When my mother-in-law found out that Ding Jian was helping me wash my underwear, her expression became extremely complicated, as if she had just swallowed a fly.
"How can a grown man help a woman wash her underwear?"
"Isn't that something to laugh about?"
"This will bring bad luck."
She took my hand and said earnestly, "He Xing, Ding Jian already works so hard. How can you let him do something like this?"
I smiled and replied, "Mom, I'm not tired. With so many things to do at home, Ding Jian and I should share the burden together."
Ding Jian chimed in, "Yeah, Mom, we're husband and wife; we should help each other."
My mother-in-law was momentarily speechless. Ding Jian continued to help me with the laundry while she sighed in discontent from the side.
At first, my mother-in-law's demands weren't too unreasonable; she would only occasionally ask me to do things. But one day, when she saw me buy a short skirt, she began to nag incessantly.
"He Xing, that skirt is too short; it doesn't suit you."
"You're getting older now; you can't wear such short skirts."
"Wearing too much makeup can be toxic for women; it might prevent you from having children later."
My mother-in-law buzzed around me all day long, pointing out my choices and making me quite annoyed. But I endured it all.
I thought that as long as I endured enough, I could exchange it for harmony in the family. But my mother-in-law only intensified her demands. She began to frequently urge us to have children. Until one day, she discovered a used condom in our room's trash can.
Furious, she threw the used condom onto the dining table. "He Xing, when exactly do you two plan to have kids?" she shouted. "I don't have much time left; I just want to see my grandchild."
"If you don’t have children soon, do you want me to die with regrets?" Her yelling sent shivers down my spine.
After a long silence, I finally spoke slowly, "Mom, this matter cannot be rushed; it has to happen naturally."
Upon hearing this, my mother-in-law became enraged. "He Xing, what do you mean by that? Are you saying you don’t plan on having children?"
I shook my head. "No, Mom, that's not what I meant."
She glared at me fiercely. "He Xing, I'm not trying to criticize you, but you're already 30 years old. Do you still think you're young?"
"If you wait any longer to have kids, you'll be considered a high-risk pregnancy. The child might have problems."
"I have to think about my future grandchild; you can't be so selfish." She unleashed a barrage of hurtful words. I listened silently, not rebutting a single point.
Only when she seemed exhausted did I finally say softly, "Mom, you're right; it's my fault."
"I'm getting older and my health isn't great, and Ding Jian has many bad habits."
"He smokes and drinks, and often stays up late. He's really not suitable for having children."
"If we have a child and it turns out unhealthy, that would be a problem."
After saying this, I turned to Ding Jian and gently asked, "Honey, don't you think so?"
Ding Jian was taken aback for a moment, then nodded, "Yes, yes."
My mother-in-law's face flushed with anger and embarrassment.
I continued softly, "Mom, both Ding Jian and I are grown adults. We've been trying to have a child for a long time; it's really not our fault."
"If anyone is to blame, it can only be Ding Jian's poor health."
"He can't produce healthy children; that's not my fault."
My mother-in-law opened her mouth but couldn't say a word.
I pretended not to notice and continued eating.
She was so furious that her face turned pale, and after a long pause, she finally managed to say, "Starting tomorrow, I will monitor your daily routines."
"I won't stop until you give me my grandson."
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