The Evil Mother-in-law: Torment Children, Work Hard, Be Rich!-Chapter 76: The In-Laws’ Return Gift
As soon as the nitrogen fertilizer was applied, within three days, the wheat seedlings in the field began to turn green.
Tong Huaqiong, returning from the market town, saw her own wheat field starting to display a lush green and felt quite pleased.
However, it was still applied late; the wheat ears were already out. If the nitrogen fertilizer had been applied before the wheat seedlings had sprouted ears, this year’s field could yield more grain.
Tong Huaqiong didn’t dwell on it too much, at least it confirmed that the soil in her field indeed lacked nitrogen, resulting in low wheat yield.
This year’s harvest didn’t meet the expectations, but solving this issue would definitely lead to a bumper harvest in the coming years.
Tong Huaqiong, too tired to move, sat on the trolley, letting Gu Dashu push her into the courtyard at home. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎
She is the mother, and a mother must enjoy the right to be fully attended to by her son.
Now Gu Dashu was used to it, with both mother and sister seated on the trolley, he could pull with flying speed.
There were voices inside the house.
Hearing the commotion in the courtyard, someone came out from inside; Tong Huaqiong raised her eyes and saw it was Liu Yueer’s mother, Mrs. Zhao.
The iron tree blooms at last.
Liu Yueer’s mother actually came to the Gu Family for a chat.
"Oh, my dear in-law is here," Tong Huaqiong greeted Mrs. Zhao proactively.
Mrs. Zhao appeared stunned.
Tong Dajiao actually understood courtesy now.
"The vegetables in my garden have come out. After picking the first batch, I brought a basket here for you to taste," Mrs. Zhao said, somewhat unnaturally.
No avoiding it, Tong Dajiao used to be quite a tough nut.
Living in the same village, Mrs. Zhao almost never interacted with Tong Dajiao, and her daughter marrying Gu Dashu made Mrs. Zhao fill with resentment towards Tong Dajiao.
Before coming to the Gu Family this time, she did a lot of mental preparation but still couldn’t grasp the rhythm of interacting with her in-law.
"That’s wonderful, I’ve got lucky." Tong Huaqiong accepted graciously.
Mrs. Zhao momentarily didn’t know how to interact with such a well-mannered in-law.
"I tried the cakes you sent last time, they’re even better than those from Crispy Food Garden. No wonder the people going to the market said your cakes are really popular in town," Mrs. Zhao tried to find a topic.
She didn’t expect her daughter’s mother-in-law would switch careers and do it so well.
The in-law who always rolled her eyes now had her daughter and son-in-law bring fertilizer and cakes to the house; surely the heavens had opened their eyes.
Since the in-law mother offered goodwill, she, as a reasonable person, couldn’t be cold.
Therefore Mrs. Zhao thought of returning the favor, picking two baskets of vegetables, estimating the time Tong Huaqiong would be back from town, and delivered them.
Tong Huaqiong knew Mrs. Zhao came to the house to express gratitude for the cakes and the nitrogen fertilizer she sent.
"Not bad. I couldn’t stay muddled forever, but luckily I knew how to make cakes since being a girl, and thought of setting up a stall in town," Tong Huaqiong said.
Knowing how to bake cakes is a really good skill, the in-law mother was just too lazy to do it before, now starting up again made Mrs. Zhao happy for Liu Yueer.
"Mother, I told you my mother-in-law is leading us to live well, and you didn’t believe it. Now you can see it for yourself. When I married Dashu, you weren’t happy and wanted me to marry Hu Er from East Earth Village, saying a hunter wouldn’t worry about meat. Last year, he was bitten to death by a tiger; if I had married Hu Er, I would be a widow now," Liu Yueer, seeing her mother-in-law getting along well with her own mother, joyfully leaned on Mrs. Zhao’s shoulder, acting like a spoiled child.
Mrs. Zhao felt a blackness before her eyes.
This daughter lacking sense inherited it from whom, calling widow here and there, wasn’t she stabbing a knife into her mother-in-law’s chest?
