Living together, I increasingly feel strange.

Because this mother-in-law is only seventeen years older than my husband, still charming, standing together they don't look like mother and son, more like siblings.

They often behave intimately.

For example, at this moment, the mother-in-law who looks like she's only in her thirties is happily cooking soup for Wang Feng.

After preparing it, she blows on it to cool it down before placing it in front of him.

The look of anticipation on the young daughter-in-law's face makes me feel uncomfortable.

But this discomfort I can't express, a mother cooking soup and serving a meal to her son is a normal thing.

Is this really unacceptable?

There's a feeling of being unable to speak out, a stifling feeling of bitterness that can't be expressed.

That sense of discord reached its peak when I saw the mother-in-law in the bathroom sniffing Wang Feng's underwear.

"Mom, what are you doing?" I went up and snatched Wang Feng's underwear, feeling a chill in my heart.

"I'm washing my son's underwear,"

Exposed by me, the mother-in-law didn't feel any shame at being caught, instead she acted as if it was perfectly normal.

I was speechless, unable to speak.

"You were just, sniffing..." I couldn't continue.

"I'm afraid of mixing the unworn ones together, so I sniff to see if they're dirty or clean."

Really? I looked suspiciously at the underwear in my hand, examining it closely, there were some yellow stains on it.

Isn't that obvious?

Do you still need to sniff?

To be honest, I've never washed his underwear as a wife, let alone sniffed them like that.

Feeling disgusted, I pondered for a long time, and finally ordered a special washing machine for underwear online.

That night when I mentioned this to Wang Feng, he was completely indifferent, saying I was too sensitive, it's just a difference in lifestyle.

Since then, the scene of my mother-in-law sniffing her husband's underwear often flashes in my mind.

The sense of strangeness intensified, but I couldn't speak out directly. Should I tell Wang Feng that I suspect his mother has inappropriate thoughts towards him?

When we were going to bed at night, I hesitated to speak: "Do you think your mom looks young?"

"Of course she looks young, my mom is naturally beautiful, everyone says she looks like she's in her thirties."

Speaking of this, Wang Feng looked proud, with a sense of accomplishment.

I quickly followed up with praise: "Yes, if she dressed a bit younger, saying she's in her twenties wouldn't be an exaggeration."

"Moreover, even if her actual age is in her forties, where is she old? The United Nations says anyone under forty-four is considered young, and your mom is definitely young."

Hearing me exaggerate about Meixia, Wang Feng's face showed complete satisfaction, nodding in agreement.

I continued: "With your mom being so young and beautiful, keeping her at home every day to help us with the children and cooking is such a waste. How about we organize a blind date event for her to find a partner?"

Wang Feng, who had been nodding, immediately stopped and furrowed his brow before relaxing: "Well... I mentioned this to her a long time ago, but she insisted that having me as her son is enough, she doesn't want to find anyone else."

"And... this is what she wants to do herself, has she complained to you... or is there anything she's not doing well?"

I reluctantly replied, "No, mom cooks delicious food and is hardworking."

That's the truth, she's just too hardworking, even with the underwear...

"How about we ask mom's opinion tomorrow?"

"Okay."

Wang Feng did indeed not just brush it off, the next morning he brought up the matter.

But just as I expected, the mother-in-law nervously asked me where she had gone wrong, both directly and indirectly pleading with me not to dislike her.

Where would I dare to respond to that, I could only remain silent.