"What did you do to Xiajuan? She's your daughter." At this moment, Yang Hui's temples throbbed, his face flushed red with anger. If it weren't for that last bit of reason reminding him that the person standing in front of him was Xiajuan's mother, he might have already thrown a punch, not caring that the person was a woman. Despite his restraint, his teeth ground audibly.
"What do you want to do, why are you so fierce, do you want to hit me? Oh, this guy hasn't even married into the family yet and he's already thinking about hitting his mother-in-law. If I marry my daughter off, what good could come of it? Oh, what a hard life we orphans and widows have, my child's father, if only you could see this wonderful son-in-law from the heavens." Mother Tian, disregarding the fact that it was her daughter's wedding, slapped her thigh and started wailing, causing everyone in the courtyard to look awkward.
