Chapter 93 The Wicked Mother-in-Law Who Makes a Scene
I'm home.
Shao Muyan ate the shrimp and eel noodles that Yu Yan had made for him, smiling as he watched Yu Yan bury her head in a pile of papers.
Yu Yan originally wanted to cook two more dishes for Uncle Yan, but once she picked up the thesis, she couldn't lift her eyes and was almost sucked into the thesis.
Master Shao, being very curious, glanced over in this direction.
Miniaturization of components, integration of active and passive components onto a single semiconductor...
Goodness, I can't understand it at all.
Shao Muyan has a bad habit when writing papers: he writes drafts in a mix of Chinese and English. For him, language is just a tool for expression; he records in whatever way is more fluent and accurate.
Even though he recognized every single Chinese character, when they were put together, they looked like scribbles, leaving him completely bewildered. He could only sit at the same table as the children.
"Yunyun, can you understand it?"
Shao Yun shook his head.
Shao Mushi immediately felt much better and raised an eyebrow to mock the child.
"Don't you have a great memory? You typed up papers for your uncle, don't you remember these technical terms?"
Shao Yun ate his ice cream and said calmly, "I just have a photographic memory. I remember, but I don't understand."
"..."
It's just that I have a photographic memory, that's all.
Shao Mushi was startled by the child's appearance and pouted. He then met Shao Muyan's gaze and gave a soft snort before stuffing a large piece of ice cream into his mouth.
"Fine, you're all geniuses, and I'm the idiot."
He retorted, still unconvinced, "My wife is amazing too, a philosophy professor. I'm not bragging, but the things she studies are things you wouldn't even understand."
Shao Muyan finished his noodles, picked up his bowl and chopsticks, and said to his second brother, "It doesn't matter whether we understand or not, as long as you can understand."
Shao Mushi: "..."
Damn, that hit home again.
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In the afternoon, Second Master Shao took Shao Yun to complete the school enrollment procedures.
Since Shao Min's main business for the second half of the year was in Shangzhou, she simply let Shao Yun study at the affiliated primary school with her for a period of time.
Anyway, Shao Muyan is here, and the affiliated primary school and Shangzhou University are only separated by a wall. If she doesn't have time to take care of the child, she can leave Shao Yun with his uncle.
Yu Yan was still on vacation and had nothing to do in the afternoon, so she helped Shao Muyan organize his manuscripts.
As soon as Shao Muyan came out, he called Professor Yu to let him know he was safe. He then reported on his homework and reading report while inside. He made the call for an hour, standing the whole time.
Yu Yan felt that this report was no different from a self-criticism, and she was worried for Uncle Yan.
My grandfather was rigorous in his academic pursuits and even stricter with his students, adhering to the old-fashioned teaching methods, which were traditional and rigid. However, he treated his students and his disciples differently.
Yu Yan had seen her grandfather teaching in class; he was humorous, witty, kind, and tolerant, and he could easily get along with his students.
But when he privately teaches his apprentices, he holds a ruler and teaches with a stern face.
Those who have formally become disciples are treated no differently than sons, living and eating at the Yu family home, and will take care of their teachers and mistresses in their old age and see them off when they die.
Therefore, in the eyes of outsiders, Shao Muyan is more like a member of the Yu family than someone with the surname "Shao," and he has a close relationship with the Yu family.
"I'll go to Messuri after I'm done with this busy period. It's been a long time since I visited my teacher and his wife."
Shao Muyan asked Yu Yan, "Would you like to go to Mesopotamia for a visit?"
"think!"
Yu Yan had originally planned to visit her grandparents in Mesopotamia, so she agreed without hesitation.
Shao Muyan smiled and said, "Alright, in September, the osmanthus flowers in Meisuli are fragrant and the whole mountain is covered with them. It's very beautiful."
"Mmm." Yu Yan's eyes brightened.
When Shao Mushi and Shao Yun returned after completing the formalities, Shao Muyan and Yu Yan were still busy. Yu Yan was acting as an assistant, helping Shao Muyan organize the manuscript, while Shao Muyan was entering the data into the computer.
