But as soon as the guests sat down, my mother-in-law entered the room. From the first glance, it was clear – she was not in the best mood.

She looked at the table, frowned, and loudly declared, without any shame:
— Is this how you welcome people? You call this a celebration? Look how crookedly everything is set!

The guests exchanged glances, and silence filled the room. I tried to smile and say something, but her shouting only grew louder.
— Is this what my son deserves? What kind of housewife are you? You’re disgracing me in front of everyone!