Jian Ming laughed awkwardly, "Look at this old face of mine, only you don’t despise it. I used to be a handso young man, but now, I’m old and no one wants anymore. The wrinkles on my face can scare people to death, who would even give a second glance? I’m just trying not to embarrass you by walking with you, otherwise, why would I need to buy any clothes? Wearing my son’s old clothes would suffice. Besides, it’s all for supporting Xiang Nuan’s event. My friends have said they will all go there to buy clothes, isn’t our daughter-in-law capable?"
"That’s for sure, not to ntion whose son brought her into our family," Li Qiuhua was very proud of this. Not only did she give birth to two successful sons, but she also has an extrely capable and beautiful daughter-in-law. In her life, although there was not much to boast about, in her old age, she can indeed be proud in front of her group of sisters.
Of course, Jian Ming is not one to speak sweet words, but saying this made Li Qiuhua very happy and willing to dress her husband both handsoly and stylishly. Although they are both in their forties or fifties, they look as if they are in their thirties when they go out, and she is also quite youthful.
Just right, it happened - a few friends gathered to play mahjong and talk, and the conversation turned to daughters-in-law. Mrs. Song was also there, and through others, got to know Li Qiuhua. Actually, most of these people knew each other, and even if not, knowing the nas and having seen each other was normal.
"Qiuhua, does your daughter-in-law have any new clothes lately? I want to go check them out, I need to buy so clothes again."
A card-playing friend asked Li Qiuhua during the ga. These people are all leisurely and wealthy; ordinarily, they don’t do much except indulge in food and entertainnt. Not spending money to dress themselves up would be foolish, especially those with Li Qiuhua, who are all young and beautiful. Mrs. Song, who has recently entered this circle, was especially surprised by their distinctive taste in both clothing and deanor, all very youthful and fashionable, especially Li Qiuhua, who has an unbelievable amount of clothes, each piece unique and unseen by others.
Later, she found out that her favorite cafe was owned by Li Qiuhua’s daughter-in-law. No wonder, having such a capable daughter-in-law, how could a mother-in-law not have nice clothes to wear? This only made Mrs. Song grind her teeth with envy because, unlike her own daughter-in-law who only knew how to spend money, changed jobs frequently due to complaints, and only knew to engage in beauty treatnts and entertainnts. Even having a wealthy family couldn’t sustain her extravagant spending. Comparing her daughter-in-law with soone so capable as the other, she felt unbearable envy and jealousy.
Li Qiuhua, being very talkative and generous, shared her clothing experiences with friends, assuring that following her clothing tips would surely pose no problems, and anyone she took shopping often received significant discounts.
Gradually, through interactions, Mrs. Song’s relationship with Li Qiuhua improved, and after shopping together a few tis, they grew closer.
She frequently complained to Li Qiuhua about her own daughter-in-law, calling her poor, lazy, and incompetent, always making herself up outrageously and never cooking at ho, only ever knowing how to upset her.
Li Qiuhua did not join in speaking ill of others, simply stating to let the two of them manage their own lives; as parents, as long as the children are fine, that’s what counts. Because of this, Mrs. Song felt even more that Li Qiuhua was a person worth befriending, and it was only much later that Li Qiuhua found out, Mrs. Song’s daughter-in-law turned out to be Qin Xiangi, which really was quite a coincidence.
Li Qiuhua knew about the Qin Family’s affairs — Xiang Nuan had been fending for herself since she was six. Her family got to know the little girl since then. Li Qiuhua almost had no good impression of Qin Xiangi; she knew about the incident when Qin Xiangi secretly sold the screen, and about Xiang Nuan’s parents. Honestly, with such parents, what kind of children could they raise? And the things Hu Li did were all disgusting. Fortunately, Xiang Nuan and Qin Xiangyang were not borne by the sa mother as Qin Xiangi, otherwise how could they turn out so decent.
Li Qiuhua knew these things, but she had not told Mrs. Song.
It was just soone she knew from everyday life, not particularly close. She wouldn’t gossip about others behind their backs. However, sotis listening to Mrs. Song’s complaints, she truly felt that her own luck was indeed very good, and she was also thankful that Zhiqing from the Song Family married Qin Xiangnuan instead of Qin Xiangi. If he had really married Qin Xiangi, with her temperant, she would have been fighting with Qin Xiangi every day, causing unrest for the whole family.
However, her not saying anything doesn’t an that Mrs. Song will never find out.
"Your na is Xiang Nuan," Mrs. Song went to the store one day and heard soone calling Qin Xiangnuan’s na, which caught her by surprise.
This na sounded so familiar, very much like her daughter-in-law’s.
"Yes," Qin Xiangnuan touched her head and smiled warmly, her clean laugh was refreshing and endearing.
"What’s your surna?"
Mrs. Song felt like she sensed sothing, and it must be said, a woman’s intuition can sotis be quite frightening.
"My surna is Qin," Qin Xiangnuan did not hide it, of course, she knew about Mrs. Song’s identity too. However, Qin Xiangi is Qin Xiangi, and Mrs. Song is Mrs. Song. In her past life, Mrs. Song did not make things difficult for her, and she had heard from Li Qiuhua that Mrs. Song and Qin Xiangi didn’t get along, which is why they hadn’t been living together.
In her past life, Qin Xiangi bullied her, sched against her, but Mrs. Song did not.
She was a person who believed in revenge and retribution, not everyone in the Song Family had bullied her. At least, neither Mrs. Song nor Mr. Song had, both of whom were quite educated, coming from an era of intellectuals, with upstanding values.
Once Mrs. Song heard the surna and connected it to Qin Xiangnuan’s na, she imdiately guessed sowhat. Qin Xiangi had once boasted that she had a brother who was a military school instructor, which had made her quite proud, but their family had never once seen this brother.
Considering the nas were so similar, could they be sisters?
Mrs. Song scrutinized Qin Xiangnuan for a long ti, suspecting, trying to find sothing on Qin Xiangnuan’s face, but she was sowhat disappointed that Qin Xiangnuan and Qin Xiangi bore no resemblance at all.
"I would like to ask, do you know Qin Xiangi? What is your relationship with her?" Mrs. Song narrowed her eyes, her thoughts growing incredibly complex.
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