Meeting the boyfriend’s family and being told to wash the dishes for fifty banquet tables, the beautiful young woman handled it so cleverly that his whole family respected her and urged a quick wedding…

On the first day she went to meet her boyfriend’s family, Mai prepared carefully. She chose a modest long dress—neat and elegant. Her hair was tied low, her makeup light, just enough to bring out her gentle, demure look. Mai was an office worker, born into a family of teachers, taught thoroughly from speech to manners. But she didn’t expect that this visit would turn into an unofficial “test” the groom’s side had quietly prepared.

That day, Hùng’s family—Mai’s boyfriend—was holding a longevity banquet for his grandfather. Relatives poured in; there were so many guests that they ordered dishes for fifty banquet tables. Mai arrived early and helped Hùng lay out the tables and arrange the chairs. Hùng’s mother greeted her warmly enough, but her eyes were a bit cool. When she looked at Mai, she didn’t say much—just gave her a once-over from head to toe.

When the party ended and everyone went home full and happy, the yard was cluttered with bowls and plates. Hùng’s mother suddenly called Mai over, pointed at the wash station, and said coldly:
— You’re a young woman; when you visit your boyfriend’s family, you should roll up your sleeves and help. That’s how it is in the countryside. Go wash a few trays of dishes for me, there’s nothing to be shy about.

But that “few” turned out to be fifty banquet table settings—stacks of bowls and plates piled high, stainless-steel trays black with grease. She and a few relatives stood nearby, smiling:
— Let’s see whether the future daughter-in-law knows how to do housework.

Standing beside them, Hùng looked uneasy and started to speak, but his mother shot him a glare:
— What would men know? This is women’s work; let the girl show what she can do.

Mai said nothing. She smiled lightly, took off her earrings, rolled up her sleeves, and went into the kitchen for an apron. But she didn’t start washing. She opened her phone, made a few calls, then came back and said:
— Auntie, please give me a few minutes. I’d like to handle this my way.

Everyone stared at her, puzzled. Fifteen minutes later, a small truck pulled up at the gate. Four people in uniform got out—staff from a wedding-banquet cleaning service. They brought basins, dish soap, and cloths, and began washing like a professional crew.

Mai stood by, supervising carefully and helping dry and stack the dishes. In less than an hour, the yard was spotless. Hùng’s mother and the relatives stood wide-eyed, speechless. The mother faltered:
— Uh… who did you call?

Mai smiled:
— I know a service provider. They specialize in restaurant and banquet clean-ups. They charge 20,000 VND per table setting, so the total would be one million. But since I’m a regular, they discounted it to eight hundred thousand. I’ll pay for it myself. I was supposed to wash them, but I was afraid I wouldn’t do it cleanly enough and it would waste everyone’s time. Instead, I thought it best to get it done neatly, thoroughly, and still properly.

One of Hùng’s aunts blurted out:
— Good heavens, this girl is skillful!

At first, Hùng’s mother seemed displeased, but then she nodded:
— I suppose that shows resourcefulness. But in our family, we value women who know how to sacrifice, not just people who throw money at things.

Mai listened and replied gently:
— I believe in sacrifice, too. But I think modern women can sacrifice intelligently. I’m ready to shoulder housework and care for the family, but in unexpected situations, I choose effective solutions over acting on impulse.

At that moment, Hùng’s grandfather—the guest of honor—came out with his cane, having heard the entire exchange. He laughed heartily:
— Excellent, excellent! What matters isn’t washing a few dishes but how the girl handles a problem. No panic, no negative outburst, and she even wins people’s admiration. A daughter-in-law like this—this family should hurry up and marry her before someone else does!

The whole clan burst out laughing. Only then did Hùng dare to take Mai’s hand, pride shining in his eyes.

From that day on, Hùng’s mother’s attitude changed completely. She took the initiative to call Mai, check in on her, and send homemade food. Every conversation ended the same way:
— When you have time, come stay a bit longer, will you? And don’t wait too long—I’d like to have a grandchild to carry soon!