On Mother's Day, I Took My Mother-in-law to Buy Gold

On Mother's Day, I was attacked and mauled by a crazed Samoyed.

My motherinlaw stood five meters away, trembling and covering her eyes.

In my final moments, I saw the bloodstained Samoyed still smiling.

The scene was terrifying and eerie.

After my death, my soul lingered briefly. My saintlike husband forgave the Samoyed's owner.

Less than two months later, he took the huge accidental compensation payout from my death and remarried a young bride.

My motherinlaw bluntly said, "Without you, how would he have gotten the compensation so quickly?"

When I opened my eyes again, I was reborn.

"Wife, today the insurance company recommended an accident insurance plan to me. I think it's pretty good. How about we both get one?"

My husband casually brought it up while browsing through the insurance policy terms.

My heart was filled with dread, and scenes from my previous life flooded my mind.

My hands trembled slightly, and my eyes were filled with fear.

My husband wanted to kill me for the insurance payout!

I couldn't understand how such a kindhearted man could do something so terrible.

Seeing my strange reaction, my husband asked, concerned, "What's wrong? Why do you look so pale? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

I looked at him, confused.

To everyone else, he was the model husband—decentlooking.

He handed over his entire paycheck, didn't drink or smoke, came home on time after work, and always praised his wife in public.

Whenever I argued with my motherinlaw, he always took my side.

I had always thought I'd found a good match.

That was why I was willing to marry into this family despite having a difficult motherinlaw.

I didn't expect that I was wrong in the end.

Like mother, like son.

"Wife, don't scare me. Let's go to the hospital!"

My husband shook my shoulders, his pale face making me feel dazed.

I so wished it was all just a nightmare.

But I knew clearly that I wasn't mentally ill, nor was I hallucinating.

This time, I would uncover his hypocritical facade and seek justice for myself.

This time, I would uncover his hypocritical facade and seek justice for myself.

"I'm feeling a bit unwell; maybe it's because my period is coming…"

Without another word, he rushed to the kitchen and made ginger tea with brown sugar, coaxing me to drink it.

As he muttered, "Why is your period early this month? Do you feel unwell anywhere else?"

"No more..."

It was honestly ridiculous how someone could act so well.

"Wife, about the insurance I mentioned earlier, what do you think?"

"I think… it's pretty good. Let's both get one, and list each other as the beneficiaries."

He seemed surprised that I agreed so quickly, pausing for a moment.

But he soon recovered, saying, "Great. I'll take care of everything. You just need to sign, so you don't get too tired."

How thoughtful of him!

…

At the dinner table, he mentioned to my motherinlaw that we were getting accident insurance.

"Why waste money on that? You should give me the money to save for you two instead! Is it you again, pushing my son into buying such ridiculous insurance?" she snapped.

My husband defended me, explaining in detail the benefits of the insurance.

If either of us had an accident, the other would receive a huge payout from the insurance company.

There was no need to tell my motherinlaw about buying insurance, but he still did, sharing every detail.

What I hadn't noticed before now seemed clear—he was subtly guiding my motherinlaw toward something.

As expected, when she heard how much the payout could be, her expression changed.

She mumbled under her breath, "That much?"

I put down my bowl, saying, "I'm heading to work."

"Wife, could you drop off Maxwell's son at kindergarten? I already promised him."

That little boy was a menace.

Every time I took him to kindergarten, my car ended up with scratches and dents.

He would even hurl insults at me.

Whenever I tried to complain to Maxwell, my husband would say, "Why are you fussing with a child?"

I had clearly stated that I didn't want to send him anymore.

"You promised it yourself, so go and send him."

After saying that, I grabbed my bag and left.

Just as I arrived downstairs, I saw that kid forcefully scratching my car with a knife.

I took a step back towards the darkness.

Ever since I died once, I cherish my life even more.

I didn't want to put myself in any danger again, after all, I didn't have to accept punishment for being hurt by him.

So I took the subway to work.

On the way, my husband called me and asked why I didn't take Maxwell's son to kindergarten.

I hung up the phone directly.

Then he kept bombarding me with text messages.

Seeing that I really ignored him, he could only take the child to kindergarten himself.

When I got home in the evening, my husband kept complaining about how annoying that child was.

"Now you know how painful it is when the knife is stuck in your own body?"

My husband came to his senses and kept apologizing to me.

"Wife, I was wrong. I will never force you again next time."

And I coldly took out my phone, "Hello, I want to report to the police. My car has been scratched."

The police quickly found the child through surveillance.

The child was brought to my door to apologize, and Maxwell also compensated me with 5,000 dollars.

