"You should be grateful that you have such a good husband as Xie Yan. If you had met someone else, someone like you would have been tormented to death!"
Qian Hong's voice echoed in the small kitchen, carrying a hint of reproach mixed with heartache.
Her gaze was fixed on Yu Yuehui, as if trying to discern something from her face.
Xie Yan stood to the side. Hearing this, he frowned slightly, feeling somewhat displeased. However, he did not refute it, but silently lowered his head and continued to pretend that he was invisible.
He knew that although his mother-in-law's words were harsh, they stemmed from her concern for Yuehui.
He didn't want to add fuel to the fire at this time.
When Qian Hong saw that Yu Yuehui was silent again, as if she were mute, her anger flared up again.
She took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to hit someone, reached out and took Yu Yuehui's hand, and said earnestly, "Child, even if you don't think about yourself, you should think about me and your father."
“We’re both getting old and can’t take any more setbacks. If anything happens to you, it will cost your father and me our lives!”
Her voice trembled slightly, and her eyes reddened.
Looking at her mother's wrinkled face, Yu Yue felt a pang of sorrow in her heart.
She knew that although her mother was always nagging, she loved her more than anyone else.
“We raised you all these years, even though we lacked food and drink, we did our best to raise you. We didn’t expect you to repay us, but you can’t scare us like this!” Qian Hong said, tears finally falling down her face.
Yu Yuehui quickly reached out to wipe away her mother's tears and gently comforted her, "Mother, don't worry, I'm fine. It's just a little injury. I still cherish my life."
Xie Yan also came over, gently patted Qian Hong's shoulder, and said softly, "Mom, don't worry, I will keep a close eye on Yue Hui from now on, so please don't worry!"
After their tireless efforts, Qian Hong finally calmed down.
She wiped away her tears, smelled the strong odor of medicine filling the room, and sighed: "What are you having for lunch?"
Xie Yan was unaware of anything at this point and replied naturally, "Seafood porridge."
When Qian Hong heard it was porridge, she frowned slightly. Yuehui needed to be well nourished at this time, how could she eat porridge without any oil? How could she believe that!
I was going to say something, but then I remembered Xie Yan's cooking skills and sighed silently. Oh well, I'll do it this afternoon.
Xie Yan then realized the problem, smiled awkwardly, and scratched his head: "Mom, as you know, my cooking skills are just so-so, and I can't make anything complicated."
Qian Hong glared at him and said irritably, "Don't you even know how to call me?"
Xie Yan smiled and said, "I was just worried that you would get tired."
"Afraid I'll get tired? I think you're afraid I'll ruin your ingredients!" After saying that, she looked at the sun, which was around three or four o'clock. It was time to make dinner, so she turned and walked towards the kitchen.
Xie Yan and Gu Bin quickly followed behind, helping their mother-in-law. Before long, the kitchen was bustling with activity.
Soon, the sound of spatulas clattering came from the kitchen, and the aroma gradually filled the air.
Smelling the fragrance, Xie Yan and Gu Bin exchanged a glance, both seeing a hint of a smile in each other's eyes.
Qian Hong's cooking skills were indeed remarkable. In no time, she not only stewed chicken soup but also made noodles. The group of them ate chicken soup noodles with the soup.
The lunch consisted of home-raised free-range chickens and hand-pulled noodles. Although it was simple, the food was absolutely delicious.
"Here, eat it while it's hot." Qian Hong placed a steaming bowl of chicken soup in front of Yu Yuehui, her tone carrying an unyielding authority.
Yu Yue took the bowl, gently blew on it to cool it, and took a sip of the soup, instantly feeling warm all over. She looked up at her mother and said with a smile, "Mom, your soup is so delicious."
Qian Hong rolled her eyes. "Don't just drink the soup, the chicken inside is all yours too. I stewed it until it was very tender."
Yu Yue glanced at the others and said with a hint of helplessness, "Mom, you all should eat meat too! Don't give it all to me."
Qian Hong said with dissatisfaction, "You're a patient, who else should we feed if not you!"
Xie Yan quickly added, "That's right! Just eat your food and don't overthink it. We've eaten before, why are you saying this?"
Gu Bin chimed in, "That's right! The old lady's chicken noodle soup is also amazing, just as good as your chicken. You should eat!"
Qian Hong snorted, raised her head, and a satisfied smile appeared on her face: "Did you hear that? Your mother hasn't lived all these years for nothing."
"He also has some unique skills."
Xie Yan also picked up his bowl and started eating heartily. He was really regretting it now! If he had known that his mother-in-law was such a good cook, he should have invited her to cook more often.
Sigh, all that suffering for nothing!
It's not entirely Xie Yan's fault. When they ate there before, Qian Hong was always reluctant to add oil and salt. No matter how good the cooking skills are, how can it taste good without oil and salt?
After finishing her meal, Qian Hong watched Xie Yan clearing away the dishes, then turned to Yue Hui and said, "I'll be cooking for you every day around mealtimes, so you'd better take good care of yourself. We're slaughtering the pig in a few days, and we'll need you to tame it then!"
"Don't rush to work in the fields. There's nothing heavy to do at home in the dead of winter."
Yu Yue nodded and said with a smile, "Don't worry, Mother, it will be several more days. By then, I'll be all better!"
Qian Hong glared at her, her tone tinged with reproach: "You, don't always try to be strong."
"Your body is your own. If you ruin it, who will suffer for you?"
Yu Yue pouted and didn't say anything more.
"Oh, by the way, when you come over tomorrow, bring Mao Dan with you too," Yu Yuehui suddenly said.
Upon hearing this, Qian Hong immediately rolled her eyes at her and scolded, "Are you stupid? Mao Dan may be small, but he doesn't eat well at all. Why did you bring him over?"
"He has his own father, let his father support him."
Yu Yue smiled, her tone slightly coquettish: "That's my nephew too. We've been eating well at home these past few days, so let him come over and have some too!"
"Don't you want your eldest grandson to eat something good?"
Qian Hong rolled her eyes and said irritably, "Mind your own business, and leave Mao Dan alone."
"He won't go hungry. You should take good care of yourself."
He then turned to look at Yu Yuehui and said meaningfully, "Since you like children so much, why don't you have one yourself?"
Yu Yuehui was speechless for a moment, and a blush rose on her face.
When it comes to children, she also has some doubts.
Logically speaking, she and Xie Yan have been married for so long and they haven't taken any precautions, so why haven't they gotten pregnant yet?
Is it because we haven't done enough?
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