Chapter 347: A Live-in Son-in-Law? Can’t Afford the Shame!

Chapter 347 A Live-in Son-in-Law? What an Embarrassment!

While the two kids were playing by the door, Su He took the opportunity to step into her space.

She selected some books and toys for the children.

Su He also found time to check the forum.

The embroidery piece she had been working on was approaching its three-month deadline, and it was time to deliver it.

She'd been too busy to keep track before, but now she finally had the time.

When she opened the backend chat, she saw messages from the buyer asking about the progress of the embroidery and whether it was almost finished.

Clearly, they were impatient.

Su He replied directly, telling them it was ready for delivery.

The response came quickly—they were available to inspect the work immediately.

With customer service (ID: 1102) overseeing, the transaction was swiftly completed.

The buyer even sent a follow-up message, saying they loved Su He’s work and stating they would return for future needs.

Su He didn’t reply further. After all, the virtual world was just that—virtual, and couldn’t be converted into real-world cash in this era.

Her mother, Wen Qing, was getting up in years, and Su He didn’t want her to work too hard.

Just as Su He returned to her space to select more toys for the kids, someone showed up at her door.

"Zai Zai, you’re back? Where’s your mom?"

Aunt Niu, who had just returned from working in the fields, happened to pass by Su He’s house and noticed the door open with the two children playing outside.

"Granny Niu," Niu Niu called out sweetly.

"Oh, such good kids. Is your mom inside?" Aunt Niu asked again.

"Yes, Mom’s inside, fixing lunch," Zai Zai answered.

Hearing the noise, Su He immediately exited her space.

She went to greet her, "Aunt Niu, long time no see!"

It really had been a while—she’d missed Aunt Niu during her last two visits.

Aunt Niu was the first person in this world to show kindness to Su He, so seeing her again felt like reuniting with an old friend.

"Ah, Miss Su, I finally got to see you this time," Aunt Niu said with a smile.

"Yeah, I don’t come back as often now—I’m running a business."

"I know you’re busy, ah." Aunt Niu suddenly let out a heavy sigh.

It was obvious she had something on her mind.

"What’s wrong, Aunt Niu? Is something bothering you?" Su He asked, puzzled.

"It’s that son of mine—he’s driving me mad!" Aunt Niu said, letting out another sigh.

"Your son? The youngest one?" Su He tentatively asked.

As far as she knew, Aunt Niu's sons had all recently moved out to set up their own households.

She had three sons in total. After the eldest and second sons got married, they kept insisting on splitting the family, and now they’d finally gotten their way, living on their own.

Generally, everyone earned and spent their own money, so Aunt Niu wouldn’t have much to worry about with the other two sons.

But the youngest son was still living with Aunt Niu. He was only eighteen or nineteen and hadn’t married yet.

At one point, Aunt Niu had even thought that if Su He ever got divorced, she’d try to arrange for her to marry her youngest son.

"Who else could it be? You see, we’ve slaved away half our lives for our children, yet in the end, we don’t even get so much as a thank-you."

At this point, Aunt Niu couldn’t help but envy Wu Yanhua.

Not every family in the village was as tight-knit as the Fu family.

Take her own family, for example. Before Fu Tinghua became successful, they’d been much better off than the Fu family.

But they weren’t close. The sons kept demanding to split up, and the wives of the eldest and second sons were even more opinionated, each wanting to do their own thing and keep their earnings separate.

In the end, they had no choice but to split up the family.

This incident had caused quite a stir in the village, so much so that even Su He, who hardly ever came back, had caught wind of it.

The more Aunt Niu thought about it, the more she felt Wu Yanhua was truly fortunate.

Back then, their family had been far better off than the Fu family, but wouldn’t you know it, every last one of them turned out ungrateful, all eager to cut ties with the family.

Now, the youngest son had reached marriageable age, but for some reason, he was dead set on becoming a live-in son-in-law in the city.

If the youngest son left too, then the two elders would truly be left alone.

Three sons in total, yet not a single one was willing to stay by their side—just the thought of it made her heart ache.

Su He didn’t know how to comfort Aunt Niu. From a wife’s perspective, it was understandable not to want to live with the in-laws.

But from a parent’s perspective, it was truly heartbreaking.

"Don’t tell me our family’s been cursed lately? All the sons are so rebellious," Aunt Niu couldn’t help but lament.

"Don’t overthink it. Things will get better. Remember when I first moved to the village? Nobody gave me the time of day, but I made it through step by step," Su He reassured her.

Aunt Niu thought about it and agreed—things had been really tough for Su He back then.

"That’s why I keep thinking—why can’t I land a daughter-in-law like you?" Aunt Niu sighed, feeling more and more regretful.

"You know what? My youngest son turned down every girl we set him up with. Recently, he went out for work and met a city girl—they’re seeing each other now."

Aunt Niu paused at this point.

Su He figured that wasn’t a bad thing. After all, men and women should spend time getting to know each other before deciding to marry.

But this was still a conservative era. Plenty of folks married after a single meeting set up by their parents, once the bride price was settled.

So she replied, "What’s wrong with that? Plenty of city girls are just fine—I’m from the city, after all."

Su He said with a chuckle, thinking Aunt Niu might be worried the city girl wouldn’t know how to work.

To everyone's surprise, Aunt Niu let out a cold laugh before saying, "City girls are all well and good, but our family’s beneath their station.

At first, when we found out our youngest son had a city girlfriend, the whole family was thrilled.

Our impression of city daughters-in-law came from you—we all saw how capable you were and even felt our son had hit the jackpot.

But who would’ve thought that just a couple of days ago, our son came back and told us the girl’s family wants him to marry into her family in the city."

Aunt Niu paused here, clearly too angry to continue.

Indeed, in these times when sons are favored over daughters, marrying into the wife's family is considered a disgrace to any family.

Why bother having sons if they won’t carry on the family name? Once a son moves in with his wife’s family, he’s no longer considered part of his own family—who could bear that?

Especially in rural areas, no matter how hard up, families would never let their sons marry into another family.

Besides, Aunt Niu’s family is doing alright by village standards—there’s absolutely no need for such an arrangement.

Only those who can’t put food on the table, who truly can’t support their families, would ever allow their sons to marry into another family.