Tong Huaqiong similarly thought Liu Yueer indeed lacked sense, but she wouldn’t get angry.
A widow, she felt lucky the original was a widow.
"Yue Er, why don’t you get a stool for your mother, so she doesn’t stand there all the time?" Tong Huaqiong changed the subject.
"No, no, I’ll stand," Mrs. Zhao said. "Big sister, the fertilizer that Dashu delivered works, the yellow leaves in my wheat field have all turned green."
"As long as it works," Tong Huaqiong said.
Gu Dashu wiped some sweat off, came to Mrs. Zhao’s side, and said: "Since you’re here, why not stay for dinner?"
No matter how mischievous Gu Dashu was, he still had nerves when facing his mother-in-law.
Especially facing an amiable mother-in-law, he didn’t know where to put his hands and feet.
Because he knew this mother-in-law never had a favorable opinion of him.
"Yes, stay and eat here," Tong Huaqiong also warmly invited.
Mrs. Zhao waved her hand, saying, "No need, I have to go home to cook."
Tong Huaqiong didn’t insist, instructing Gu Dashu to give Mrs. Zhao a roast chicken bought from town, and of course, packed a bag of cakes for Mrs. Zhao to take home for the grandchildren.
Gu Dashu grinned toothily and saw his mother-in-law to the yard gate.
After sending Mrs. Zhao off, Tong Huaqiong washed her face and chatted with Man Er.
Chen Sufen and Liu Yueer set the table with food, and the family sat down together to eat dinner.
Man Er and Yaozu, the two children, were very good at lifting the mood, their innocent chatter about village incidents made everyone laugh heartily.
After dinner, Tong Huaqiong called Chen Sufen into the room, pointed to a pile of things on the table, and said: "These are gifts I bought for your maiden family. Originally I wanted you to return tomorrow, but you know tomorrow is the birthday of Huang Yuanwai’s mother, and I plan to take Man Er to deliver cakes to her elder, so I’m sorry you have to wait until the day after tomorrow."
Chen Sufen was startled.
She didn’t expect her mother-in-law to take her return home so seriously, preparing so many things.
Glancing at the pile, there were fabrics, sugar, cakes, and medicinal herbs.
"Mother, these gifts are too generous."
Chen Sufen was very moved.
Her mother-in-law was giving her face.
When she had just married and returned home with little, her sister-in-law pulled a long face, longer than a donkey’s. This time, with so many gifts, let’s see who dares pull a face.
"You haven’t visited for so many years, it’s right to bring more gifts," Tong Huaqiong said with a smile, then from a side pouch, took out a hairpin and a set of rouge and powder and handed them to Chen Sufen, saying, "Since you’re visiting, you shouldn’t look too plain. Wear the new dress I bought for you last time, put on this hairpin, and put on some rouge and powder to dress up nicely."
Chen Sufen choked up, saying: "Mother, I understand."
But that wasn’t all.
Tong Huaqiong took out an ounce of silver and handed it to Chen Sufen, saying: "Buy some lamb, chicken, and fish to take with you the day after tomorrow."
Chen Sufen was so moved she almost kneeled to Tong Huaqiong.
She already imagined her homecoming scene: with her husband and daughter, dressed anew, bringing a slew of gifts — surely the whole village would come to her maiden home to watch.
Finally, she could hold her head high!
"Grandma, is Mother going to take me to Grandma’s house?" Man Er came in and asked.
"Yes, the day after tomorrow your mother will take you to Grandma’s; you’ll wear your prettiest clothes," Tong Huaqiong said, patting Man Er’s head.
"Okay,"
Man Er agreed obediently, full of anticipation.
Visiting relatives has always been a joy for children. It had been when she was little that Man Er had visited Grandma’s house and had no memory of it.
Now she could go with her father and mother to visit Grandma, have new clothes to wear, and good food to eat, how could she not be happy?
"Man Er was only two when she last went, now she’s grown, and my parents will surely be delighted," Chen Sufen said with anticipation.
Tong Huaqiong snickered inwardly, that might not be certain.







