Reborn in the 80s and Remarrying an Officer, Let the Ungrateful Cry!

Mrs. Fu, just walking out of the kitchen: ...?

Her face immediately darkened.

’Is this really my own daughter? Why is she always throwing her own mother under the bus?’

’She could really thank her daughter for this.’

Qin Wenhao: ?...

’What was his wife talking about? Why couldn’t he understand a thing?’

And Director Wang was even more baffled.

”—Mingxue, what do you mean by that?”

’What does she mean, contribute a mom?’

Fu Mingxue looked at her. ”Didn’t you just say every household has to send someone? Since we can’t refuse, my family can’t be the one holding everyone back. So naturally, we’ll have to contribute my mom. After all, I’m too busy with work, so we’ll let my mom participate.”

”Don’t you worry. Back when my mom worked at the factory, she was always in the performances. Bel canto, chorus—she can do it all. And of course, things like poetry recitation are a walk in the park for her.”

Sister Wang: ...?

Qin Wenhao: ...?

’Alright, now he finally understood what his wife was getting at.’

He couldn’t help but glance at his mother-in-law.

’Especially with the thunderous look on his mother-in-law’s face—he was a little worried his wife was about to get walloped.’

Sister Wang’s expression was also quite unpleasant.

’She hadn’t expected Fu Mingxue to agree, only to volunteer her own mother.’

’Is this some kind of joke?’

She forced a smile. ”That... isn’t really appropriate, is it? This is for the wives to participate in—”

”How is it inappropriate? Is my mother not a family member? Besides, you just said every household needs to send one person. My household is sending one person. That fits the bill perfectly, doesn’t it? Or what, you think my mom’s too old?”

Mrs. Fu: ...?

Her anger skyrocketed, and a vein throbbed violently on her forehead.

’Can’t this blasted girl watch her mouth?’

’How am I old?’

’When I go out, people say I look like I’m in my thirties or forties.’

”No, your mom isn’t old—” Sister Wang tried to argue.

Fu Mingxue cut her off.

”If she’s not old, then it’s settled. Besides, even if she were, you said even someone with a broken leg has to go up. There’s no reason to refuse my mom. Unless... you want my two adorable babies here to go?”

”It’s not that they can’t, mind you, but they’re not even potty-trained yet. It’d be a little awkward if they had an accident on stage—I think it’s best if my mom goes.”

The two little ones: ...? ’Who’s not potty-trained?’

’They might not have understood the other words, but they certainly understood *that*.’

Qin Wenhao: ?...

Mrs. Fu: ...?

She couldn’t listen to this anymore.

”Director Wang, it’s the participation that counts! Since my daughter is truly busy with work and you insist we send someone, then I’ll go! You can’t possibly expect my son-in-law to go, can you?”

Qin Wenhao: ?...

’Mother-in-law, please, have mercy.’

Sister Wang: ...?

She was at her wit’s end.

’What was wrong with this mother-daughter duo? How could one be more difficult than the next?’

’Even if Qin Tuan were willing, would she dare ask him?’

”—We’ll go and discuss this a bit more.”

She said this, about to leave, but Fu Mingxue wasn’t about to let her get away that easily.

She immediately spoke up, her tone displeased. ”Director Wang, that’s not right. A moment ago, you were insisting every household send someone, that even people with broken legs had to participate. So what’s the problem now that my family is sending my mom? It seems you really do just think my mom is too old. You can’t be so discriminatory!”

Mrs. Fu, also looking highly displeased, chimed in, ”Exactly! What’s wrong with me? Why can’t I do it? Even if I’m completely tone-deaf, it’s the taking part that counts. We want to actively contribute to the family compound.”

Sister Wang: ?...

’It’s always the young wives who participate. How does a mother-in-law like you have the nerve?’

’At your age... How can you be so shameless?’