During lunch, Yang Cheng realized that he didn't bring out his usual big soup bowl. He had a big appetite and liked to eat in a big bowl, so he always asked Mother Wang to bring out a different bowl.
Mother Wang noticed that Yang Cheng was looking for something and smiled. "Young Master, Madam Guo said that you're not allowed to use that soup bowl to eat in the future."
"Ah? Why? "Yang Cheng looked at Guo Xuehua. Isn't my mother being too controlling?
Guo Xuehua cleared her throat and said, "Although we're at home, you always eat so fast, as if someone is fighting with you for your food. Also, you're making so much noise. You're comfortable eating like this, but girls like Ruoxi and Hui Lin won't like watching someone eat like this. They didn't say anything before because they were lenient to you. You should think about them. "
Yang Cheng put on a bitter face and asked Hui Lin, "Hui Lin, tell me the truth. Does the way I eat affect your appetite?"
Hui Lin was an honest person and she wouldn't lie. She stammered for a while and said softly, "Actually, it's not a big problem. When I see Brother Yang eating, I still feel that it's delicious … It's just that … I haven't eaten yet, but when I see Brother Yang eating, I feel full …"
Yang Cheng was embarrassed. He didn't notice that he had such a side to him. He looked at Lin Ruoxi, who had a "don't ask me" expression on her face. He didn't have to think about it to know that he didn't look good when eating.
"Then … can I get a bigger bowl? This bowl is too small, I can finish it in two mouthfuls." Yang Cheng held the palm-sized bowl in his hand and said to Guo Xuehua gloomily.
Guo Xuehua shook her head firmly and said seriously, "No, if you don't have enough, you can get more. Everyone uses this kind of bowl. Although you're the only man in the family, you can't be special."
"Son-in-law, I'll help you scoop it up. A few more times is enough," Mother Wang said with a smile.
"Mother Wang, don't spoil him. How can an elder serve him when he's having a meal?" Guo Xuehua immediately stopped her.
Yang Cheng could tell that he had not brought back a mother. He had clearly hired a "teaching director" to take care of him.
Although he didn't feel disgusted, he really wasn't used to it. In the end, he could only curl his lips and eat with the others.
When Guo Xuehua saw that Yang Cheng didn't pester her about the bowl, she was happy. Seeing that Yang Cheng wasn't used to eating, she smiled and picked up some food for Yang Cheng with her chopsticks. She looked at him warmly, "Eat more vegetables in winter. It's good for your stomach and skin. Don't just eat meat. Although you're not fat, you still have to pay attention to a balanced diet."
Yang Cheng nodded. He couldn't taste the food in his mouth anymore. He thought that no one had ever told him to have a "balanced diet" in the twenty years he lived.
Yang Cheng couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, but also a little satisfied.
Lin Ruoxi looked at the little actions between Yang Cheng and his mother. She was a little envious. Although Yang Cheng didn't have parents by his side in the past, now he had Guo Xuehua who wanted to make it up to him. As for Lin Ruoxi, although she was loved by her grandmother when she was young, she felt lonely now.
At this moment, Guo Xuehua picked up some food with her chopsticks and put it into Lin Ruoxi's bowl. She looked at Lin Ruoxi meaningfully and smiled.
"I have no choice. I can't mistreat my daughter-in-law even if I'm good to my son," Guo Xuehua said half-jokingly.
Mother Wang and Hui Lin nodded in agreement. On the other hand, Lin Ruoxi blushed and wanted to find a hole to hide in.
How could his little thoughts be seen through all the time?
Yang Cheng enjoyed watching Lin Ruoxi's shy look. Ever since his mother came, Lin Ruoxi seemed to be more affectionate. He didn't know if it was to please her mother-in-law or because she really liked spending time with Guo Xuehua. It was a good thing that Lin Ruoxi was gradually becoming more humane.
After dinner, Yang Cheng helped carry the plates into the kitchen under Guo Xuehua's supervision. Fortunately, Guo Xuehua couldn't bear to wash the plates like a son, so Yang Cheng was' spared '.
As it was almost New Year's Eve, the Lunar New Year, the family felt that they needed to buy some New Year's necessities.
Although they didn't lack food, drinks, and necessities, and no one dared to visit Lin Ruoxi for New Year's — except for the clowns, Tangtang and Yuan Ye — there were still some things that needed to be bought.
For example, fireworks.
In the past, after Old CEO Lin passed away, Lin Ruoxi and Mother Wang celebrated the Lunar New Year together, so they didn't care about these things. But this year, not only did Lin Ruoxi get married, but also her younger sister, Hui Lin, and her mother-in-law, Guo Xuehua, were added to the family. Of course, they had to celebrate.
Therefore, after dinner, Yang Cheng was arranged to go out to buy fireworks. However, Guo Xuehua was afraid that Yang Cheng was too playful and wouldn't choose fireworks properly. So she asked Hui Lin, who was looking forward to buying fireworks, to go with him.