The desk and floor were covered with various calculation data, manuscript drawings, and professional books, leaving no room to even step.
"Excuse me, let me tidy up."
Yu Yan moved the books to make way for them, and Shao Muyan quickly said, "I'll do it."
He noticed that Yu Yan was carrying too many books and wanted to take them from her. His fingers accidentally brushed against the back of her hand. It was just a slight touch, but both of them froze.
It felt like an electric shock, causing me to lose my grip, and the heavy book tumbled to the ground.
The two of them frantically tried to retrieve it, but accidentally bumped their heads.
There was a loud "thump".
"..."
Shao Mushi and Shao Yun, who were standing at the door, were both dumbfounded.
Like watching two clumsy thieves.
"Are you alright?" Shao Muyan disregarded his own safety and rushed to check Yu Yan's head. He still felt a chill run down his spine from the impact.
Action and reaction, as much pain he felt, so much pain Yu Yan felt.
My forehead is red from the bump, and it looks like it's about to swell up.
Shao Muyan frowned and apologized, "Does it hurt? It's all my fault."
"It's my fault, I was clumsy."
Yu Yan thought about those two moves just now and found it inexplicably funny. She rubbed her head and exchanged a glance with Shao Muyan. They both couldn't help but laugh.
Shao Yun was stunned again, looked up at his second uncle, and asked with his eyes.
"Did my uncle and aunt become mentally impaired after the accident?"
Shao Mushi looked at the two people grinning foolishly, shook his head slightly, and thought to himself: You don't understand, this is a sour and stinky smell.
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After returning from treating her back at the doctor's, Mrs. Xiang scolded Yu Yan for a long time in front of Xiang Jingheng.
"A wife should be virtuous, but does Yu Yan have even a hint of what a virtuous wife should be like? She disobeys her elders and is aggressive. I've never seen a daughter-in-law who is more ill-mannered than her!"
Jing Heng had heard these words over and over again for many years, until his ears were practically calloused.
He had to remind his mother of a fact: "Mom, Yu Yan and I are divorced. She is no longer your daughter-in-law. You can't use the standards of a daughter-in-law to judge her."
Through what happened in the afternoon, Xiang Jingheng also came to understand many facts.
The reason he couldn't change his attitude towards Yu Yan was that he hadn't completely separated from her in his mind. Even though they had obtained a divorce certificate, he still felt that Yu Yan was his wife.
She is her woman.
Therefore, he absolutely cannot stand the presence of other men around her!
However, legally speaking, Yu Yan is already a free single person and has nothing to do with him anymore.
...Xiang Jingheng was very reluctant to admit this, but he had to.
He used to avoid thinking about this, but if he still wants to win Yu Yan back, he has to change his attitude and behavior.
The first thing to do is to recognize the reality that "Yu Yan no longer belongs to him".
"So what if she's not my daughter-in-law? She's still Xiao Chu's mother!"
Mrs. Xiang was furious. "Let me tell you, if it weren't for Xiao Chu's sake, you watch, I would have scratched her face black and blue! How dare she hit my grandson, what right does she have!"
"He only kicked me twice, it wasn't that dramatic."
Xiang Jingheng frowned. "Besides, it was Xiao Chu who spoke rudely to Yu Yan first... Mom, don't talk badly about his mother in front of Xiao Chu anymore. What kind of good words are those, 'jinx' and 'harmful spirit'?"
"I didn't say that. Who said that?"
Like Gan Xiaoxing, Mrs. Xiang's mouth was foul and stubborn. "She deserved to be talked about! You watch, if she dares to touch my grandson again, I'll have someone deal with her!"
"mom!"
Xiang Jingheng couldn't stand it anymore and said coldly, "If you still want me to have a home, if you still want Xiao Chu to have a home, then stop targeting Yu Yan. I genuinely want to win her back."
"What did you say?"
Mrs. Xiang exploded upon hearing this, "You want to remarry Yu Yan? Son, have you lost your mind?"
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