Chapter 582 The Song of Mother and Daughter The warm light of the living room slanted onto the coffee table, where Gu Ximan and Luo Shuning sat side by side on the sofa.
They had just summarized the information they had heard from Gu Feng's father and Tang Qi's mother-in-law. Apart from slight discrepancies in the details of Luo Ya's mother's refusal of treatment back then, the other information about her background, promises, and the entanglements of the older generation was largely accurate.
The faint scent of aromatherapy lingered in the air. The two women looked at each other, and for a moment they fell silent.
Gu Ximan's fingers unconsciously picked at the plush surface of the cushion, her cool brown curly hair falling down, obscuring the complex emotions in her eyes.
After a long while, she finally raised her head and asked softly, "Sister Ning... what do you think?"
Luo Shuning fell silent for a moment upon hearing this, her fingertips tracing the daisy pattern on her phone case. She sighed softly, "I'm not quite sure either. My mother-in-law... she really did let Xiaobao down. Although she had her reasons, she ultimately failed to fulfill her duties as a mother... that's an undeniable fact..."
Her voice carried a hint of melancholy as she suddenly recalled Luo Liang's distant gaze when she was a child, and a pang of sadness welled up in her heart.
Seeing that she was unwilling to talk more, Gu Ximan followed up with her own opinion: "As for Aunt Tang, I think we should take it slow and gradually ease the tension. At the very least... at the very least, we should wait until Dad and Aunt Luo have their own child and their grudges are completely resolved before we talk about it."
“Yes, Xiaoman, I think the same way.” Luo Shuning nodded, the gloom in her eyes lessening a bit: “By then, the regrets of the older generation will be made up for, and the gap between us will probably gradually disappear, and everything will get better.”
The two women exchanged a few words about the matter and then tacitly stopped talking about it.
Each of them harbors their own hidden pain in their past; there's no point in saying more, it's better to leave it to time.
The living room fell silent again, with only the ticking of the wall clock and the soft clatter of pots and pans coming from the kitchen.
About half an hour later, Gu Luo carried the last dish of steamed fish out of the kitchen, still wearing her apron.
"Dinner's ready!"
He then placed the dishes in the center of the table, and the solid wood table was instantly filled with dishes—sweet and sour scrambled eggs with tomatoes, tender and flavorful braised pork, fresh steamed fish, and two plates of stir-fried vegetables, with a steaming aroma wafting over.
Gu Ximan immediately took Luo Shuning's arm and walked over, sitting down at one side of the dining table. Looking up at Gu Luo, she said, "Hey bro, Sister Ning and I just chatted for a bit... about Dad and Aunt Luo's back then... and our family history..."
Gu Luo was taken aback for a moment, then smiled knowingly: "I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence."
He took off his apron and draped it over the back of the chair. After sitting down, he picked up his chopsticks. Just as he was about to start a conversation to avoid a dull atmosphere, Gu Ximan spoke first.
"Hey bro, eat more!" Gu Ximan put the biggest piece of braised pork into his bowl, her eyes sparkling, and giggled, "You've had a tough night, you need to replenish your energy."
After saying that, she turned to look at Luo Shuning, her tone slightly sly: "Right... right, Sister Ning, you keep your word?"
Luo Shuning's face flushed slightly under her gaze, her ear tips turning pink. Feeling a little embarrassed, she lowered her head but still nodded gently.
Gu Luo immediately understood the meaning behind it and was overjoyed.
This combination is something I can't wait to try.
He suppressed his excitement, picked up his chopsticks and served food to the two women, giving the tenderest part of the fish belly to Luo Shuning, and piling the braised pork that Gu Ximan loved into her bowl, his happiness completely undisguised.
We're an old married couple, there's no need for that.
Gu Ximan rolled her eyes at the mountain of food piled up in her bowl and muttered under her breath, "What's with the flattery? Just wait until tomorrow when you'll be able to ask for leave and see if you can even get up and go to school."
“Then let’s both take leave.” Gu Luo casually replied, picking up a piece of green vegetable with his chopsticks and putting it in his mouth, smiling meaningfully: “Tomorrow we’ll stay home and not go anywhere.”
"Ew...tsk tsk tsk." Gu Ximan deliberately made a disgusted expression, raising an eyebrow and saying, "One night wasn't enough, you want to monopolize the two of us for a whole day, are you really capable?"
"Guess." Gu Luo smiled without saying a word, his eyes full of doting slyness, and put another piece of vegetables on Luo Shuning's plate: "Dabao, eat more, you need to be well-rested for the evening."
Luo Shuning listened to the two men's inappropriate remarks, feeling both angry and amused. She shook her head helplessly, but couldn't help but smile.
The warm light above the dining table cast a soft glow, and the aroma of the food wafted around her. This slightly ambiguous yet cozy atmosphere warmed her heart.
This is probably what home feels like.
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The warm light above the dining table illuminated the steaming dishes. The sauce of the braised pork glistened with oil, and the aroma of the steamed fish mingled with the fragrance of rice, filling the air for the three of them.
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