Lin Ruoxi watched Yang Cheng drive Hui Lin away to buy fireworks, and her heart was full of emotions.
At this time last year, the house was deserted, and there were only two women, Wang Ma and herself. Although her family was rich, it couldn't fill the loneliness and coldness in her heart. But after a year, she could actually feel incomparably full and warm.
It must be because of that man's arrival that everything changed … Lin Ruoxi thought silently, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl into a smile.
"Ruoxi, why are you smiling so attentively?" Guo Xuehua stood behind Lin Ruoxi and looked at her mischievously.
Lin Ruoxi was shocked. She turned around and saw who it was. She patted her chest and pouted, "Aunt Guo, you scared me."
"How could I bear to scare you? If I scared you, my precious son that I finally found would dump me," Guo Xuehua said, pretending to be sad.
Lin Ruoxi knew that Guo Xuehua was teasing her again, so she pretended not to hear anything.
Guo Xuehua felt that her daughter-in-law sometimes didn't give her face, but when she thought about how Lin Ruoxi was colder and stiffer with Yang Cheng, she was more satisfied.
Sighing, Guo Xuehua said, "Ruoxi, are you free now?"
"Yes, I'm free these few days until Chinese New Year," Lin Ruoxi said.
"Then come upstairs, I'll show you something," Guo Xuehua said.
Lin Ruoxi didn't ask what Guo Xuehua wanted to show her, and obediently followed her upstairs and entered Guo Xuehua's room.
Guo Xuehua's room was specially prepared by Mother Wang, and the furniture and bedding were already prepared. Lin Ruoxi was the type of person who couldn't finish spending money, so even if no one used the furniture in the house, it was still bought neatly, which made it convenient to move in.
At this moment, Guo Xuehua walked to her bedside table, bent down, and picked up a small handmade bamboo basket, and brought it to Lin Ruoxi.
"This is …" Lin Ruoxi blinked, she didn't expect that she would be shown these things.
"It's knitted wool," Guo Xuehua smiled, holding Ruoxi's hand with one hand, and sat on the edge of the bed. She took out a light gray scarf that was about one-third knitted, stroked the cashmere, and said with satisfaction, "This is the scarf I planned to knit for Yang Cheng. Unfortunately, I only know how to knit simple ones, and I'm not familiar with them, so I asked Mother Wang to buy it for me. I saw that Yang Cheng didn't wear much on such a cold day, so I thought of this. Although I know that he's different from ordinary people, and he shouldn't be afraid of the cold, I couldn't help but knit a scarf for him. However, I can't help but want to knit a scarf for him. It's not because I want to keep him warm, but because I want to redeem myself … "
Lin Ruoxi quietly listened to Guo Xuehua's narration, looked at the large amount of wool left in the bamboo basket, and then looked at the scarf that was half knitted. It seemed that Guo Xuehua had been rushing for the past three days.
"Ruoxi, after I finish knitting this scarf, can you promise me to give this scarf to Yang Cheng on my behalf and help him wear it?"
Lin Ruoxi was stunned, she didn't understand why Guo Xuehua suddenly made such a request.
"Don't think it's strange. When the time comes, just say that you knitted it," Guo Xuehua said with a smile.
"But, this isn't me …"
"He won't believe you either," Guo Xuehua couldn't help but shake her head and said, "Silly child, of course, Yang Cheng won't believe that you knitted it, he definitely knows that I knitted it for him. But, if I hand it to you, and you pass it to him, he will be more willing to accept it. Moreover, I also hope that, as Yang Cheng's wife, you can put this scarf on him. "
After some doubt flashed across Lin Ruoxi's eyes, she gradually came to a realization. Not only did Guo Xuehua want Yang Cheng to know how much she loved him, she also wanted Lin Ruoxi to know that she was only Yang Cheng's mother, and the person who would truly accompany Yang Cheng in the future would be her, his wife.
It went without saying that she had put in a lot of effort.
"Ruoxi, although I don't know the specific reason, I know that there's a gap between you and Yang Cheng. I won't force you to accept everything about Yang Cheng, in my eyes, he's my son, but you're Zijing's daughter, to me, you're like my own child. I won't be an evil mother-in-law and force you to do this or that. I just hope that you can fulfill this small request of mine, okay? "
Lin Ruoxi's heart had already softened, and she nodded.
Guo Xuehua smiled. "Good girl, do you want to learn how to knit? Although I only know the basics, I can still teach you a lot. "
"Can I learn too?" Lin Ruoxi suddenly felt a little tempted. After all, she was still a young girl, and a particularly traditional one. She just didn't have the opportunity to learn about needlework. Now that Guo Xuehua suddenly said that she wanted to teach her, she was very interested.
"Of course, when you learn it, you can knit a vest for Yang Cheng next year!" Guo Xuehua suggested.
Lin Ruoxi pouted and thought to herself, I'm not going to knit a sweater for that bad guy … But soon, Lin Ruoxi asked anxiously, "I … What should I do first?"
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