Chapter 322 Suspected Menopause
The living room was so large and quiet that you could hear each other breathing.
Mr. Lu picked up his chopsticks and said in a deep voice, "Eat."
In an instant, all that could be heard was the clinking of chopsticks picking up food and hitting the plates.
Hao Hao didn't know why his father and grandfather suddenly got angry.
He cautiously raised his eyes to glance at Lu's mother, who showed no sign of a smile.
He could sense that the other person disliked him; even when their gaze unconsciously swept over him, there was a hint of disgust in their eyes.
Don't ask him how he knows.
Because that's the kind of look kindergarten teachers give to children who are unhygienic and covered in dirt.
Thinking this, Hao Hao looked down at his clean and tidy clothes and his chubby little white hands holding chopsticks.
He muttered softly, "Haohao is the cleanest."
Mr. Lu didn't hear what Hao Hao mumbled, so he reached out and put a chicken leg in his bowl.
Looking up, I saw Hao Hao staring at me with his round, black eyes.
Afraid of scaring him, she deliberately lowered her voice and whispered, "Eating more will help you grow taller."
Hao Hao raised his rosy cheeks and said in his childish voice, "Thank you, Grandpa. Hao Hao likes Grandpa the most."
Lu Huailin and Gu Yihan exchanged a glance and smiled silently.
When Mr. Lu heard Hao Hao say that he liked him the most, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he was overjoyed. He felt sweeter than if he had eaten honey.
When Lu's mother heard Hao Hao's flattering words, she sneered inwardly.
This grandson was spoiled by Lu Huailin and his wife and has no manners whatsoever.
Since I saw her, I haven't called her "Grandma" once, and I've pretended not to know her.
The family finished their dinner quietly.
Mr. Lu held Hao Hao and sat down on the sofa. The grandfather and grandson touched forehead to forehead and whispered secrets to each other.
Gu Yihan and her husband tidied up the table together.
In the kitchen, Gu Yihan whispered close to Lu Huailin's ear, "Mom didn't eat much."
Upon hearing this, Lu Huailin sighed and said, "I don't know what's wrong with Mom. She wasn't like this before."
"It wasn't like this before?"
“No, she used to be so good to us three siblings. She was fair and impartial. What my older siblings had, I had too.”
"I've never been so prone to overthinking before. I'm so easily angered and prone to swearing."
After Lu Huailin finished speaking, he forced a bitter smile.
No matter how bad-tempered Lu's mother was, she was still his biological mother who gave birth to him and raised him.
He couldn't possibly hold a grudge against her over a few angry words and erase the love and care his mother had given him since he was a child.
When Gu Yihan heard Lu Huailin's words, she thought of the first time she met Lu's mother, who gave her a box of betrothal gifts, saying that what Fang Yi had, she also had.
Frowning, he asked uncertainly, "Is Mom sick?"
"Get ill?"
"Um, how old is Mom this year?" Gu Yihan asked softly.
She was afraid that Lu's mother would hear her and think she was talking about her behind her back.
It will cause unnecessary trouble.
"Fifty-six years old."
"Does it have anything to do with age?"
Lu Huailin looked at his wife curiously, not understanding why she asked that question.
"It should be menopause..."
Gu Yihan swallowed back what she was about to say.
She suddenly remembered that there was no such thing as menopause in the 1970s.
Even when older women go to the hospital, doctors will say, "Just bear with it and it will pass," or "Which woman hasn't gone through this?"
In severe cases, doctors may diagnose the patient with neurasthenia or hysteria.
Thinking of this, Gu Yihan sighed and said, "We're all in Beijing. During holidays, if you have free time, spend more time with Mom."
Lu Huailin turned his head and looked at his wife's fair face with a puzzled expression, without asking what she had left unsaid.
He knew his wife had secrets, but as long as she didn't want to talk about them, he wouldn't pry.
He nodded in agreement, saying, "Okay, let's go home together when we have time."
Gu Yihan did not refuse. If Lu's mother was indeed going through menopause, spending more time with her would help her distract herself and stabilize her emotions.
Mr. Lu saw that Lu Huailin had finally decided to come out of the kitchen.
She stood up and glanced at her mother, who was sitting upright in the chair. She had ruined what should have been a happy family reunion.
He sighed and said, "Huailin, it's getting late. Your mother and I will head back now."
"Dad, Mom, why don't you stay here for the night?" Gu Yihan said with a smile.
"No, I'm not used to sleeping in other people's beds!" Mrs. Lu replied coldly.
Upon hearing this, Mr. Lu's face suddenly turned cold, and he scolded in a low voice, "What do you mean, 'other people's'?"
Gu Yihan wasn't angry. She had already treated Lu's mother as a patient and said with a smile, "Dad, Mom didn't mean it that way."
When Hao Hao saw that Lu's father and mother were angry again, he ran to Gu Yihan's side and held her fingers.
She said in a childish voice, "Mommy."
Gu Yihan bent down, picked up Hao Hao, and introduced him to her, "Hao Hao, have you called her Grandma yet?"
Hao Hao blinked his big eyes and shook his head. In his limited memory, there was no image of his grandmother.
Unlike my grandfather, who sends me gifts every year for his birthday and Chinese New Year.
Even though he had never met him, in his mind, the person and the title of his grandfather were familiar.
Lu's mother looked at Gu Yihan with sarcasm, always feeling that she had ill intentions.
Gu Yihan whispered a couple of words into Hao Hao's ear.
Hao Hao wrinkled his little nose and nodded.
Gu Yihan put Hao Hao down and quickly walked to Lu's mother's side, tentatively taking her hand.
A childish voice rang out: "Grandma."
When Lu's mother felt Hao Hao's soft little hand, her whole body stiffened.
Looking down into his big eyes, they seemed to be filled with stars.
Suddenly, a surge of grievances welled up in his throat. If it weren't for his birth, Mr. Lu would never have known that the family's savings were gone.
If it weren't for Lu's father's favoritism in giving Hao Hao so much money, she wouldn't have wanted Gu Yihan to return the money because Lu's older brother was tricked and had no money.
Ultimately, this led to her being sent to the remote Northwest by her heartless father, where she suffered greatly.
These events, one after another, weighed heavily on her, turning her from a refined and dignified woman into a disabled old woman.
Thinking of this, Lu's mother coldly withdrew her finger and stopped looking at him.
Mr. Lu noticed Mrs. Lu's subtle actions, took a few steps forward, and exchanged a few words with Lu Huailin.
He turned around and grabbed Lu's mother's arm to leave.
"Honey, you stay home with Hao Hao, I'll see Mom and Dad off."
After saying that, Lu Huailin quickly followed them out.
One hour later
When Lu Huailin returned, Gu Yihan and Hao Hao had already taken a shower and were lying in bed reading a story magazine.
Lu Huailin dried his wet hair with a towel, looking at his wife lying on her side on the bed.
After thinking for a moment, he said, "I heard from the sentry at the door that someone came to the house today."
“It’s Fu Ling, the technical director of the shirt factory.” Gu Yihan sat up straight.
"Oh, right, I promised her I'd be the technical consultant for the shirt factory."
Upon hearing this, Lu Huailin frowned and asked with concern, "Wife, isn't the shirt factory in the city too far?"
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