The incident of urging milk production ended with the mother-in-law shutting up and admitting defeat.

Later, when I was feeding the baby, as long as she dared to mutter, I immediately suggested, "Should we switch to formula? There is a special kind of formula that's very good, a can costs over four hundred, let Xiaohui buy that."

After two times, she quieted down.

But I knew deep down she was still not convinced.

I always confront her, being so "disobedient," how could she feel comfortable in her heart.

The mother-in-law exerted all her efforts to control me in all aspects, to show off her status.

In August weather, she wouldn't allow me to turn on the air conditioning in the bedroom.

"Ningning, it's only around thirty degrees, it's not a big deal to waste electricity, but it's not good if you and the child get cold."

Alright, then let's not turn any on.

"Mom, I also turned off the air conditioning in your room and the living room, I'm carrying the baby in and out, getting cold and hot alternately is more likely to get sick, you know."

As a result, in the end, her son couldn't stand the heat first, his nose bleeding profusely.

She never mentioned not turning on the air conditioning again.

At the dining table, the mother and son had stir-fried wax meat, braised trotters, and soy sauce pork bones, while in front of me were shredded potatoes, millet porridge, and steamed bread slices.

"Ningning, the child's stool wasn't quite normal yesterday, it must be due to your diet, so today eat something simple."

All starch, looks like a lot but digests quickly, very easy to get hungry.

Can't eat it.

Can't eat a bit of it.

Without hesitation, I took out my phone and ordered KFC for myself.

"Mom, you're right, I've been eating what you cooked, there might indeed be a problem, I'll eat takeout for a couple of days."

Both of them were very unhappy with my ordering takeout.

My husband wanted to speak up, but one "When are you going to work?" from me immediately shut him up.

After several rounds, the mother-in-law, who was determined to discipline me into submission, repeatedly hit a wall.

Just one week in, she visibly wilted.

The number of times she secretly complained to my husband about me also noticeably increased.