Chapter 8 The contrast is too great
Xie Wantang lowered her head and looked at the gray apron lying at her feet.
Look—
Is this the quality of a so-called wealthy wife?
Aprons are used for throwing away, who are you blaming?
Xie Wantang chuckled. She had no intention of following Mrs. Lu's instructions and going to the kitchen to make some crappy wontons. Whoever's son liked to eat it should make it as a mother. What kind of ability was it to order others around?
Besides, she is not a servant in this house.
Then she had no intention of picking up the apron on the ground.
If you think about it carefully, Mrs. Lu shouldn't be blamed for this matter. After all, it was she who spoiled Mrs. Lu in the past.
In the past, whenever they came to the old house for dinner, no matter who from the Lu family was, and no matter whether they really wanted to eat what she cooked, as long as they asked, she would cook for it.
Even if they are hungry, they will be prepared to eat what they want.
At that time, Mrs. Lu would often give her the apron by throwing or dropping it, and every time, she would bend over to pick up the apron from the ground.
Thinking back carefully, it seemed that there was never a single time when she took the apron from Mrs. Lu.
Mrs. Lu seemed to be unable to hold the thing firmly. If she couldn't hold it firmly, why did she want to pick it up?
Since she likes to throw and lose things so much, she has to learn to pick them up by herself from today on.
If she doesn't pick it up herself, then whoever wants to pick it up can do so.
She doesn't pick it up anyway.
Xie Wantang stood straight. Seeing that she was not going to bend down to pick up the apron, Mrs. Lu was about to say something when Xia Meng came over holding Dongdong's little hand. She stepped on the apron intentionally or unintentionally.
She acted as if she hadn't seen anything and smiled as she spoke to Xie Wantang, "Wantang, you've worked so hard. Dongdong is just like that. He has to eat whatever he wants and will cry if he can't. I know making wontons is quite a hassle."
"Dongdong, come on, let's thank Aunt Wantang quickly. Aunt Wantang will make you some delicious wontons in a while."
"Hurry up and say thank you, Auntie."
"Thank you, auntie." Dongdong imitated her and said in a baby voice.
Xie Wantang said indifferently, "I'm really sorry, Miss Xia, I went out today and put on nail polish, and the smell is still there. You should make it for your son yourself."
Xie Wantang refused directly, turned around and was about to leave.
Mrs. Lu wouldn't let her go. "What's the problem with nail polish? We have gloves at home. Aunt Liu, find a pair of gloves for Xie Wantang."
"Yes, ma'am."
"Auntie Liu, stop." Xie Wantang called out to Auntie Liu in time. She turned to look at Madam Lu, glanced at Xia Meng, and then lowered her head. It was Dongdong who was staring at her with a pair of pure and innocent eyes.
She really didn't want to act like a bad person in front of the children and scare Dongdong.
After all, she also has a baby in her belly.
She also wants to pay attention to prenatal education.
But if there are people who just can't understand what others say, why should she care so much?
"My dear mother-in-law, Miss Xia, do you two have the IQ of a three-year-old? Nail polish is just an excuse. I said, I won't make these wontons. He calls me auntie, not mom."
"If a son wants to eat something, shouldn't he be the mother who makes it? If someone else makes it, then the son can just call that person mom."
"Now, do you understand? Do you need me to explain it further?"
“…”
When these words were spoken, everyone in the Lu family except Old Madam Lu was stunned.
None of them had expected that Xie Wantang, who had always been gentle, well-behaved, obedient and sensible, who would do whatever she was told and even take the initiative to find something to do without saying anything, would actually rebel?
She refuses to do anything even when asked to?
What does she mean?
Seeing that both of them were silent, Xie Wantang counted to three seconds. Then, realizing that they probably understood and had nothing more to say, Xie Wantang turned and left.
She looked around and saw that except for the smile on the old lady's face, the faces of the other members of the Lu family were more or less filled with varying degrees of shock and disbelief.
Yes, she can understand them.
After all, the contrast between her and the previous Lu Xie Wantang was too great.
Lu Xie Wantang is obedient, sensible, mature, considerate, and polite, and he spoils them in every way.
After being Lu Xie Wantang for more than three years, Xie Wantang almost forgot that her real name was Xie Wantang, not Lu Xie Wantang.
It was true that she loved Lu Yanshen, but she was not yet so love-brained that she loved him to the point of selfless love.
Any relationship has to be a two-way journey.
If only one party makes an effort, the relationship will not last.
She persisted for more than three years through her own efforts, and that was enough.
Lu Yanshen's face was ashen.
This is especially true for Mrs. Lu.
Xia Meng stood there awkwardly, not knowing what to say.
The Xie Wantang in front of her was very different from the housewife that Mrs. Lu and Lu Rourou had described to her, who was good at managing the household, gentle, had no temper, and was willing to do anything she asked.
"Tangtang, come here and sit here with grandma." Old Madam Lu extended her hand to greet Xie Wantang.
"Okay, grandma." After being in the old house for so long, Xie Wantang finally showed his first sincere smile.
She pulled a banana from the fruit basket on the table, peeled it herself, broke it in half, and shared it with Mrs. Lu, "Grandma, let's eat bananas together."
"Okay." Mrs. Lu took the half that Xie Wantang handed over with a smile.
“Wow wow wow…”
The peaceful atmosphere between the grandparents and grandchildren was interrupted by the crying of the child. The sudden crying made Xia Meng pick up her son distressedly. She looked at Mrs. Lu with red eyes, "Auntie, since someone doesn't welcome us mother and son, let's go."
Xie Wantang knew that the "someone" in Xia Meng's words was a blatant reference to her.
If this had happened before, forget it.
But at this moment, Xie Wantang was not prepared to endure this venom. Just as she was about to stand up, Lu Yanshen beside her held her wrist and said, "It's really not a good day for the two of you to be here. I'll let Pei Xiao take you there."
Lu Yanshen's words made Xia Meng's tears, which she had squeezed out, stick to her eye sockets.
I wanted to cry, but my tear glands suddenly stopped working and there was no follow-up supply, so the tears just couldn't fall.
Xia Meng had no idea that Lu Yanshen really didn't want her to stay here.
Why?
Is it just because of Xie Wantang?
"Yan Shen, what are you saying?" Mrs. Lu was dissatisfied with her son for wanting to drive away Xia Meng and her son, and glared at him.
Lu Yanshen let go of Xie Wantang and explained calmly, "I've informed the Xie family. They know Xie Wantang has been found and are on their way. There are some things I can't say while Xia Meng is here."
"Is that so?" Mrs. Lu softened her tone after realizing that she had misunderstood her son.
After listening to Lu Yanshen's explanation, Xia Meng's expression relaxed and looked much better.
This time, she willingly carried Dongdong away.
Less than ten minutes after Pei Xiao left with Xia Meng and her son, the Xie family's car arrived.
Xie Wantang's biological parents and her sister Xie Bailu were all invited by Lu Yanshen.
Xie Wantang looked at them with an indifferent expression.
She was a little confused. Why did Lu Yanshen call them here?
This couple is still a little short of the right skills to control her.
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