If you don't consummate the marriage for three years and then marry a successful educated youth

Douzi's father hesitated and nodded. Just as he was about to carry his mother out, he saw his wife burst in with a torch in hand, staring at them in disbelief.

"Mother, how can your legs walk?"

Old woman: "..."

Upon hearing this, the others crowded to the window and peered through the door. When they saw the old woman standing there properly, they erupted in a commotion.

"My God, Zhu Zi's mother's legs are really healed! Wasn't she paralyzed for three years? How did she suddenly get better?"

"I don't know, I guess they used some kind of medicine."

Douzi's mother pointed at him with a shocked expression: "Mom, when did your leg get better? What are you doing in the kitchen? Why didn't you tell us your leg was better?"

"I've been washing away your poop and pee during the day, so you'll be able to leave at night, or were you going to leave before, but you've been hiding it from us? Why?"

As the questions were posed, the old woman was speechless for a moment.

"Bean's dad, say something!"

Douzi's father looked guilty and turned his face away, not daring to look at her. He had always thought that his mother's paralysis was caused by his wife's anger, so he had never helped his mother when she was being difficult.

Now that he knows his mother was just faking it all along, he doesn't know how to face his wife. Things are getting more and more complicated.

Changing the subject: "Captain, what brings you all to my house?"

Douzi's mother said, "I called for help. I thought a thief had broken into the house. I was worried that you would be hurt by the thief, so I ran out to call for help. I didn't expect it to be you and your son in the kitchen."

"Dad, tell me the truth, what's wrong with Mom's leg? If it only got better today, she shouldn't be able to walk so easily tonight."

Bean's father lowered his head and remained silent, not uttering a single word.

"Say something, say it in front of everyone."

Seeing her daughter-in-law pressuring her son like this, the old woman also got a bit angry. She put her hands on her hips and shouted, "What are you doing? If you have a problem, come at me. Don't yell at my son."

Bean's mother forced a smile, looking at her with a questioning look in her eyes: "Fine, then you tell me, when exactly did your leg get better? Raise your hand and swear you're telling the truth."

"Anyone who lies will be struck by lightning and die a horrible death."

"Who...who are you cursing?"

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law faced off, neither willing to give in. Douzi's mother, her eyes red and her voice choked with emotion, said, "I didn't curse anyone. I just want to know the truth."

"Why are you running into the kitchen so late at night when your mother isn't sleeping? I thought you were a thief. Now that your leg is healed, let me ask you the truth: what did I do wrong?"

"I've been taking care of you for three years, cleaning up your excrement and urinating, and wiping your body without ever complaining. Can't I even ask you a question?"

The old woman stubbornly retorted, "Fine, there's nothing wrong with telling the truth. So what if my leg is better? Is it wrong for my leg to be better? I just forgot to tell you."

"Look at you, why are you making such a big fuss? You're just looking for trouble. Everyone, go home, nothing's wrong at our house."

Douzi's mother wiped away her tears, reached out and grabbed her husband's arm, and asked earnestly, "Honey, tell me the truth, when exactly did your mother's leg heal?"

"I, I..."

"I know you never lie. If you tell me, I'll believe you, and we'll never mention this again, okay?"

"After all, we're going to be husband and wife for life. I'm just feeling a bit uneasy and want to know what's going on. You're my man, can't you just tell me the truth?"

Seeing her with tears streaming down her face, Douzi's father also felt a little uneasy. This matter was definitely his mother's fault, and he couldn't bring himself to smooth things over if he just tried to appease her.

"My mother's legs were actually fine all along. It's just that you two didn't get along, so she came up with this method. Who knew that three years would pass like this?"

Upon hearing her son's words, the old woman shrieked, "What nonsense are you talking about? I didn't!"

Bean's mother heard this clearly, and so did the others. They looked at her with complicated expressions and couldn't help but mutter, "She's really ruthless, faking paralysis to torment her daughter-in-law for three years."

"That was three years! My house was right next door to theirs, and I could often hear her cursing her daughter-in-law. I never imagined it was all an act. She's so heartless."

The brigade leader, observing this scene, said, "Bean's mother, this is your family matter. It's best if you resolve it yourselves. If you need me to mediate, then come to me."

Bean's mother wiped away her tears and said gratefully, "Okay, thank you so much, Captain. I'm sorry to have troubled you to make this trip."

"It's alright, as long as it's not a thief. Things haven't been peaceful in the various brigades lately. The commune even called me to tell me to be careful."

"Be careful when you get home. If you spot anyone suspicious, be sure to report it. Don't hide it; they might be spies."

The captain waved his hand: "Alright, everyone disperse."

Everyone watched the scene in the kitchen, wondering if the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law would start fighting. After being deceived for three years, no one could swallow this insult.

It's a pity we won't see the sequel.

After everyone left, Douzi's father went to lock the courtyard gate and reached out to take his wife's hand, but missed: "Wife, are you still angry?"

Douzi's mother gave a bitter smile: "I shouldn't be angry. I've been deceived and bullied for three years. If your mother really becomes paralyzed, it's only right that I, as her daughter-in-law, take care of her."

"But that's not the truth. She's been lying to me and tormenting me. I shouldn't be angry. What are you yelling at me for?"

"I... I didn't mean that. Honey, it's understandable that you're angry. Take it out on me, and then we can move on, okay?"

Bean's mother shook her head, her face expressionless, and said, "No, I must make up for these grievances I've suffered. If you don't stand by my side, I can't count on you."

"Then there's no need for us to continue this relationship. Now I'm asking if I can manage the family finances myself from now on, and if I can set a fixed amount to support our parents."

"Do you have a problem with me not handing over money to Mom anymore?"

Douzi's father quickly shook his head: "No, we already have a child, so it's a separate little family. The money has always been with Mom, so it's really inconvenient for you to ask for it and spend it."

The old woman standing nearby grew anxious: "No, your father and I aren't dead yet. How can you separate the family? If you don't separate, this money is meant to be handed over to us for management."

"I've been through this, so it's my job to manage money. You young people, how can you possibly control your money when it's in your hands?"

Bean's mother scoffed, her eyes filled with mockery: "Yes, even if I can't control my money, I won't fake being sick and waste money on the hospital. That money would be a complete waste."

"This matter is something my husband and I discussed. In any family, once the son gets married and has children, the family will separate. It's not like my mother who wants to control everything."

Seeing this, the sister-in-law said with dissatisfaction, "Sister-in-law, what's so good about dividing the family property? Isn't it a waste of firewood to start cooking separately? Why bother if you can cook everything in one pot?"