Chapter 8 — Proud Mother-in-law Loves Me Like An Ancestor

To save his dignity as a father, he decided to take action from his sons. He called the four boys into the study and had a serious conversation.

“From today onwards, you must take your father as an example and establish the majesty of men!”

The four boys sat in a row, half understanding and half nodding.

"From now on, when you're at home, you have to listen to your dad, you know?"

“I know.”

The four children said in unison. Co Canh Tham was very satisfied. But the next morning, he discovered his car keys were missing. He searched the whole house, and finally in the third child's toy box, he found a car key that had been broken into seven or eight pieces.

“Co Thua Tay!”

He shouted angrily. The third one poked its small head out from behind the sofa and said eloquently:

"Dad said you have to establish the majesty of a man. Take off my keys, so dad can't go to work, he can stay home and play with us, how majestic!"

Co Canh Tham was so angry that he almost choked. The story is not over yet. In the afternoon, he discovered that a bottle of Lafite 1982 that he had stored had been taken by the second child to water the flowers. The second child's words are very reasonable:

“Dad said you have to listen to him. He said this bottle of wine is more expensive than mom's makeup, and I want flowers to become a bit more expensive too.”

In the evening, when he was about to take a bath, he discovered that all of his underwear had been cut into all kinds of "works of art" by his eldest child using scissors. The eldest child held up a pair of underwear cut into a star shape, looking arrogant:

“Dad, look, this is the latest model I designed for you. Wear it, you are the brightest star in the night sky!”

The fourth one does not cause any damage. He just added the words "bad aunt" to the names of all the women in his father's phone book. Including me. Co Canh Tham looked at the note "Dear wife (bad aunt)" on the phone and completely collapsed. He raised his face to the sky and shouted:

“What the hell have I done!”

And I was taking my daughter to sunbathe on Bali beach, watching the livestream video the housekeeper sent, laughing until my whole body was shaking. Life is simple, colorless, and dry like that. In the end, Co Canh Tham still accepted reality. He no longer tried to save his dignity, nor did he struggle anymore. He becomes a qualified househusband, a professional slave to his daughter, and the personal playmate of the four demon kings. And I became the one-spoken queen mother in the house. Every day's mission is to spend money, become beautiful, and enjoy life. Sometimes, looking at the five men in the house - four children, one adult - surrounding me like a pinwheel, I can't help but exclaim. The pressure of nine generations of single transmissions is certainly something that ordinary people can't bear. Luckily I'm not a normal person. I am the chosen girl who can turn a wealthy life into a comedy.