On that day, it was already very late after the best friend trio returned from the gym. As soon as Wang Jiayi entered the room, she saw Haowen's mother sleeping on the sofa, and her snoring echoed throughout the room.

Wang Jiayi was disgusted and helpless. She walked into the bedroom and saw that there were New Year pictures on the wall of the bedroom.

Wang Jiayi asked Sun Haowen, who was carefully drawing mechanical design drawings on the desk: "What is that?"

Sun Haowen followed Wang Jiayi's gaze and said, "Oh, this is the New Year picture I bought. Isn't it almost the New Year, so I posted it in advance."

"Such a clean and beautiful wallpaper, post this? Are your thinking still stuck in the 1980s?"

"It's the New Year soon, post New Year pictures and celebrate."

"Look at who is still sticking this in the house now?"

"As soon as our village arrives, every family starts to post New Year pictures."

"Has your village not moved forward in the past 20 or 30 years? Is it about to die?"

Sun Haowen smiled and said, "The population is getting smaller and smaller."

"So, don't always mention it to your hometown to see it. It's a village that is about to die. I'm not interested in giving the final testimony." As he said that, Wang Jiayi tore off the New Year painting and threw it on the ground.

Sun Haowen said: "If you don't like it, don't like it. Why are you so angry?"

Wang Jiayi said angrily: "I have a very good temper and I am bullied by you like this!"

Sun Haowen looked puzzled: "Who bullies you? Who dares to bully you?"

Wang Jiayi's face became increasingly ugly. If Wang Jiayi was a powder barrel that was about to explode, Fan Yunxuan had already started to fire. The fuse was the disappearance of a sculpture. Fan Yunxuan found that the sculpture placed on her computer desk was gone. Jiajun's mother told her that the sculpture had been thrown away by herself.

Fan Yunxuan asked: "Mom, why did you throw it away?"

Jiajun's mother said, "The Chinese New Year is coming soon, I won't clean up the house! Your statue is not human, not ghost, is it beautiful?"

Fan Yunxuan said: "That is a postmodern-style artwork. You don't like it, I like it! It was bought when I was traveling to Europe. How could you throw it away?"

Jiajun's mother said: "The New Year is coming soon, and there should be something festive in the house. Your statue is so dark that it is not clear. I don't know if it is a human or a ghost. It has such a big butt and a small head. Look at who is putting that thing in the house!"

Fan Yunxuan said to Guo Jiajun angrily: "I found that our mother has two major hobbies, one is to appreciate your honorary certificates; the other is to throw my things. Last time, she used my mural as a rag, and this time she threw away my statue."

Jiajun's mother said: "If you hang a serious mural and put a serious sculpture, can I throw it away? What are you? One is scary and the other is creepy. If you don't put serious things, you have to put those strange things..."

Fan Yunxuan argued: "That mural is a replica of Picasso's famous paintings. His abstract thing is that style. You can't just deal with it just because you can't appreciate it! You have to respect my feelings!"

Guo Jiajun hurriedly said, "Mom, we are not a person who works on art. It is normal for them to not understand those artworks, and it is normal for you to dislike them. If you don't like them, just wait for Yunxuan to cover it with a cloth when she is not at home and throw it away directly. This is really not good."

Jiajun's mother said: "Don't forget, who is the mistress of this family? I have the right to deal with the items in the family!"

Fan Yunxuan didn't expect her mother-in-law to be so strong and unreasonable, so she turned around and returned to her bedroom.

Guo Jiajun said: "Mom, we look weird in many postmodern art works. But Yunxuan is an art-oriented person. As long as she thinks it is good, we have to understand her."

Jiajun's mother said: "I don't understand. Why are those things that are neither human nor ghostly? It's better to pick two stones from the roadside and put them at home than that thing."

Guo Jiajun returned to his bedroom with a helpless look on his face. He apologized to Fan Yunxuan for his mother: "Yunxuan, my mother is really not doing well. For the sake of her husband, don't bother with the elderly. The Chinese New Year is coming soon, be happy."

"Happy? Can I be happy? My mother reminded me that she is the mistress of this family. There cannot be two mistresses in a family, so we should live in another place."

"Change a place? Where to go?"

"Didn't mom say that I would rather give the money to the bank than let me waste it. She is right, we should consider buying a house of our own."

"My mother said that, don't take it to heart."

"If you live together, these trivial things will happen all day long. If you want to avoid these troubles, you can only live separately."

