Chapter 209: The Sourness Between Mother-in-law and Mother

Chapter 209: That Jealousy Between Mother and Mother-in-Law

"Su He has indeed become much more sensible this past year. Seeing her like this, her father and I feel much more at ease," Wen Qing added.

As the two chatted, Fu Dajun and the others finished unloading all the durians from the truck.

"How about coming to our place for dinner tomorrow?" Wen Qing offered.

"We can’t make it. There’s still a lot to do at home. We’ll be heading back with the truck soon, or it’ll be too dark to drive," Wu Yanhua replied with a laugh.

"You’re leaving already? Won’t you stay a few more days?"

"No, no. It’s the busy farming season—we’re too busy," Wu Yanhua said warmly.

Wen Qing had never clicked with Wu Yanhua before—their families had hardly spoken during past meetings. But now, in just this short while, they were gabbing like old friends.

Seeing them hit it off, Fu Dajun didn’t call Wu Yanhua over to help. After all, building a good relationship with the in-laws mattered.

Su He wasn’t the same as before—now their family’s main income came from her.

Su Shiming wanted to greet Fu Dajun, but he was too busy handling the durians.

Su He and her father set out the durians.

The moment they were displayed, customers crowded around to buy them.

Business took off so fast that even Wu Yanhua forgot about her conversation with Wen Qing.

The durians, which she’d thought were too pricey to sell, were now flying off the shelves?

"I’ll take this one—weigh it for me."

"These two are mine."

"This one here—I want this one."

Customers in the shop clamored to buy durians.

Hearing this was what rich people ate, they wanted to try it too.

Most folks near the hospital had steady jobs, so splurging on a durian now and then was doable.

People were mainly just curious to try something new.

Su He knew durians would sell well at first, but once the novelty wore off, they’d lose steam.

So she aimed to ride the wave and cash in while she could.

"Dad, we’ll need to pick more tomorrow. We’re selling out fast," she told Fu Dajun after weighing a customer’s durian and taking payment.

"Got it. I’ll tell your brother and sister-in-law tonight," Fu Dajun said quickly.

"Right. Get extra hands if you have to," Su He instructed.

"No problem, we’ve got time!"

The durian business was their biggest moneymaker now—they’d make time no matter how busy they were.

Just then, a nearby customer overheard and asked, "Hey boss, these durians—picked fresh daily?"

"Yep, straight from the tree, nice and fresh," Su He replied with a smile.

"Perfect! I’ll take one to try. If it’s good, I’ll be back tomorrow," the customer said cheerfully.

"Here you go—five and a quarter pounds, that’ll be eight yuan ten."

This guy clearly wasn’t hurting for cash, handing over the money without a second thought.

Not like first-timers who’d try to bargain her down, asking to round off the price.

Of course, that wasn’t happening.

Every last cent counted these days—where’s the profit in that?

Fu Dajun and Wu Yanhua would’ve lingered, but the delivery driver started urging them back.

The village was a three-hour drive, and driving after dark was risky.

"Su He, we’d better get going. I’ll bring more durians tomorrow around this time," Fu Dajun said.

"Alright, drive safe," Su He replied, then added to Wu Yanhua, "Mom, get some rest—don’t push yourself."

The words warmed Wu Yanhua’s heart.

"Who’s tired? Not me!"

With this crowd, Wu Yanhua could practically smell the money—tired was the last thing she felt.

"Oh, is Tinghua at work?" she asked.

After finally making it to the city, only to miss her youngest son, she couldn’t hide her disappointment.

"Yeah, he’s on shift."

Seeing them about to chat more, Fu Dajun cut in, "C’mon, let’s move! We’ll talk tomorrow."

Wu Yanhua smiled at Su He, then at Wen Qing. "We’re off now."

"Take care, you two!" Wen Qing called after them.

They watched the car until it disappeared before turning away.

"You and your mother-in-law seem awfully close now?" Wen Qing asked with a tinge of envy.

Su He didn’t know whether to laugh or sigh—her own mother and mother-in-law competing over her?

"We get along, but you’ll always come first," Su He said sweetly.

"So... your mother-in-law didn’t get the same skincare stuff, right?" Wen Qing pressed.

"Just you."

Satisfied, but still teasing, Wen Qing added, "If there’s extra, maybe toss her a bottle. She’s had a rough go of it. And that La Mer stuff you gave me? Magic—my skin’s never been softer."

Here’s the edited translation incorporating the expert suggestions:

Life isn’t easy for any country woman.

When Su He married Fu Tinghua, Wen Qing had worried her daughter might end up back in the countryside doing backbreaking farm work.

But now there was no need to worry—her daughter had even opened a shop in the city, so she’d never go back to farming.

Her daughter’s so pretty now, and the thought of her getting as tanned as Wu Yanhua from sun exposure broke Wen Qing’s heart.

Thankfully, her daughter was capable, and so was her son-in-law—they’d both moved to the city.

"I know, Ma," Su He quickly agreed.

"Miss, do you have durians for sale?" Just then, a car stopped in front of them, and the driver leaned out the window to ask.

"We just got a fresh shipment. Would you like some?" Su He replied.

"Yes, yes! Hold on, let me park real quick." The man drove a little farther up and parked.

Su He was clever—she’d placed a sign right in the middle of the shop entrance that read, "No parking in front of this shop."

Most people instinctively moved their cars farther up to avoid blocking her storefront.

This guy was clearly loaded—he picked out ten durians right away.

"I’ll take these," he said as Su He bagged them.

He chose only the biggest ones, each one over six pounds.

"That’ll be ninety-one fifty. Let’s just call it ninety-one," Su He said with a smile.

No questions asked, the man pulled out a hundred-yuan bill.

"Dad, give him the change," Su He called to Su Shiming at the register.

"Hey, weigh one more to make it an even amount," the high roller requested. "You got it!" In business, you’ve gotta love customers like this.