Song Ci hadn't spoken yet, when Madam Jiang and Madam Lu walked over hand in hand, smiling warmly as they greeted the two.
"Mother, what good news are you discussing with big sister-in-law? Let us listen too." Madam Jiang asked, beaming.
Song Ci shot her a reproachful look: "It's a conversation I fear you won't like hearing. You might blame me, as your mother-in-law, for lecturing you."
Madam Jiang wasn't intimidated by these words; she sat closer and affectionately clung to her arm, saying, "Mother-in-law is greater than the sky. Even if you lecture us, it's all for our own good and giving us benefits. I'm not afraid to listen. After all, a conversation with mother-in-law is worth ten years of reading and avoids many detours. Quickly, please hurry and scold us, your daughters-in-law can't wait!"
Song Ci: "..."
Such disrespect, never thought you'd actually be a masochist.
