Don’t worry, your grandma will go talk to your parents for you. If your mother-in-law misses you, she can go to the Capital City to see you, you’ve got me here anyway.

Taotao is about to give birth, and your third aunt is going to give birth too, so Grandma won’t be running back and forth anymore. Chuxia, you mustn’t misunderstand and think Grandma doesn’t value you. I’m doing this because I also want to be a qualified mother‑in‑law."

"Grandma, I understand. Speaking of which, Mom is actually pretty blessed to be your daughter‑in‑law..." Chuxia giggled. "But I’m lucky too—Mom is so open‑minded, and Grandma, you’re so open‑minded as well.

Now that I think about it, thank goodness I agreed to marry Zhou Mikang back then. Otherwise wouldn’t I have missed out on the best grandma‑in‑law and mother‑in‑law in the whole world?"

"As long as you know..." Old Madam Zhou smoothed her granddaughter‑in‑law’s bangs and spoke up to win some points for her own grandson. "Since you know that, then from now on you have to treat Xiaomi twice as well. That’s Grandma’s only request."

"Treating him well is a must. But Grandma, the way you say it, it sounds like I’m always bullying him. Look at how tiny I am—do you really think I can bully him?

Don’t be fooled by how he always asks my opinion about everything. Actually, he’s the one who makes the decisions. Every time something comes up, if we have different opinions, in the end I’m the one who listens to him.

Of course, on the surface it looks like he’s always the one listening to me. That’s skill, okay? Otherwise how could he be a Division Commander at such a young age? Other people can’t do that. Grandma, you agree with me, right?"

What the granddaughter‑in‑law said sounded like she was complaining about her grandson, but in fact she was praising her family’s treasured boy. How could the old lady not be happy? Her smile almost reached the back of her ears...

That night, when Zhou Mikang came back and heard about Little Jing, his face turned as dark as a lump of charcoal. He bolted into the bathroom like a whirlwind and threw away his toothbrush and mug...

Chuxia: "..."

"What’s with that look? It’s disgusting. Why didn’t you tell me earlier..." Zhou Mikang said as he grabbed a glass of water and rinsed his mouth hard...

"Uh..." Chuxia stepped forward and poked him. "You think, after I found out about that, I’d still let you use that mug and toothbrush? Dummy, that whole set is what I newly replaced for you. Tsk, letting you throw it away is such a waste..."

"You replaced it for me?" Zhou Mikang turned to look at her. "You deliberately swapped the mug and toothbrush for ones that look exactly the same as before?"

"Yup." Chuxia nodded. "And I even specifically rubbed your toothbrush with my hand because I wanted to see if your powers of observation are really as sharp as you claim. But in the end..." She shrugged. "So lame!"

"..."

This time it was Zhou Mikang’s turn to be at a loss for words. Having such a young little wife, this is the downside—their thought patterns are too different, and if he’s not careful he gets played!

Still, he actually quite liked this feeling. At least it didn’t make life feel like a pool of stagnant water.

The trash can was still empty anyway, so Division Commander Tongzi went over and picked his mug and toothbrush back out, held them under the tap and rinsed them. "There, all good. Not wasted at all."

"You’re disgusting..." Chuxia pouted. "Fine, I can accept you picking the mug back up, but you actually picked the toothbrush back up too..." She shook her head and made a fake gagging motion. Zhou Mikang was so startled he hurriedly threw the toothbrush out again...

"Knock knock..."

"I’ll get the door." Zhou Mikang patted his little wife and quickly went to open it. It was his honored father‑in‑law and mother‑in‑law. He didn’t even need to ask to know why the two of them had come.

"Dad, Mom..." After inviting the two of them in, Zhou Mikang took the initiative to apologize. "It was our lack of vigilance that let Chuxia be wronged. Please don’t worry, something like this will never happen again. If you’re not satisfied with how we handled Little Jing, I’ll discuss it with Grandma again and we’ll figure out a proper solution."

Zhao Yulan and Lin Baohe had originally been harboring some resentment, but after hearing their son‑in‑law say that, they actually felt a bit embarrassed. Zhao Yulan hurriedly said, "We just came to see Chuxia, nothing else."

"Dad, Mom, don’t worry, I’m totally fine. And Little Jing didn’t really mean to harm me, her brain just got muddled in the moment." Chuxia explained as she laughed and sat between her parents, affectionately taking their arms. "Grandma talked to you, right?"

"She did. Aunt Zhou called us into the room and told us..." As she spoke, Zhao Yulan started to feel embarrassed. "We were really rude. As soon as we heard what Little Jing did, we rushed right up here.

But actually, with something like this, the ones who feel worst are Aunt Zhou and Uncle Zhou. And we still acted like that. No, I have to go down and explain to her. The way we behaved was really unreasonable."

The couple were both straightforward people. Once they’d thought it through, they insisted on going to apologize to Old Madam Zhou, so Zhou Mikang and Chuxia had no choice but to accompany them downstairs.

Old Madam Zhou really was feeling upset. It was only because she insisted on keeping Little Jing that this happened. The in‑laws being unhappy was perfectly understandable...

When she looked up and saw Zhao Yulan and Lin Baohe coming back, with Chuxia and Zhou Mikang behind them, the old lady quickly stood up. Zhao Yulan stepped forward, took her arm with both hands, and said apologetically, "Aunt Zhou, I’m sorry, Baohe and I were too impulsive. Please forgive us."

"Listen to you, if anyone did wrong, it was me..."

"No, no, no, this can’t be blamed on you, Aunt Zhou. If you could see through everyone’s thoughts so clearly, you’d be a fairy or an immortal. So how could we possibly blame you?"

"As long as you don’t blame me, as long as you don’t blame me..."

Once everything was talked out, everyone’s relationship became even closer. No wonder people say that if a conflict is resolved well, it’s a lubricant; if it isn’t, it’s a time bomb. (To be continued. If you like this work, you’re welcome to go to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please read at m.qidian.com.)