Back To The 80s: President's Doted Wife Chapter 1528 - 1529: Sister-in-law Song’s Many Faults
Previously on Back To The 80s: President's Doted Wife...
Within only a few days, the new neighbor Sister-in-law Song had totally overturned Cheng Su's view of human nature.
Cheng Su doesn't come from wealth herself; she's a countryside girl too, same as Chunhua and Guiying, so she doesn't look down on rural folks. Yet Sister-in-law Song's demeanor leaves her utterly dumbfounded.
Crude speech, avarice, always grabbing petty gains, shameless, clueless—the flaws piled up more each day.
How far does she go in freeloading? Mother Cheng mentioned once she wanted some, but before any reply came, Sister-in-law Song snatched the bundle of scallions she'd just bought and started using them.
One early morning, as she rose to prepare soup for Cheng Su, there was Sister-in-law Song on their gas stove, claiming her own supply had run dry.
True or false, shouldn't she at least ask first? Gas is such a valuable resource. Even Mother Cheng hates to waste it. If the shared kitchen weren't so cramped and chaotic, she'd have opted for a coal stove long ago.
With Cheng Su in postpartum confinement, soups and meals prepared daily, the gas vanished at an alarming rate. Money aside, it still stung the old woman's heart.
Sister-in-law Song's sneaky ways like this? Utterly shameless.
Her two boys too—Mother Cheng is at a loss for words. They loiter at Cheng Su's home all day, begging for TV time, but they show up right at meal hours.
Cheng Su enjoys chicken and meat daily, and those kids stare hungrily. Give in or hold firm?
Mother Cheng sees herself as kind-hearted. But after repeated incidents, she saw through it: adults exploiting via the children.
Thus, even in the sweltering heat, Cheng Su's door stays shut, excused by her needing quiet rest in confinement, no disturbances allowed.
Not only does Mother Cheng vent to Cheng Su; Chunhua and Guiying gripe too.
They'd tacitly planned evening visits to Cheng Su's for TV after supper. Door secured, they whispered their complaints.
"...Our place is tiny, kitchen and bath shared—everyone knows. Shared means mutual respect, doesn't it? But she couldn't care less, using the bathroom door wide open. My Old Liang nearly walked in—mortifying!" Chunhua vented bitterly.
Cheng Su almost choked on her drink: "What? Bathroom door left open?!"
"Precisely," Chunhua confirmed, "That outer loo has just a flimsy wooden door, locks only from inside. Who forgets to lock it? Unlocked usually means empty. But that day, Old Liang rushed home, saw it cracked, pushed in—and there she was!"
Oh...
"I got so mad hearing it, tried reasoning gently, but she brushed it off, chuckling about countryside habits! We're all rural-born—who leaves doors gaping back home? This is the city; mix-ups happen, then what? Neighbors constantly crossing paths. Enduring endless awkwardness—who needs that?" Chunhua fumed.
Cheng Su reeled in disbelief, glancing at Guiying—this was beyond mortifying!
Guiying seethed too: "Dahe faced his own issue, not bathroom but showering. She emerged in shorts and tank top, skipping underwear even—this..." She trailed off, too flustered to go on!
What a disaster, Cheng Su gulped, inwardly grateful. Thank goodness her home had its own bathroom—dodging such messes would be impossible otherwise!
