"See that? I snatched the title of hostess from my elder sister-in-law, and she's not happy about it," Zhao Yulan complained to Fat Auntie without looking at Li Aiyuan, "I was only taking charge so you two families wouldn't be too polite with each other. Sigh ..."
"You ... you're just falsely accusing me," Li Aiyuan playfully slapped Zhao Yulan and then affectionately grabbed her, pushing her into the room.
A smile spread across Fat Auntie's face and just couldn't be contained.
After so many years of knowing Zhao Yulan, it was clear to her what kind of person she was, and seeing how well her daughter's mother-in-law, Li Aiyuan, got along with Zhao Yulan suggested she was a good-hearted and easy-tempered woman, too. Either living together or apart after her daughter married into Zhao's house, having a kind mother-in-law was always a bliss.
A few families gathered together, filling the room completely.
