Now that the arrangements were made, everyone settled in for the night.
Li Yuan'ai and her mother, Zuo Daya, were sleeping in the main room. After washing up, the two of them, along with Yuan Si, lay in a row on the kang bed.
"Ai Ping has had a tough life. When it comes to her in-laws, she takes after me—neither of us got an easy-going family. If I hadn't thought that kid Hai Yan was a decent sort back then, I would have never let them get married, no matter what."
The mother and daughter hadn't seen each other in years, so they certainly had no shortage of things to talk about. Sure enough, the conversation soon turned to the topic of their children's marriages.
From Li Yuan'ai's boastful tone, it was clear she was very pleased with her city-dwelling son-in-law.
