System: The Path of a Mortal Being Stronger Through Being a Mother

Fortunately, Wang Xiaoli knew the seriousness of the matter and started talking about all the strange things that had happened since she got married.

It turned out that the man she found was a mama's boy.

Xiaoli's husband's family is from the next town. The man is called Gao Siqiang. He has four sons, and he is the youngest. He is also the favored one in the family.

Back then, this boy didn't like the girl his mother found for him, so he came to his cousin's house in Sanhe Village to escape the engagement. Somehow he fell in love with Wang Xiaoli.

Wang Xiaoli is trying to find a way to escape from home to prevent Lin Miao from marrying her off to someone else in exchange for a betrothal gift for his second brother's marriage.

Both of them were afraid that their families would not agree, so they hit it off and decided to make the deal a fait accompli.

Escaping from my mother's arrangement was successful, but it wasn't much better.

From the moment she came home, her mother-in-law looked down on her. Not only did she find fault with her everywhere, but she also often complained of discomfort at night and asked her youngest son to take care of her.

The brothers and sisters-in-law had nothing to do with it. This old lady was always a troublemaker. Now that someone was bearing her anger, who would open their mouths to help? They were all gloating.

Because Wang Xiaoli was the youngest daughter and had never suffered any grievances at home, her life was full of chaos and there was no peace at all.

The most unbearable thing is that the mother-in-law often asks her husband to take care of the baby at night. If she says anything, the husband will say with embarrassment: "Don't be angry with your mother. How can we, the younger generation, disobey the old people?"

That would have been fine, but when she became pregnant, her mother-in-law asked her husband to move out of her house and stopped them from living together, even though they had been married for less than a year.

Because she had just given birth to a daughter, her mother-in-law complained about her every day and didn't let her take care of the confinement period. She was forced to go to the fields to cook. In the middle of winter, she was a woman who had just given birth, but she was actually forced to cook.

The sisters-in-law pretended not to see it. Originally, several people took shifts to cook, and now she would follow suit. Everyone could cook twice less, so of course they didn't object.

She knew before she gave birth that her three sisters-in-law had to wait until after they had given birth before going back to work.

Her man, Gao Siqiang, is a quiet man who hides behind his mother all day long, always telling her to listen to her, give in to her and be filial to her.

She was so angry that right after giving birth, she took the child and went back to her parents' home while they were not paying attention. When she entered the village and went to her original residence, she found out that her mother had moved into a new yard.

Lin Miao looked at her and said, "How did you get back? Your husband's house is not close to our village. It must be more than ten miles away."

Wang Xiaoli said proudly: "I stole the copper coins from my mother-in-law and hired a bullock cart to take me back. There was a quilt on the bullock cart. I am not stupid. I ran so far back. The child must be frozen."

Lin Miao asked Wang Xiaocao to go and see if the child had a fever. Even if the child was riding in a ox cart and covered with a quilt, it would still be dangerous for a child who was less than two days old to be in such a cold weather.

Wang Xiaocao pinched her sister in frustration and said, "Girl, you have a copper coin, but you can't hire someone to send a letter back. If the child gets frozen, I wonder if you will regret it."

After saying that, she went to see the child.

Lin Miao said to Wang Xiaoli, "I won't say anything to you. You are a mother now, so use your brain before doing anything. Stay at home first and think about how to live in the future. I will only help you this once."

If she said, what's the point of finding such a mama's boy who has no opinion of his own and doesn't know how to protect his wife, but as a woman in ancient times, her ideas may not be the same as hers. She can only try her best to help her once, but how she will live in the future depends on Wang Xiaoli's choice.

Fortunately, the baby did not have a fever. Wang Xiaoli had chicken soup to drink and milk to feed the baby. Zhou Niangzi and Wang Xiaocao often helped out, and the face of this heartless girl became rosy.

Lin Miao was envious: after all, he was young and recovered after just a few meals. Unlike her, whose body had been improved by system medicine, he was still not as young as she used to be.

She looked down upon Gao Siqiang very much. His wife and children were missing, but he didn't even look for them. What did she need this man for?

But she could see that even if the man was like this, Wang Xiaoli didn't want to leave him and said she was waiting for him to apologize.

Lin Miao was too lazy to pay attention to her. It was New Year's Day and she didn't want to spoil her mood, so she strictly prohibited anyone from talking about the surname Gao.

Wang Xiaoli kept talking about Gao Siqiang every day, and only spoke secretly to her sister. She didn't dare to mention a word in front of her mother. Her mother's eyes were so scary now, and she was afraid that she would anger her mother and kick her out.

Life in my mother's family is so good now. Not only do we have rice, flour, meat and eggs every day, but we also have servants to clean the house and cook. This village is more comfortable than the town.

Lin Miao didn't bother to care about what she was thinking.

Anyway, she has no objection to using these children. They can each get what they need, and she can also see the loving mother and filial children. Why not?

It is said that most emperors in ancient times had a favored treacherous minister, and flattery is also a skill.

Just like a colleague of hers in her previous unit, who was not very good at work, but was a confidant of the leader. It took a skill to flatter the leader without leaving any trace and make the leader feel comfortable. Many things are like this, and it has to be given a high-sounding name: high emotional intelligence.

Today is the last day of the old year, and tonight is the day when the whole family gathers to have a reunion dinner.

Wang Xiaoli looked after the children and the other women. Tian Ersao was the cook, while Wang Xiaocao and Zhou Niangzi were helping out. The kitchen was bustling with activity.

At this time, Tian Ergui came to report: "Boss, the eldest and second young masters came with gifts from their families, saying that they have brought gifts for you for the rest of the year."

Lin Miao thought about it. If it were any other time, she would definitely kick them out, but today was New Year's Day after all, and she didn't want to spoil everyone's fun, so she decided to wait and see how they performed.

Wang Hai came in with four gifts in his hands, and Fang was holding two children in her hands, also looking well-behaved. Wang Shu was encouraged last time and felt that he was good again, acting like a master. His wife Zhang did not look disgusted this time, and put her hands on her side and did not cover her mouth.

Both families presented four gifts. Lin Miao saw that the four people bowed to her politely and asked her to open the gifts to see what they were.

Although this is very rude, does Lin Miao need to be polite to them? If she wants to deal with such inappropriate gifts, she is ready to throw them in their faces and tell them to get out.

The boss gave me a roast chicken, a bottle of rice wine, a cotton dress, and a pair of embroidered shoes. They looked worth about 200 coins, which was really thoughtful.

The second son gave: a moon-white lining, an embroidered headband, a pair of embroidered shoes, and a drunken duck.

So you see, the original owner gave everything to her children, and they were picky about everything. Now she uses both carrots and sticks, and they have become filial sons. Who says that the relationship between parents and children is pure family affection?