Jiajun's mother walked in and said, "Do you want to live separately from me? OK. If you can cook good food, if you can wash Jiajun's clothes clean, you can move them out, I have no objection!"

Fan Yunxuan said: "If I can't cook well, I can go to the restaurant to eat; if I can't wash clothes well, I can hand over the clothes to the laundry to wash. Your son has already started a family and starts a business, so you should let us live our own life."

Jiajun's mother said: "Your life? I can even imagine what kind of scene it is. Jiajun works so hard every day and has to cook for you when he gets home."

Fan Yunxuan said: "Mom, Jiajun is my husband, I will take good care of him. But we take care of him in different ways. I will treat him as a man, and I will not treat him as a child like you."

Jiajun's mother said: "Yunxuan, what are you talking about?"

Fan Yunxuan said: "You bought all the underwear and underwear that Jia Jun wore for him?"

Jiajun's mother said: "I bought him all the underwear and underwear he has been young since he was a child. I know the best thing he feels comfortable wearing."

Fan Yunxuan said: "I can understand your love for your son, but love needs to have boundaries. He is no longer the child who needs your care everywhere."

Fan Yunxuan's words are like telling her that your son belongs to me now, and you should quit. The son has his own small family and is no longer the child who surrounds him all day long and needs to take care of himself everywhere. Jiajun's mother understands this. Although emotionally, she can't bear the pain of giving up with her son, she also has to face the fact that sooner or later the mother will give her son completely to her daughter-in-law. This is an inevitable rule of life, because the mother raises the child

, which means aging, which means that one day you will let go. But at this time, she is in good health, so it is too early to let her go now. But the daughter-in-law's meaning is very clear, and she hopes that she will withdraw now, and she cannot accept it. The premise for her quitting is that Fan Yunxuan must be able to take good care of her son, and be able to make delicious meals like herself, and be able to wash her son's clothes clean. Otherwise, how can she be assured to hand over her son to her?

Jiajun's mother said: "At the time, Jiajun's grandma had Alzheimer's disease. I took care of her all day and never disliked her. Now I'm not confused yet, I'm just disgusted..."

Guo Jiajun hurriedly said, "Mom, don't think so, Yunxuan doesn't mean that."

Jiajun's mother walked out of the room, walked back to her bedroom, and closed the door. Guo Jiajun looked at her mother's back and felt very uncomfortable.

Fan Yunxuan said: "Did you see the root of my mother's problem?"

Guo Jiajun said: "It is normal for you to have a generation gap. She and I also have a generation gap, and there are often differences, and there are times when there are conflicts."

Fan Yunxuan said: "You are mother and son, and have a deep foundation of family affection. No matter how big the matter is, it is not a matter. If it weren't for you, then there would be a relationship between passerby A and passerby B. There is neither family affection nor love, let alone blood relationship. No matter how small the matter between me and her is, it is a matter. In order to reduce unnecessary conflicts, we should live separately as soon as possible."

Guo Jiajun said: "No matter what, you two are now a family because of me. It is precisely because of the lack of family relationship that you need to cultivate feelings more. Staying together day and night is more conducive to cultivating feelings than living separately."

Fan Yunxuan said: "The prerequisite for cultivating feelings is to think that the other party has a beautiful side. How to get a beautiful side? There is distance, and distance creates beauty. When you are under the same roof all day, you will see shortcomings and make a mess. How to cultivate feelings? Even if you have feelings, you will be exhausted."

Guo Jiajun said: "If I move out, my mother lives alone and live in such a big house alone. Will she be in a good mood? We are with her, and it will be more lively."

Fan Yunxuan said: "Yes, you will definitely not be willing to move. Every day, my mother is delicious and delicious, you are living in a honeypot. But what about me, have you ever considered me? I am like living in an oven. She doesn't like this or that. I'm baked every day. I'm not so much rubbing. You can come back to see her often, and I don't have any objection to come here to have supper every day. As for me, I come to see it during the Chinese New Year and the holidays, and I don't usually come. I meet less often, but I can read the other person's good things."

"I was puzzled. Why can't you deal with an old lady with such a smart head?"

"What our old lady needs is not a wise wife, but a virtuous wife. In her eyes, I am not only unvirtuous, but also lazy. If this continues, she will really be incompatible with me. Before she can get a complete breakup, she will quickly separate."

"It's a stupid wife to be incompatible with my mother-in-law. Don't insult your IQ in front of me."

"Don't interrupt me, I'll ask you, do you agree to move?"
Chapter completed!