The naughty child looked at me fiercely.

I immediately hugged him and said, "Auntie was wrong. It's better for the child not to be left with any shadows. Honey, I told you there was no need to call the police. Look, the child was just playing around. There was no need to make such a big fuss."

The acting was a bit exaggerated, but it was enough to deal with a child.

When my husband heard what I said and was about to refute, I pushed the child to Maxwell and asked him to comfort the child.

I also returned the 5,000 dollars to Maxwell and said, "We are neighbors. It's not a big deal. From now on, my husband will take the child to school."

Maxwell was very grateful, and I waved my hand generously and said, "We are neighbors. If I can help, I will."

After everyone left, my husband asked me discontentedly why I lied.

I covered my chest in fear and said, "I was scared when I saw the child's eyes just now. That's why I babbled. Honey, you won't blame me, will you?"

"Why would I blame you? I'm just feeling strange."

Since then, my husband had become the one who picked up and drops off the kids.

Every day, he had to wake up an hour earlier, and he had been late for work several times.

He always unintentionally mentioned his embarrassed appearance of picking up and dropping off the kids in front of his motherinlaw.

His motherinlaw felt sorry for her good son and turned her anger towards me.

"Who else has a man who picks up and drops off the kids every day? As a wife, you should help your husband with these things. It's not enough that you don't do housework after marrying you. Now even such a small thing..."

I chuckled, "It's not like I asked him to help someone else pick up the kids. Besides, my husband is just so willing to help others. Why do you care so much?"

I turned around and hugged my husband's arm, "Isn't that right?"

"Yes, Mom, please say less."

His mother was so angry that she didn't even eat dinner.

But the next day, I saw an extra gold necklace on my motherinlaw's neck.

This was a gift I bought overnight to apologize to my motherinlaw.

"This is a gold necklace that your husband bought for me. How do you like it? Don't tell me you don't have one."

"I have plenty. My husband has given me many gold necklaces. Has your husband given you any?"

As a widow for twenty years, my motherinlaw heard me mocking her like this and immediately splashed the hot porridge in her hand towards me.

I dodged and all the hot porridge splashed onto my husband who had just come out of the bedroom.

My motherinlaw scolded angrily, "What are you hiding for? It all splashed onto my son!"

I couldn't stand watching them act anymore, so I gave her a disdainful look and walked straight out of the door.

At noon, I was preparing to go home to get something.

Just as I reached the door, I heard my motherinlaw's loud voice complaining about me.

"You don't know how malicious my daughterinlaw is. She instigated my son to purchase accidental insurance, and she is the beneficiary! I don't know what she is thinking. Also, recently my son took my grandson to kindergarten, which should have been a good thing. But my daughterinlaw insisted on saying that my son was meddling in other people's business. When I tried to advise her, she poured hot porridge all over me. Our Gates family is really unfortunate to have such a daughterinlaw!"

The neighbor murmured in agreement, and my motherinlaw started speaking again.

"I am really unlucky. I lost my husband at an early age, and it was not easy for me to raise my children. But now, my daughterinlaw is giving me a hard time. This morning, she even called me an old widow and complained that I am a nuisance in this house. She wants me to go back to my hometown."

She started crying with a sob as she spoke.

"The clothes I'm wearing were bought two years ago. My son bought me a necklace because he felt sorry for me. Today, my daughterinlaw had a big fight with my son and told me to move out of this house within three days. I really can't go on living! Sob sob sob..."

It turned out that she had been orchestrating everything behind my back, no wonder people in the community didn't really pay attention to me.

I turned the doorknob and opened the door.

In their surprised and embarrassed expressions, I calmly sat on the sofa.

"Keep talking, I didn't even realize I was such a terrible daughterinlaw. What you said is so accurate that I feel like slapping myself."

My motherinlaw felt a little embarrassed and stood up to call those aunts to go back first.

Afraid that I would say one more word and expose her lie.

"Don't be afraid, girl. We're all here today. Let's see what she can do to you!" One of the redhaired aunties looked at me angrily, as if she was defending me.

I sneered and laughed.

"Am I abusing her? If so, then throw away everything that I bought for you."

I went to the utility room and took a hammer.

They thought I was going to get violent, so they all took a step back.

And I bypassed them and headed towards my motherinlaw's room.

Smash open the treasure chest she locked.

Suddenly, the golden jewelry was exposed in front of everyone.

My motherinlaw loved gold the most, so I gave her one or two pieces every month.

In the shocked eyes of everyone, I opened my motherinlaw's wardrobe again.

Inside were all new clothes without price tags.

