Old Lady Feng's first day at home.
Her mood was pretty bad, especially after discovering that her son had grievously slept in the living room, and when going out to buy breakfast early in the morning, Old Lady Feng started the day in the living room, hands on hips, berating Zhuo Feng like a standing compass, "Other families' daughters-in-law get up before five in the morning, before dawn, to wash rice, cook, feed chickens and ducks. Our daughter-in-law? It's already eight, and she is still hiding in her room, not coming out. Calls herself a college graduate, from the city, but look, she doesn't take up a proper job, staying at home every day with a hoe, what kind of behavior is that?"
