The chicken soup she made for her daughter-in-law was snatched up by that shameless in-law, it drove her mad!
If she weren't worried about her daughter-in-law being stuck in the middle, torn between both sides, she'd have used a broom to chase that shameless woman out.
Sun said, "Mom, didn't you say you didn't want to fall out completely with Qi's mother? Just bring back a tough old lady to discipline her a few times, and that'll be that."
The old Mrs. Sun sighed, "Better not. Dalian is a good kid; it's not worth us families arguing over a bit of food and drink!
Our family isn't lacking this little bit of food now. Let it go!"
Sun disapproved of her mother's approach, "Mom, Dalian told me herself. Every time her mother comes to sponge meals, she leaves full of anger. You know she's pregnant, making her swallow anger like that—how can your grandson be okay?"
