The person who could make him cheerful again and want to go back to school was Zhou Xinya.
Lin Meiling also cherishes the things that her son values.
actually--
"It feels good to give, doesn't it?"
It's truly rare to have someone you'd give your all to, someone who makes you happy just by being around them.
At Lin Meiling's age, there are no outsiders who make her feel that "giving is also a joy."
If so, it's a family member, someone the son values.
They came to pay their respects early in the morning, and were leaving around 11 a.m. Lin Meiling went to the guest room early to wake Zhou Xinya, asking, "Want to get up and eat?"
After a long, restful sleep, Zhou Xinya felt refreshed and energized.
The temperature inside was just right, and she felt so comfortable that she wanted to sleep a little longer.
But I was hungry, and this auntie in front of me was so gentle.
"Eat food?" Her mother had never used this reduplicated word before.
Sitting at the dining table, there was a bowl of egg noodles in front of me. The soup base was thick and salty-sweet, and it was topped with small green vegetables and sprinkled with sesame oil.
Zhou Xinya slurped down a bowl of food and wanted more.
Needless to say, a bowl had already been served to her. "That bowl is too small. You must still be hungry, right?"
A divine act of saving face, done so gently and without any pressure whatsoever.
Zhou Xinya was initially embarrassed—
Now they could eat to their heart's content.
After finishing three bowls, Du Yuheng next to him only ate one.
"What's wrong?" Zhou Xinya leaned closer and whispered, "It's so delicious, why did you only eat one bowl?"
Is this girl just too picky?
“Being a picky eater is not a good habit. I’m telling you, you need to eat more.”
As she spoke, Zhou Xinya slid off the chair and headed towards the kitchen—
When I got to the door, I was stopped.
"Is Yaya still not full?" Lin Meiling asked, somewhat puzzled. She hadn't cooked much today; just a small clay pot, and it was almost empty.
But you can't eat anymore. Lin Meiling said to Zhou Xinya, "Let's go to the living room to watch cartoons. Auntie will get you some rice crackers."
Eating too much and feeling stuffed is bad for your stomach and intestines; this is not the amount of food a young girl should have.
"No, Auntie, Du Yuheng only ate one bowl. I think—"
Oh, I see. Lin Meiling understands now.
She's such a sweet and caring child.
With a slight smile, Lin Meiling said, "I'll have lunch soon, so this is just to tide me over."
That's how it is. If Lin Meiling hadn't seen Zhou Xinya dozing off as soon as she arrived, she definitely wouldn't have eaten breakfast, and Lin Meiling wouldn't have personally cooked noodles for them.
Du Weiguo usually does the kitchen work.
Zhou Xinya was supposed to go home at noon, and she had already changed her shoes when she received a call from her mother, asking them to come back later.
"Is it Auntie who's here?"
The little girl looked up at her father and asked, "Really?"
With her eyes half-closed, Zhou Yunshi didn't speak, but nodded and told her to go play somewhere else.
Children are most sensitive to adults' emotions.
Mom doesn't like Auntie, but Auntie seems to... like Mom quite a bit?
Every now and then, they would call to invite them to a restaurant for dinner or tea, speaking very politely and even having someone buy them gifts.
Not only did they never ask for money, but they would even occasionally give them money out of their own pockets. However—
Mom just doesn't like her.
Zhou Xinya stood there in a daze, thinking to herself: Mom and Aunt are sisters, so why do sisters not get closer after they grow up?
I have a younger sister now, will she be like that in the future?
They were family when they were young, but became relatives when they grew up.
Zhou Xinya didn't understand. What couldn't be resolved properly?
"Mom is so capable, she should be able to get along well with her sisters, right?" The little girl was worried; she was hoping her aunt would take her and her cousins to the amusement park.
That really won't work.
Back at home, Sun Lifang looked at her younger sister and asked her to leave, saying, "I've made myself clear to you, we shouldn't have any contact with each other anymore."
It wasn't because of money; Sun Liqin married a very wealthy husband, so she wasn't short of money.
When I came over today, I had the driver bring up several large gift sets for the New Year, and I was also holding the hands of two children.
"Come on, call her Auntie, this is your auntie."
The two younger ones are only four years old this year. They are also twins, a boy and a girl. Standing next to their mother, they were called several times before they whispered, "Auntie."
Even relatives and friends come to visit during the New Year; can you really send them away?
Sun Lifang couldn't. She told Sister Miao to close the door, "There's cake in the refrigerator. Take it out and share it with them."
Sister Miao took the two children out, and Sun Liqin knew that her sister knew why she had come. She said politely, "They've already eaten, so there's no need to give them cake."
Does this sound like something a glass factory owner would say?
Without beating around the bush, Sun Lifang asked directly, "Just say what you want to do, don't try to be all hypocritical."
"Don't I know you well, Sun Liqin?"
Upon hearing this, the woman's lips stiffened, her smile vanished, and she stammered, "I want to discuss something with you—"
"Hey, wait a minute, when you became someone's mistress and drove the wife to commit suicide by cutting her wrists, did you consult us?"
Upon hearing this, Sun Liqin dared not utter a sound.
But Sun Lifang didn't stop. She asked again, "What are you discussing? Are you discussing how you're going to take the child to commit suicide, and how the child is crying and wailing?"
Sun Liqin didn't really want to commit suicide; she just wanted to take her twins to the rooftop to force her husband to come home.
But I never imagined I'd end up like this.
"Sister, I'm not asking you for money, why are you saying all this?"
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