Watching the beaming Zhou Lina, Yang Zhaodi felt her legs going weak.
The happier Zhou Lina seemed, the more likely someone was about to be in trouble.
"I'll go find someone right away," Yang Zhaodi signaled her daughter-in-law to call for help.
Zhou Hong's wife certainly didn't want to go out and ask for help. Didn't materials and labor cost money?
Yang Zhaodi was no fool, and she quickly understood her daughter-in-law's calculations, which displeased her greatly.
She had opposed Zhou Hong marrying this woman in the first place, as her family was very poor, and marrying her would mean endless subsidies in the future.
But Zhou Hong had insisted on marrying her, and Yang Zhaodi, without a choice, had agreed, hoping that living separately and keeping some distance would help avoid mutual disgust.
After the wedding, they had three grandchildren, especially the eldest who was very smart. Yang Zhaodi was finally somewhat satisfied with her daughter-in-law and became more generous.
