A car accident, our family of three crossed

Hang's mother went around the village and heard people praising Song Ning every time she met them, saying how filial she was and how she bought chickens and eggs to nourish her mother-in-law.

The waves of praise for Song Ning made her feel uncomfortable. She retorted with a dark face: "What do you know? She is just pretending."

An auntie couldn't stand hearing this and said, "Hey, sister-in-law, why are you so ungrateful? You were in there for three days and your daughter-in-law brought you meals every day."

When she heard people mention being locked up in the ancestral hall, Hang's mother felt hurt and jumped up and down like a monkey with its fur standing on end. She pointed at the other person's nose and started cursing.

"It's none of your business. It's not your turn to talk about our family affairs. It's only natural for my daughter-in-law to bring me food. You don't need to teach me how to treat my daughter-in-law. I am happy to do whatever I want."

"You... I don't want to bother with you. People like you will have no one to see you off when you are old. If you don't believe me, just wait and see." After saying that, the aunt waved her hand and left.

"What did you say? How dare you curse me?" Hang's mother rushed forward in a rage, but was stopped by others. She could only shout at the aunt's back: "You are the one who is old and has no one to see you off to the grave. Your whole family is old and has no one to see you off to the grave. Bah..."

No matter how unbearable her curses were, the aunt acted as if she couldn't hear them. She walked away without even a pause.

Hang's mother returned home with a lot of anger. She wanted to find something to vent her anger, but she found the house quiet and no one was there.

"Where are the people? Where have they all died?"

She couldn't find anyone to vent her anger on, so she started smashing things in the yard and kicked over a few stools before she calmed down.

So much so that when Song Ning returned home and entered the yard in the afternoon, he almost thought that his house had been robbed in broad daylight.

There were several stools lying here and there in the yard. Song Ning picked them up one by one and put them in place. Suddenly, a cold voice sounded out of nowhere, startling her.

"You still remember to come back?"

Song Ning patted his chest and looked over, only to see Hang's mother with a gloomy face, sitting at the door of the main room like a door god.

Before she could say anything, Hang's mother said, "What are you standing there for? Go get me some water. Can't you see I haven't washed for a few days? You have no sense of propriety."

"You want to take a shower?" Song Ning was good-tempered and didn't argue with her. "Okay, wait, I'll boil some hot water for you."

"You asked me to take a hot shower in such a hot day. What are you thinking? Do you want to kill me with the heat?"

"Okay, okay, if you don't want to take a shower with hot water, I'll get you some water right away."

She finally realized that the old woman was deliberately trying to make things difficult for her, so she responded.

There was a separate bathroom at home. Song Ning carried bucket after bucket of water into the bathroom, and her hands turned red. Fortunately, Hang's mother stopped making trouble and just gave her a cold look before going into the bathroom.

When Song Xiucai built this courtyard, he specially built a bathhouse for his wife. Since Song Ning got married, this place has become the exclusive use of Hangmu. The original Song Ning has never used this bathhouse again, and the current Song Ning will not use things that have been used by others.

While Hang's mother was taking a bath, Song Ning went into the kitchen, lit a fire and started cooking. He had just made some snacks for the children at Shuisheng's house and prepared dinner for them. He had also eaten some before, so he was not hungry at the moment.

Hang Shuheng and Yangyang, father and son, naturally stayed at Shuisheng's house for dinner before returning. Now she only needed to prepare dinner for Hang's mother.

In order to prevent Hang's mother from taking advantage of the situation to find fault with her, Song Ning specially cooked rice with refined rice, went to the small vegetable garden behind the house to pick some green onions and scrambled eggs, then fried a side dish and made a bowl of egg drop soup.

"Are you hungry? I have prepared the meal." Song Ning brought the meal to the table and explained where Hang Shuheng and his son had gone.

Although such food cannot be said to be extremely sumptuous, it is something that many families in the countryside cannot afford to eat. Just the white rice cooked from refined rice is enough to make people jealous.

However, she still underestimated Hang's mother's determination to cause trouble.

He threw his chopsticks on the table and said in dissatisfaction: "What the hell is this? You're just giving me this to eat? Are you trying to get rid of a beggar?"

Even though she said she was disgusted, she couldn't help but glance at the plate of scrambled eggs and stir-fried vegetables, as well as the white rice. She swallowed her saliva secretly. Of course, she would not admit that she had been craving for it for a long time.

That's it? Send away beggars?

Song Ning was a little speechless. In these country families, eggs were kept to exchange for copper coins, and rice was something that many families would only eat once during festivals. Yet she said that it was to send away beggars.

She wants to make trouble but doesn't know how to find a reasonable excuse. No one will believe her if she says this.

This thought flashed through Song Ning's mind. After thinking about it for a moment, she couldn't help but laugh.

Seeing her strange smile, Hang's mother became wary and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Song Ning didn't say anything either, but silently put the food in front of her back on the tray one by one and prepared to take it away.

"What are you doing? I haven't even eaten yet and you want to take my food away. This is outrageous."

Song Ning sneered, "Don't you think this is just to send away beggars and don't want to eat? If you don't want to eat, then don't eat it. Just starve."

"What do you mean?" Hang's mother would never believe that these words came from Song Ning's mouth. She was stunned for a long time before she reacted. She pointed at her and shouted, "Great! You finally showed your true colors. You have been pretending all along. What filial piety and buying old hens for me to nourish my body were all fake."

"Yes, I was just pretending." Song Ning admitted openly, and raised his eyebrows provocatively: "So what?"

Hang's mother seemed to have caught an important handle on her and suddenly became excited: "You admit it, it's good that you admit it. I want everyone to see your true face and see how disrespectful you are to your mother-in-law. I think Shuheng will not divorce you this time, you evil woman, so you can just wait to be kicked out of the house!"

"Please understand the situation. If you divorce me, you two will get out of here."

Song Ning's words made her choke. How could she have forgotten this? Her face instantly turned colorful. The more she thought about it, the more indignant she became. She howled, "It's so unfair. Why is my life so miserable..."

She was saying the same thing again. Song Ning interrupted her halfway through: "Go outside and yell. No one can hear you if you yell here."

Mother Hang paused, as if inspired, and quickly walked out of the yard, shouting as she walked: "Yes, I want everyone to see your true face. I want to see how you can continue to pretend."

As soon as they left the courtyard, they began to wail and wailed: "It's so unfair, the vicious daughter-in-law abused her mother-in-law and didn't give her food to eat, everyone come and judge for yourself..."

This loud voice soon attracted the attention of some people living nearby, and everyone came out to watch.

"What is Shuheng's mother doing again? Why is she so restless every day?"

"Let's go and have a look..."