Volume 3, Chapter 9: Visual Animals

"It's already good." I continued eating, "If I don't tell you, isn't it to prevent you from worrying unnecessarily? Besides, you usually pay so much attention to your appearance, how was I to know you would turn up looking like this today?"

She came up and gave me another slap, hitting my thigh, to avoid interfering with my eating in case I choked, "Hoping for me to die early, are you? Do you think I look like this for my own sake? Hearing that you were being discharged today, I came early in the morning to clean your room and cook porridge. Then I even ran a mile to buy your favorite breakfast. Who has time to dress up? Do you know how much I've suffered? In front of both sons-in-law, I'm seen as this crazy woman. First impressions are so important. How long will it take me to change their views?"

Hearing this, I choked and almost stopped breathing. Both—both sons-in-law? She only has me as a daughter, where did the two sons-in-law come from?