Chapter 4
Old Mrs. Huo glanced at Mu Qingxuan out of the corner of her eye with a look of dissatisfaction.
From the very beginning, she didn't like this granddaughter-in-law from the countryside and felt that Mu Qingxuan was not worthy of her grandson Huo Changfeng.
Not only can he not bring any help to Huo Changfeng's career, but he also has a face that brings disaster to the country and the people. It is obvious that he is a restless person.
Now that she heard that Mu Qingxuan couldn't even cook, Mrs. Huo was even more displeased.
What woman can’t cook?
It would be really inappropriate for a man to come home tired after a day and not even have a hot meal.
Mu Qianqian looked at Mu Qingxuan and Old Madam Huo and said awkwardly, "Grandma, don't be angry. You should take care of your own health first."
"Sister, don't be stubborn. Cooking is very simple. I can teach you. Sister, you are so smart, you will definitely learn it quickly."
Mu Qianqian spoke at the right time, seemingly to ease the atmosphere, but in fact she directed the criticism back to Mu Qingxuan.
Huo Changfeng seemed to have noticed something, frowned slightly, and glanced at Mu Qianqian.
Old Mrs. Huo slammed her chopsticks on the table. Her originally loose skin was now tightly stretched, and every wrinkle looked as if it had been ironed.
"It's natural for a woman to cook. Why don't you want to learn?"
Huo Changfeng said, "Grandma, I usually work overtime at the research institute and come back occasionally. There is a nanny at home, so it doesn't matter if Xuanxuan can't do it."
Mu Qingxuan glanced at Huo Changfeng in surprise. She didn't expect that he would speak up to defend her directly.
However, Mrs. Huo didn't buy it at all. Instead, she looked at Mu Qingxuan more angrily and muttered, "That's not an excuse for her not knowing how to cook!"
"Changfeng cares so much about you. If you really want to live a good life, you should take the initiative to learn how to cook instead of pushing everything onto others."
For Huo Changfeng's sake, Mrs. Huo's tone softened a little, but the disgust in her eyes became even stronger.
Mu Qianqian, who noticed this, slightly curled the corners of her lips, with a smug light flashing in her pupils.
She raised her chin slightly and cast her gaze at Mu Qingxuan with a gloating look.
Shi Feihua, who was sitting next to Mu Qianqian, remembered Huo Changfeng's warning just now and did not dare to stare at Mu Qingxuan directly. He could only glance at her lightly with the corner of his eyes. The more he looked, the more amazed he felt.
At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Mu Qingxuan.
She put down her chopsticks gracefully, her plump and tender red lips slightly opened, and she looked at Mrs. Huo's malicious gaze with a little doubt, and said, "Grandma, I can cook."
“Can you cook?”
Old Mrs. Huo was stunned. She never expected Mu Qingxuan to say such a thing.
She looked at Mu Qingxuan's slender jade fingers placed on the table with suspicion. They looked like they had never been touched by women and were brought up in pampered conditions.
"You're not lying to me, are you?"
"If I can cook, then I can cook. If I can't cook, then I can't cook. Why should I tell a lie that will be exposed immediately?" Mu Qingxuan said calmly, "Grandma, why don't I cook dinner tonight?"
Old Mrs. Huo's brows were still tightly furrowed, and she always felt that something was not right.
Mu Qianqian was shocked. In her impression, Mu Qingxuan had never even entered the kitchen, let alone cooked.
Since she was a child, she has always relied on her talent in medical skills and never taken her younger sister seriously.
When the adults in the family went to work in the fields, Mu Qingxuan would just stay in the room and memorize medical books, while Mu Qianqian had to prepare meals for the whole family, covered in oil and smoke.
But she couldn't even touch those medical books.
When she thought of this, Mu Qianqian felt extremely unbalanced and started to retort: "Sister, since you can cook, why didn't you tell me just now?"
The implication was that Mu Qingxuan was deliberately trying to make fun of her and Old Madam Huo by watching them get anxious and angry.
As expected, as soon as these words came out, Mrs. Huo's expression changed again.
Mu Qingxuan glanced over and said, "Sister, you are talking so much and you didn't even give me a chance to speak."
Mu Qianqian was speechless for a moment and could only smile awkwardly.
Under the table, she gently touched Shi Feihua's thigh and signaled with her eyes.
Shi Feihua reluctantly withdrew his gaze from Mu Qingxuan. Realizing what his wife meant, he clenched his right hand into a fist, placed it next to his lips and coughed twice.
"Grandma, cousin and his wife, let's eat first. If we don't eat now, the food will get cold."
Shi Feihua took the initiative to smooth things over, easing the originally suffocatingly quiet atmosphere a little.
Old Mrs. Huo rubbed her temples.
She didn't know if it was because she was angry just now, but her head suddenly felt a sharp pain. Now she didn't have the strength to speak, so she just ate her meal slowly.
Mu Qingxuan took in all of Old Lady Huo's actions and pondered for a moment.
Based on her many years of medical experience, she concluded that Mrs. Huo's symptoms were definitely recurrent migraines.
Everyone says that headache is not a disease, but it can be fatal when it hurts.
Migraines are very torturous for young people with strong willpower, not to mention for elderly people like Mrs. Huo, it will only be more uncomfortable.
Mu Qingxuan's original plan was to ask for treatment for Old Mrs. Huo at the dinner table.
But after Mu Qianqian's provocation, Mrs. Huo's impression of her was obviously extremely bad.
Even if Mu Qingxuan said now that she knew medical skills, I'm afraid Mrs. Huo wouldn't believe it.
Mu Qingxuan sighed slightly and decided to prepare dinner for tonight first, to slightly change Mrs. Huo's opinion of her, and then take it slowly.
After the meal, in order to win the favor of Mrs. Huo, Mu Qianqian took the initiative to stand up and clean up the dishes.
Even the Huo family's nanny, Wang Ma, was pushed aside by her.
Aunt Wang stood awkwardly at the kitchen door with a rag in her hand, watching Mu Qianqian wash the dishes skillfully, then wipe the table. In the end, she even wanted to wash the clothes at home.
Aunt Wang advised her several times, but Mu Qianqian ignored her and continued to work.
Mother Wang stood aside, not only unhappy, but also with a bitter look on her face.
People of this era are generally simple and honest. Since Wang Ma is willing to be a nanny, she naturally wouldn't have any thoughts of cheating.
If someone suddenly took her job, Wang Ma would only feel that her job was threatened.
Fortunately, Mrs. Huo couldn't stand it anymore and stopped them: "Qianqian, I know you are a good child, but you don't have to do this. Come and chat with me."
Mu Qianqian then put down the work in her hands, wiped the water stains on her hands, and walked over to sit on the sofa next to Old Mrs. Huo.
She pinched the clothes on her knees a little nervously, frowned deeply, and looked like she had something to say but didn't dare to say it.
Old Mrs. Huo is a shrewd person who has lived for decades. How could she not see it?
She immediately said, "Just say whatever you want to say. Just treat it like your own home. Don't be afraid."
Mu Qianqian took a deep breath and said, "Grandma, I just thought about it over and over again, but I still feel something is wrong."
"I think my sister might be lying."
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