"I haven't heard of anyone getting pregnant recently. Maybe it's just not the right time of the month yet," Ms. Wang took the opportunity to say to Yang Chuxia. "Daughter, you must remember our customs here. If you do get pregnant, it's not good to talk about it before the three-month mark. It's not good for the child."
"Really? Is that a thing?" Yang Chuxia asked doubtfully.
"Of course, it's a tradition handed down from older generations." Ms. Wang said, then continued to stare at her daughter's belly intensely.
Yang Chuxia broke out in a cold sweat. Her mother was really too eager for a grandchild.
She thought it would be better to leave now before her mother could bring up the topic again.
Unfortunately, she was a step too late.
"Daughter, did your period come this month?" Ms. Wang asked as soon as Yang Chuxia turned around.
Yang Chuxia looked at her mother helplessly and forced a smile, "Mother, are you my mother or my mother-in-law?"