The Husband’s Scheme

It’s just a bit awkward when we’re together.” 　　”What’s awkward?” 　　”I feel like her eyes look at me strangely.” 　　”How strange?” 　　After much thought, he said, “Her eyes are just like Zhao Lie Nü’s in ‘Fierce Woman and Tyrant’.” 　　Me: “…” 　　Fortunately, my brother’s feelings were just a preliminary good impression. I subtly hinted that the girl might have her own thoughts, and he nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite, saying it was fine. 　　After my brother announced my terrible fall at home, my parents and sister came to visit. Father brought several history books, deliberately marking a passage about virtuous women, handing it to me meaningfully. Mother wailed miserably upon seeing me and began sending pig’s trotter soup daily, claiming it would help my wound heal. 　　Unable to confront her mother-in-law who was hiding, she instead complained to the more good-natured father-in-law. As for An Jin, he couldn’t bear to blame him, given their long-standing overly indulgent attitude toward their son-in-law. 　　My mother-in-law rarely appeared, but one day she came out and confronted my mother, saying that no one was properly caring for me. My younger sister under the pretext of visiting managed to take away several of my clothes and hairpins.