At the dinner table, my daughter and son-in-law complained about me in English as if no one else was watching. "My mother really doesn't have the same sense of boundaries as my mother-in-law. She has been with us for almost a year, but she has not helped us with anything, and she has disturbed our two people's world!" My son-in-law drank the Maotai that I spent a huge sum of money to buy, with a look of disgust on his face. "Your mother is just a rural pig farmer. Can you compare with my mother? You are an unreasonable old thing!" Not only did the daughter not defend her, she even agreed with a smile, "Of course, my mother-in-law is a descendant of the Yehenala family. She is noble and well-educated. How can she compare to my mother?" The two of them said something to each other and even thought I smelled like pig shit. They laughed so much that they treated me like nothing.
