The three of them entered the house together. Tian Yiwei saw the noodles and meat fillings on the table and said with a smile, "Auntie, are you making dumplings?"
"Let me help." She took off her coat and hung it on the hanger next to her, rolled up her sleeves and was about to go to work.
Song Zhuyue quickly stopped him, saying, "No, no, Yiqing and Yimo will be back soon, I'll let them help. You and Wanwan can go upstairs and play."
"You must be so tired to do it alone. Wanwan and I will help you together." Tian Yiwei ignored her words and insisted on helping with the work.
After listening to this, Song Zhuyue suddenly pulled her aside and said, "Weiwei, listen to me."
"Just treat this as your own home. You are a member of our Ye family."
"You don't have to live in fear at home like before, and you don't have to always try to please us. No one says that girls must work or be sensible. Our children just need to be happy."
"Auntie..." Tian Yiwei called her softly with tears in her eyes, but she didn't know what to say.
All her thoughts were guessed exactly. The atmosphere in the Ye family had always been very warm, and everyone was very nice to her, but it was this feeling that made her feel a little panicked.
Maybe it's the abandoned cat effect. She has always tried hard to do everything well, to be liked, and to have a bright future, but she was treated in that way by her original family.
Finally she got everything she wanted, but she was afraid of losing it again, so she subconsciously tried to please others, because she always felt that only if she was sensible and promising enough would she be liked and not abandoned.
Song Zhuyue looked at her aggrieved look and felt so soft-hearted. She just couldn't bear to see the little girl being wronged, and she couldn't help feeling sad when she saw it.
She reached out and gently wiped the little girl's tears and said, "Don't cry, don't cry. You and Wanwan are sisters, so your child is my child."
"Because you are my child, even if you can't do anything and can only act mischievously, I will still love you. You don't need to be successful or sensible, you just need to be happy and cheerful."
"It's not your fault that they don't love you. They don't want such a good girl, but I do!"
After hearing these words, Tian Yiwei cried even harder. Her tears flowed like a kite with a broken string, as if she wanted to cry out all the grievances she had suffered over the past twenty years.
She was stubborn at this moment. What are normal parents and normal families like? Parents' love for their children has always been instinctive and does not require so many reasons.
Song Zhuyue watched her crying, and somehow her emotions suddenly got aroused, and she started crying too.
The two of them hugged each other and cried like cats. Wen Wan sighed helplessly beside them. Why did they start crying when everything was fine? Why did she suddenly feel a little redundant? Shouldn't she cry too?
Seeing the two crying for a long time without any sign of stopping, Wen Wan couldn't help but feel a headache. She rubbed her throbbing temples with her hands and quickly interrupted, "Mom, are you still going to make dumplings?"
Tian Yiwei was the first to come to her senses. She quickly took a few pieces of paper from the table and wiped Song Zhuyue's tears. Then she wiped her own face a little, smiled and said, "Let's make dumplings, Auntie."
After she finished speaking, she was afraid of being misunderstood, so she added, "Don't worry, I'm not trying to please anyone, I just can't sit still."
After the three of them prepared everything, they made dumplings while chatting.
Time passed quickly, and after more than an hour, there was movement at the door.
Wen Wan subconsciously looked over and found that not only the three people from the Ye family had returned, but the grandfather and grandson duo from the Zhou family had also come together.
She quickly stood up from the stool, shook off the flour on her hands, and greeted him with a smile, "Grandpa Zhou, you're here!"
Zhou Cheng responded with a smile, "Yes, I came to see our girl Wan."
Song Zhuyue asked doubtfully, "Old Ye, why are you guys here together?"
"We just happened to meet on the road. It's true that we are not from the same family, so we should be alike!" Ye Chuan also joked happily, and seemed to be in a good mood.
Song Zhuyue also patted the flour off her hands and walked over and said, "Old Ye, Yiqing, Yimo, the three of you go make dumplings."
The three of them obediently followed the instructions and ran to the kitchen to wash their hands and prepare to make dumplings.
Zhou Cheng looked at the three figures and said with a smile, "It seems that the three of them should often work at home, right?"
Song Zhuyue answered truthfully, "It's half and half. Usually the nanny does it. When they are not at home during holidays, I do it myself. When they are at home, I let them do it."
After that, he joked, "Old man, you don't think I'm lazy, do you?"
"What are you talking about?" Zhou Cheng waved his hand and asked in reply, then said seriously, "I strongly disagree with the idea that men should not touch women. This is not a feudal society. Men are strong, so it's their right to do more work."
He suddenly changed the subject, looked at his grandson beside him and shouted, "Especially you, Zhou Ziheng!"
The two of them were holding hands with their fingers interlocked over a bowl of porridge, whispering to each other. When they heard these words, they were suddenly frightened and their bodies suddenly jumped, thinking that something big had happened.
Zhou Cheng taught her seriously, "If you dare to let Wanwan cook in the future, I won't forgive you!"
After Zhou Ziheng came back to his senses, he sighed slightly and replied, "I won't."
What a guy, just now he just asked him to do more work, and now he is asked to take on the whole thing. Although he doesn't mean that he doesn't want to do it, he still thinks his grandfather is extremely hypocritical.
"Why don't you go and help with the work?" Zhou Cheng saw that he just agreed but stood there motionless, so he quickly ordered him.
Zhou Ziheng gave a helpless smile and then met Wen Wan's eyes beside him.
Wen Wan immediately let go of his hand, patted his straight back, and said with a gloating smile, "Grandpa has spoken, Brother Zhou, why don't you hurry up and go?"
Zhou Ziheng looked at her in need of a beating and quickly stretched out his hand to slap her brains out.
"You only know how to bully Wanwan. Why don't you get back to work!" Zhou Cheng's sharp eyes caught this action and he scolded him harshly.
Seeing the old man about to lose his temper, Zhou Ziheng ran to the kitchen as if escaping, and at the same time couldn't help but complain in his heart, how can this be called bullying? This is clearly just a hobby, okay?
The old man is really a stumbling block in his love life...
However, Zhou Cheng and Zhou Ziheng had completely different ideas. He looked at his grandson's back and couldn't help sighing, what a silly grandson he was!
Not only do you not know how to behave yourself when you come to your father-in-law's house, but you also bully his daughter in front of him. What should you do if you get rejected later?
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