Mi Xaing 'er stood quietly in the courtyard for a while. She only returned to her mother's room when the window in the side room darkened.
She did not turn on the lights. Instead, she groped in the dark and sat on the edge of the kang bed. She looked at the back of the Tang Xiling who was lying on her side without saying a word.
After a long time …
The Tang Xiling could not hold it in any longer. She moved her body slightly and turned her head to glance at her. Just as her gaze met Mi Xaing 'er's, she quickly turned her head back and resumed her position of lying on her back.
Mi Xaing 'er's mind flashed through the bits and pieces of her interactions with her mother over the past few days.
To tell the truth …
She had her suspicions …
She suspected that the Tang Xiling was not crazy.
But she could not find any concrete evidence.
For a mental illness like this, no one could explain it clearly.
However …
No matter what the truth was, Mi Xaing 'er felt that there were some things that needed to be made clear. "Mom, I know you're not asleep. I want to talk to you …"
“”
Mi Xaing 'er sighed. "When you and Dad got divorced, I was still young and ignorant, so I couldn't comment on who was right and who was wrong. When you left home, I was only 15. You never told me why you left. Things have changed, so it's unnecessary for me to ask. You must have your own reasons … "
“”
"Now, I'm 18 and married. Shouldn't we have a heart-to-heart talk?"
The Tang Xiling remained silent, but her shoulder tilted slightly toward her daughter. It was obvious that she was listening.
Mi Xaing 'er continued, "I've been secretly observing you these past few days. Even if you really have intermittent mental illness, I believe that you're still clear-headed most of the time. Tonight, I want to talk to you about Yun Jingting. I feel that I need to speak up for him. No matter what you think of him, no matter what prejudice you have against him, he's my husband. He's the person I'm going to spend the rest of my life with."
Tang Xiling suddenly sat up. "Silly, you're silly. You're just a silly man. How can a man believe that a sow can climb a tree?"
Mi Xaing 'er met her gaze and said, "Why wouldn't I believe that Yun Jingting was the only person who treated me well in the past few years when you weren't around? He saved my life, didn't care about my background, and didn't despise my family. No matter how different our statuses were, and no matter how others tried to persuade him, he was willing to marry me. Isn't marriage the biggest promise a man can make to a woman?"
The Biggest Promise
Marriage
The Tang Xiling seemed to have suffered a blow. She opened her mouth, but no words came out.
Mi Xaing 'er lowered her voice. "Let's not talk about this for now. Let's talk about what happened tonight. You were there and saw everything clearly. Do I need to tell you what kind of man he is?"
The Tang Xiling was still stubborn. "He, he was just putting on a show for us to see."
"Why would he put on a show? To put it bluntly, with his status, why would he lower himself to curry favor with us?" Mi Xaing 'er pressed on. "Or do you think that he's doing it for those boxes of gold bars that no one has seen before?"
She mentioned the gold bars.
The Tang Xiling immediately stopped talking and fell back on the pillow. Looking at her, she seemed to be having a relapse again.
Mi Xaing 'er ignored her. She stood up and continued, "Mom, ever since the first day you came back, you've been targeting Yun Jingting for everything. You threw noodles at him and spoke coldly to him. Yun Jingting tolerated it and never complained. But I'm telling you now. You can't treat him like this in the future. If he shows us respect, we have to return at least 30% of it.
This is the way to behave. "She took a deep breath." Also, I don't care how you deal with your relationship problems. I have to make my own decisions. Yun Jingting and I have a marriage certificate. If I want to live with him, I'll live with him. It's useless for anyone to keep an eye on me. "
After she finished speaking, she kicked off her cloth shoes without waiting for the Tang Xiling's response. She sat cross-legged on the kang bed and went to sleep with her clothes on.
The Tang Xiling's back rose and fell rapidly. She was probably overwhelmed with emotions. She wanted to say something, but she could not refute her daughter's words.
She bit her nails and fell into deep thought.
The next morning.
Mi Xaing 'er woke up early to cook.
While she was busy in the kitchen …
Yun Jingting came in. He was still wearing a white shirt. The collar was naturally open, revealing his protruding Adam's apple. His sleeves were slightly rolled up, revealing half of his muscular arms. The morning sun shone on his face, reflecting his deep facial features, making him look especially handsome. At this moment, he was different from his usual shrewdness. There was a hint of laziness and casualness in his expression, but it was a different kind of sexiness.
Mi Xaing 'er half-raised her head and smiled. "You're up. Did you sleep well last night?"
Just as she finished speaking, she saw Fu Bowen jump out from behind Yun Jingting. "Sis, I slept quite well!"
