The old lady of the Gu family felt aggrieved.
Especially tonight, it reached a peak.
Back then, the whole village knew she followed her younger son to the south to enjoy life, and she had no intention of returning.
Now the money's gone, the business has collapsed, and in her old age, she has to return home to farm.
She thought the eldest son's family would be well-off, and she could stand tall in the village, but the eldest daughter-in-law holds grudges and doesn't give face.
It took repeated invitations for her to come, and she hasn't even called her "mother" since she arrived.
How could she hold her head up in the village in the future?
Thinking of this, the old lady of the Gu family cried even more sorrowfully.
"Oh, my son. My son. If you were alive, who would dare bully me, who would dare not respect me?"
Tong Huaqiong thought to herself: Is she hinting at me? Who bullied you, who disrespected you?
What is all this nonsense?