Turning around again, tears were streaming down my face.

"Mom, touch your conscience and tell me, have I really treated you badly? I respected you as my own mother. If I hadn't come back to get the documents today, I wouldn't have known that you would arrange things like this in front of everyone! I am really heartbroken."

I hugged my head with both hands and crouched on the ground, my shoulders trembling.

Because I was afraid that I couldn't help but laugh.

Everyone started to criticize my motherinlaw.

Especially the aunt who just stood up for me.

"Sister, you've gone too far! You actually deceived us like this. Such a good girl, you you you. I was planning to introduce you to Patrick next door who has been a widower for many years, but it seems unnecessary now!"

After saying that, everyone left angrily.

The reputation of my motherinlaw in this community was completely ruined.

I knew Patrick next door, he is so handsome, even though he is old, he still has sixpack abs.

I stole a glance at my motherinlaw's expression, and she was indeed extremely regretful.

I held the hand of my aunt and refused to let go.

But my aunt pushed me away and fell to the ground.

Fortunately, most people now were normal.

After learning that my motherinlaw had deceived them, everyone deliberately distanced themselves from her.

Now, even when going downstairs to dance in the square, no one was willing to stand with her within three meters.

I had to say, the isolation and violence in the community really tested people's mentality.

My motherinlaw had been sulking for several days and hadn't picked a fight with me anymore.

But she didn't change her ways.

She was holding back for a bigger move.

She just hadn't found the opportunity yet.

"Honey, what's wrong with my mom these days? She doesn't go out for a walk."

"I don't know."

I was a little absentminded.

Mother's Day was in two days.

By then, my motherinlaw would ignore the fact that I worked two overnight shifts and insist on dragging me to the jewelry store.

Although I knew what would happen that day.

But just thinking about the scene from my past life, my neck started to ache.

This time, let her taste the bitterness of her own actions.

Thinking this, a smile involuntarily appeared on my face.

"Dear, why do you seem off this past month? Is your health really okay? Maybe you should go to the hospital."

I glanced at him.

"What can I do?"

Sure enough, that afternoon, the work group sent out a notice.

We were required to work overtime that night to catch up on the project schedule.

I completely ignored it and left the company.

My life was more important than work.

In my past life, because I had stayed up two nights in a row, I was in a daze.

When my motherinlaw dragged me towards that dog, I had no strength to resist.

This time, I had to conserve my energy.

My motherinlaw had been very quiet these past few days.

My husband was pleased, "You two are my most beloved women. Seeing you getting along so harmoniously now, I'm really relieved!"

I responded perfunctorily, lowering my head to hide the smile in my eyes.

Smile all you want, tomorrow will be the most unforgettable Mother's Day for you!

Mother's Day.

I had just gotten off work when my motherinlaw came up to me.

"Mother's Day, you know. Can my daughterinlaw take me to buy some gold?"

The cold light in her eyes was something I hadn't noticed in my past life.

"Of course, I was also planning to apologize to you. I'll personally explain to everyone tonight that the other day was just a minor squabble. You're still my good motherinlaw."

I said with great pomp.

My motherinlaw believed my words.

At the jewelry store, she picked out several tens of thousands worth of jewelry.

The store staff were all amazed.

"This lady, your daughterinlaw is really good to you. Many people's wedding gold is not even as much as what you're buying today."

My motherinlaw's vanity was satisfied.

I didn't mind, as after today, all these things would be mine.

After paying, my motherinlaw took my arm and walked out of the store.

It looked like a loving scene between mother and daughterinlaw.

In reality, we both wished the other would disappear.

…

It started to rain.

The jewelry store staff chased after us and handed us two umbrellas.

When we were hailing a cab, we found over a hundred people waiting ahead. So my motherinlaw suggested we walk back.

I saw it!

The Samoyed dog tied up at the convenience store's entrance was wagging its tail happily.

The dog wore a sign saying, "This dog bites."

My motherinlaw, who never liked dogs, squatted in front of the Samoyed under the umbrella.

In my past life, I had stood behind my motherinlaw.

Because of the umbrella's cover, I didn't see why the Samoyed went wild.

I only knew that when my motherinlaw pulled me to pet the dog, I got bitten.

This time, I stepped back three meters from my motherinlaw.

The Samoyed, already stressed from the presence of strangers, was growling.

It showed its teeth to keep her away from its territory. But my motherinlaw kept reaching out to pet its nose.

Samoyed growled lowly, with its eyes turning red.

My motherinlaw reached out to grab my hand.

She missed.

Instinctively turning her head, she was attacked by the dog.

"Stop! Stay!"