The Gong Family's New Year's Eve dinner was thrown into chaos over a bowl of braised pork, creating all sorts of drama.
Even Gong Zheng and his wife, who were cooped up in their room enjoying their New Year's meal, were deeply dissatisfied.
"Next time, I'll tell my mom that we're going back to eat at our place, not here."
Wu Rui used to not mind so much. As a newlywed daughter-in-law, she had to put on a bit of a show. But now, she's tired of pretending, as it's too much of a grievance for her.
"My mom said I've gotten thinner since I got pregnant." If the food was truly bad, Wu Rui would endure it. After all, this is what the Gong Family conditions are like.
Only now did she realize that it's not that the family is poor, but the good stuff is all given to that fat pig, Gong Xinyu.
"How much do your big brother's family and your brother even get? Do you think the transactions were made at your second brother's expense? Didn't he sneak anything in?"