep watching them so closely?

When she left in the morning, Lao Si went to the town's tavern. He locked the door at home and locked Kang Xiazi and San Ya Tou inside to sleep.

“I keep all my children locked at home. It's fine, you're being too anxious.” Liu said with a dismissive sneer.

Tuanzi's mother just smiled innocently, without refuting. She squatted there picking vegetables, her gaze occasionally glancing at the two white and black dogs playing in the courtyard.

Seeing this, Liu could only compromise. She took the small stool and sat down on it herself, then lowered her voice to speak with Chuanzi's mother...

“I’m telling you, Zhuanzi’s mother, I came over today with good intentions to remind you all, these two days, you have to prepare, there’s a big gift to send…”

"Grand gift? What grand gift?" Banzi's mother looked confused.

In the first month of the lunar year, the second child of the second daughter's family came to visit. As the old Wang family is the maternal grandparents' house, according to custom, they need to prepare meticulously.

The gift money for the child's coming-of-age ceremony and return gifts, however, daughter-in-law Meili said that now that the two children at home are growing up day by day, their expenses are also increasing day by day.

In other aspects, everything should be streamlined.

So, for the second child's coming-of-age gift in the second daughter's family, Lao Wang's family cut back a bit, which made the second daughter, Queen Hua, somewhat displeased.

It has been over three months since the beginning of this lunar new year, and I have only just returned home to my parents'.

"Where's this big celebration coming from? You four aunt, you better make it clear." The mother of the son asked again.

Liu said, "Mei'er, the grandmother of the twins, will be 58 years old in two days. What do you think? Isn't this a big occasion?"

“Oh?”

Then, the old woman was even more surprised: “My mother-in-law, isn’t she having her birthday next year? Why did they do this in advance?”

Liu said, "We'll do it next year too, we'll do it this year as well. We'll do it for two years in a row. This year, it's Brother Wenxuan who came over to do it."

“Oh, I see...”

She didn't say anything, her eyes darted around as if calculating something.

Just at that moment, Yang Huamei finished drying her clothes in the backyard and came over. Liu shi's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly stood up and beckoned to Yang Huamei.

“Mei’er, come here, there’s some good news I want to tell you!” Liu said.

"What good news is this?" Yang Huamei asked.

Liu told Yang Huamei the same words she had just said to Zhuanzi's mother.

After hearing this, Yang Huamei's first reaction was joy. "Wow, Brother Wenxuan is really generous. He treats my mother so well, just like a real nephew."

Liu said, "Isn't that right? Your fourth brother told me last night,"

"Since the nephew is going all out with such a lavish wedding banquet, we as sons-in-law and daughters naturally have to keep up. The gifts must be generous and substantial, or it wouldn't be appropriate."

Upon hearing this, Yang Huamei's smile on her face cooled slightly.

"A gift of sufficient thickness?"

She subconsciously furrowed her brow, then relaxed it again.

Because she didn't want to be seen through by Liu Shi.

"Well, I understand. I'll get ready. If you have nothing else to do, why don't you go back first?" Yang Huamei directly issued an order for her to leave.

Liu's purpose had been achieved, so she quickly left, going to the next relative's place to tell them about it.

Here in the courtyard, Yang Huamei stood there, her brow furrowed.

The wife didn't say a word either, sitting on the ground picking vegetables. This household was now managed by her husband, and all the money was in his hands.

Now that we're facing this 'grand gift', how should we send it? Let's all brainstorm together.

Anyway, her mother-in-law had made up her mind. My nephew came to visit, and you, as his aunt, are being stingy and saying we should keep things simple.

Now that your mother is celebrating her birthday, whether the gift is light or heavy, I, as her mother-in-law, should also contribute.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law each had their own calculations in mind, so they tacitly understood and went about their own business.

The Liu family was like a magpie, running all day long to relatives' homes to spread the good news.

But, throughout the whole day, what it brought to the relatives wasn't joy.

Many relatives have been whispering privately that this is the busy season for farming, with fields full of work.

It's only been two or three months since the New Year, and the money at home is pretty much spent. Now there's a big gift to prepare for, which really throws things off balance.

Everyone is watching...

Even the honest Mrs. Sun has begun preparing generous gifts for Madam Tan.

Similarly, the Sun family was also being honest. The eldest daughter-in-law intended to go to town the next day specifically to prepare a birthday gift for her mother-in-law.

However, just as dawn was breaking, Yang Huamei returned to her parents' home with a bundle of clothes, crying.

At that time, Old Yang was rinsing his mouth in the courtyard, Tan was combing her hair inside the house, and Yang Huamei ran into the courtyard crying like that, startling Old Yang.

When Mrs. Sun and Yang Ruohqing arrived at the old Yang family's ancestral home, they found Yang Huaming scolding Mrs. Liu in the west room across from them.

In the east room, Yang Huamei sat close to Tan Shi on her bed, her eyes swollen like peaches.

There was also a red bump the size of a soybean on one temple.

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Mrs. Tan sat by the bed, cursing the Wang family a hundred ways, cursing Old Wang and Wang Zhuanzi.

Old Yang paced the room with his hands behind his back, a dry tobacco pipe in hand, his face as dark as thunder.

In the room, besides Zhao Liuer who stood by the bed, hands at her sides, at a loss for how to comfort him, there were no other onlookers.

...and the arrival of Sun and Yang Ruqing was like a great amnesty for Zhao Liuer.

“Third Aunt, Qing'er, you’re finally here. Please come and persuade Meizi. She's been crying for a long time.” Zhao Liuer said, quickly making way to the side.

Sun arrived at the bedside, and Tan sat there scolding. Sun couldn't get past.

Yang Ruqing pulled Mrs. Sun aside, making both her and Zhao Liuer stand to the side and not interfere. Because at this moment, Mrs. Tan was like a volcano that could erupt at any time.

"Auntie, what's going on? Did you have an argument with my uncle?" Yang Ruqing asked.

Yang Huamei hung her head, tears streaming down her face, leaving her eyes and nose red.

With her hands tightly clenched around a handkerchief, she refused to speak no matter how Yang Ruqing questioned her.

On the sidelines, Tan was cursing up a storm with his eyes closed, rattling off every imaginable way to die, but you couldn't tell what had happened.

Yang Ruqing asked a few questions but couldn't get an answer. Having no choice, she turned to ask Old Yang.

Old Yang stopped and said, "I don't know the specifics either. She just rushed in, holding onto your breast and crying. She said that Old Wang's family was bullying her and she couldn't bear it anymore."

“Huh?” Yang Ruqing widened her eyes. “What’s the matter with Fourth Uncle and Fourth Aunt arguing in the house opposite? Is that related to this too?”

Old Yang said: "I don't know what's going on. Your fourth uncle and aunt fight every three days, and have a big fight every five days. It's just chaos in the house."

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