She Lives Well with the Shopping App in the 80s-Chapter 132 The Wife Did It for Him

And the clothes she wore didn’t have a single patch, and at first glance, they were clearly new cotton clothes.

When Mrs. Zhao heard her elder sister-in-law say this, she naturally started to explain, "It’s rare for you to come, Xiaoxiao might have forgotten you, wait a moment, I’ll introduce the relatives at home to you again."

This statement had no faults.

However, Mrs. Zhao’s sister-in-law expressed her disdain, "Eldest sister-in-law, you really need to teach this wife of yours, she doesn’t respect her elders, and she doesn’t even consider us as elders at all."

No matter how bad the daughter-in-law may be, she was still the mother of her grandson and the wife of her youngest son.

Mrs. Zhao’s relationship with her natal family had grown increasingly worse after the death of her parents.

"Perhaps today there are too many relatives here, and she is busy entertaining other relatives, as your sister-in-law, you should be more tolerant."

Tolerant?

How could she be tolerant?

"Sister-in-law, take a seat first. I see my in-laws have arrived, I’m going to say hello," Mrs. Zhao said, dropping the comment and leaving without looking back.

She felt a little uncomfortable inside but didn’t dwell on it.

Today was a day for celebration.

Mrs. Zhao’s elder sister-in-law’s expression turned a bit sour as the eldest sister-in-law seemed to be brushing them off more and more.

How come after the in-laws passed away, she seemed to no longer want to have any contact with them?

Was that not allowed?

Mrs. Zhao’s elder sister-in-law was so angry that she was fuming inside.

She went to find Mrs. Zhao’s second sister-in-law and started complaining about Mrs. Zhao and how Yun Xiaoxiao didn’t respect the elders.

Mrs. Zhao’s second sister-in-law didn’t have this kind of ungratefulness.

Now, the life at this eldest sister-in-law’s house was getting better and better, moreover, her brother-in-law had been the team leader of the Zhao Family Village Team for so many years.

Her little nephew’s family lived in a brick house; his wife’s family would send parcels and money.

Now, these two nephews had also moved to live in brick houses after separating from the family.

They lived a much better life than hers.

At least they were still living in earthen houses.

Who knew which year they would be able to move into a brick house.

Mrs. Zhao made a round and came up to Yun Xiaoxiao.

"Xiaoxiao, you don’t remember your aunts, let Laosan introduce you to them," she said and left after dropping the comment.

Yun Xiaoxiao was left completely confused.

What was happening?

Zhao Tianlei seemed to have understood what his mother meant by those words.

It must have been one of the aunts complaining in front of his mother.

Saying his wife did not respect the elders, did not address them properly, and such.

His wife had amnesia.

At first, when he returned, she could barely recognize him.

Let alone his impression of those aunts which was just average.

"How many aunts do you have?"

Seeing her seemingly curious, Zhao Tianlei said, "Three. My grandma and grandpa passed away many years ago, and my mother only visits my uncles’ homes during the Chinese New Year."

Yun Xiaoxiao then understood that sibling relations could fade a bit, with parents, there might be more visits, but once they are gone, those visits naturally decrease.

"Introduce me to some."

After all, Chinese New Year was not far away, and when they come again, she would still be unable to recognize anyone.

Introduce her?

Did his wife want to get to know them?

"Alright then!"

He knew his wife was also thinking of him.

"Eldest Uncle..."

Eldest Uncle Zhao saw his little nephew coming over, bringing his wife with him, and smiled while nodding, "Xiao Shitou..."

"Eldest Uncle, hello..."

Eldest Uncle Zhao had met Yun Xiaoxiao before, and she seemed to have changed little from the time she married Xiao Shitou, which indicated that Xiao Shitou took good care of her after she married into the Zhao Family.

"Second Uncle..."

"Second Uncle, hello..."

"Youngest Uncle..."

"Youngest Uncle, hello."

Yun Xiaoxiao followed Zhao Tianlei and called out to each person, her smile polite and distant, but at least she was able to recognize all these uncles.