Old Mrs. Wang had finally grasped the true essence of the dynamic between a mother-in-law and her daughter-in-law. Just as some of the other wives had said, in the constant tug-of-war, the most crucial element was winning over the man who served as the bridge between them.
The reason Lin Jin, that two-faced schemer, had managed to win every time was because she had diligently put this truth into practice.
And the reason she was now able to turn the tables was the same!
The old woman called for the others and headed toward the commune cafeteria with their meal tins, muttering, "That Zhu Yun, that black-hearted wench… who knows where she got that brilliant idea. She calls all the shots at the factory cafeteria now. Visiting relatives have to apply in advance, and she allocates meals for a certain number of days based on each situation."