Yun Laohu spread her hands helplessly. "See? Since last night, he has become a little tail. No matter where I go, even if I wake up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet, this kid will follow me with his eyes closed. Sigh, I have to hand it to him. Where did his willpower come from?"
Mi Xaing 'er pursed her lips and smiled.
Without saying much, she got up and got half a vat of warm water. Then, she squeezed some toothpaste on the toothbrush and handed it to the man. "Don't be so stubborn with the child. Here …"
Yun Jingting took it casually. When no one was looking, he quickly pinched Mi Xaing 'er's wrist and said in an extremely low voice, "It's so blissful to have a wife to take care of you …"
"Go and show off …"
“”
Yun Laohu did not speak anymore. She winked and turned to enter the courtyard. She bent down and stood at the bottom of the steps to brush her teeth.
Mi Xaing 'er looked at him through the window and felt a faint sweetness in her chest. No matter how strong and domineering this man was outside, at this moment, he was just a gentle' husband 'in front of her.
Fu Bowen did not know what was good for him and tugged at the corner of her clothes. "Sis, where's my toothbrush?"
Mi Xaing 'er squatted down and stared into his eyes. "Little Six, tell me the truth. You've been following your brother-in-law around like a spy. Was it our mother's idea?"
Ah …
Fu Bowen bit his finger and rolled his eyes a few times before he spat out a few words resolutely. "I don't know …"
She raised her hand. "You're quite stubborn. Do you believe that I'll hit you?"
Fu Bowen pouted arrogantly and did not say anything. He shook his little butt, took his own toothbrush, and went to the courtyard to brush his teeth.
Mi Xaing 'er really did not know what to do with him.
She turned around and scooped the dishes out of the pot and placed them on the stove. There was a small bowl of corn porridge, four to five coarse flour steamed buns, green pepper potato slices, tomato scrambled eggs, and two small salted vegetables.
Yun Laohu helped to serve the dishes while Fu Bowen continued to follow her blindly. Mi Xaing 'er really could not hold back and kicked him lightly. "Alright, stop following me wherever I go. Your brother-in-law can't run away. Go and eat …"
Fu Bowen turned his head and made a face at her before he ran away like a wisp of smoke.
Mi Xaing 'er held the bowl of porridge in her hand. Just as she walked under the eaves, Yun Jingting suddenly stopped in her tracks and looked up at the sky mysteriously. "Hey, look. What's that?"
She looked up. "Where is it?"
In the blink of an eye …
Yun Jingting quickly leaned over and gave her a peck on the cheek. Without waiting for her to react, he strode away happily with his long legs.
Mi Xaing 'er was stunned on the spot. She could still smell the mint fragrance of the man's breath in her nose. Her cheeks were also warm, so warm that it was intoxicating.
Fu Bowen shouted through the window, "Hey, Sister, why are you in a daze? It's porridge!"
"Coming …"
Mi Xaing 'er calmed herself down and walked into the house.
She looked up and saw Fu Bowen leaning against Tang Xiling and whispering into her ear. To avoid arousing suspicion, Yun Laohu deliberately stood far away with her hands behind her back and pretended to look at a pot of flowers on the windowsill.
She did not mind and placed the bowl of porridge on the table. She clapped her hands and said, "Yun Jingting, come and eat …"
She was also puzzled. Why was it so natural for her to call him by his name now?
The four of them sat around the table.
Fu Bowen's big eyes darted around. As he stuffed a steamed bun into his mouth, he asked like a little adult, "Brother-in-law, what kind of officer are you in the army?"
Yun Laohu looked up and raised her eyebrows. "Why are you asking these questions? Do you know anything if I tell you?"
"No, I'm just asking if someone of your rank will be punished if you don't return to the army for an entire night …"
This question …
It did not sound like a child at all.
Yun Jingting put down the bowl of porridge in his hand and quickly glanced at Tang Xiling. He saw that the other party had lowered her head and was eating her porridge without even batting an eyelid. She was completely indifferent and did not seem to care about anything.
He pondered for a moment …
He picked up a piece of egg with his chopsticks and placed it on the plate in front of Tang Xiling. Although he was talking to Fu Bowen, his face was facing his mother-in-law. "Brother-in-law, if you have any questions, just ask me directly. I'll definitely explain it to you clearly …"
Fu Bowen was also straightforward. "I just want to ask if you plan to stay at our house every night in the future …"
----- Digression —
Mi Xaing 'er talked to her mother late at night because she felt sorry for the tiger and wanted to do something for it …
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