He Tingchuan sorted through the pomegranates he had picked, keeping the ones with thin skins and good seeds, the red ones that were pretty, and the big, beautiful ones.
The blemished, misshapen fruits were set aside for the family to eat, while the rest were packed up and carried back home in a couple of days for my gluttonous wife.
The thought of her delighted expression upon seeing a bag of plump pomegranates filled He Tingchuan with an overwhelming longing to return home.
He glanced at his mother, who was sitting on the living room sofa, sulking. He then imitated how Yun Jin would peel sunflower seeds and peanuts for him and coax him with snacks whenever she made him angry.
He took a bowl, picked out a big, red pomegranate, peeled off a bowlful of seeds, and didn't steal a single one. He presented them all to Mother He: "Here, this is your favorite, the best pomegranate I chose. Mom, don't be angry."
Looking at the large bowl of pomegranate seeds in front of her, Mrs. He saw that they had been peeled cleanly, without a single peel or scrap, and it was clear that they had come from a very large pomegranate.
Those misshapen melons and cracked dates don't have such beautiful pomegranate seeds.
Looking at her tall, upright son, who seemed to have changed completely after marriage, becoming more humane and less cold, and with a mouthful of rebellious words that could drive anyone crazy, Mrs. He felt a bittersweet mix of emotions.
He was secretly pleased, but said angrily, "Why are you giving this to me? Aren't you going to take it back to your wife? If your wife likes it, peel it for her. I'm not eating it, so I don't like it."
He Tingchuan was so amused by her awkward appearance that he almost couldn't hold back: "You have to coax your wife, and you have to coax your mother too. If your mother doesn't like listening to me, I'll talk less in the future."
Mother He was displeased. She grabbed a handful of pomegranates from the bowl and fed them to her mouth, saying as she ate, "Your mouth is meant to speak, you're not mute."
"This pomegranate tastes good. If you miss your mother, I won't be angry. Peel another big, red pomegranate for me later."
He Tingchuan nodded and picked out a pomegranate from a pile of seeds that he thought was big and round, but was actually not as big, round and red as the two next to it.
That was specially reserved for my wife and daughter.
The biggest one was peeled for his mother, and the remaining two were for his wife and daughter.
The fourth one became a big, round pomegranate.
When He Tingchuan returned home, his mother called her son and daughter, telling them that no matter what happened, they should come home for dinner.
Upon receiving the call, the He family members all said they would go home after get off work without hesitation.
Mrs. He even made a phone call to her husband who had gone out: "Your son seems like a different person, come back quickly!"
Mr. He: "......"
It's just a stubborn, rebellious son; how else can he change?
It can't be a broken arm or a broken leg, can it?
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