Mrs. Wang was worried when she heard this. "How can this work? How can a man go to the kitchen? So is your daughter-in-law. She knows that she is lazy and doesn't cook food. She really has money to cook when she goes to the market. Yinghua, go and cook quickly. Do you want your eldest brother to cook for you?"

Wang Yinghua muttered that she expected her eldest brother and sister-in-law to find a job for her, so she had to cook breakfast.

Mrs. Wang felt that her son must cook all day in the Shanghai market and be bullied by Bai Wenjia. She felt that she must go to the Shanghai market with her son to support her son.

"Jianming, tell me, when you were at home, did your daughter-in-law do nothing but cook?" Mrs. Wang looked at her son painfully and felt that her son couldn't mix well in her daughter-in-law's hands.

Wang Jianming quickly explained, "no, I never cook at home and don't do any housework."

It's OK that Wang Jianming doesn't explain. As soon as she explains, Mrs. Wang feels that Wang Jianming has no position at home. She washes and cooks for her wife and children and carries foot washing water all day.

"Jianming, my son, so you live such a life!" cried Mrs. Wang, especially distressed for her son.

Wang Jianming saw his mother crying and laughing.

At noon, Wang Jianming called, but Bai Wenjia didn't answer.

The lunch at noon was made by Mrs. Wang with her daughter-in-law.

Mrs. Wang was wordy while doing it. She hated that her daughter-in-law knew she couldn't run home if she didn't cook.

The daughter-in-law and daughter fanned the flames on the side again, and Mrs. Wang was even more angry.

Bai Wenjia took her daughter to have beef dumplings at noon, went to see a juggling circus and a movie.

Although the cinema is very simple, the mother and daughter are very happy.

At more than four o'clock in the afternoon, the bag was full of food and drink, and they came back by electric car.

When she came back, Mrs. Wang patted her thigh, "do you know that come on, do you have a wife like this? If you put a man at home, you will know that you go out and enjoy yourself. Which daughter-in-law is like you?"

Bai Wenjia opened the recorder before entering the door.

Before she provoked, old lady Wang began to quarrel.

Wang Minmin was so frightened that she hid behind her mother and secretly poked her head out to look at her mother-in-law sitting on the ground.

Bai Wenjia smiled bitterly. She worked hard before. Although her mother-in-law's mouth was broken, she was not so unreasonable. I won't work now. That's the mother-in-law.

Don't she come? These people don't eat?

She just wants to take care of her through fooling around. In the past, she wanted to face and didn't care. Now she can't say anything as weak as before. She can only swallow it when she is bullied.

Bai Wenjia patted his daughter on the back and whispered, "Minmin, don't be afraid."

Bai Wenjia parked the electric car, then sent the things he bought to the house and took his daughter to the thatched cottage. Then he hurried back, entered the house and closed the door.

When I came back, I bought baked cakes. There was also hot water in the house. I made some milk and ate some baked cakes. So I dealt with dinner.

Mrs. Wang gave a good performance of singing and writing. Without the most important audience, she immediately felt interested, but she reluctantly ran to the door and patted the door. "Bai Wenjia, you come out. Your mother-in-law doesn't eat, but you eat. If you don't work at home, you really should come here to enjoy your happiness?"

Bai Wenjia didn't do anything else, so he took a recording pen and put it at the door to record all Mrs. Wang's words.