Zhou Lan glanced at Xu Zhiyi who was enjoying his meal, stared at the bowl of plain noodles in front of him, sighed deeply, and hesitated to move his chopsticks.
Octavia only reacted when she saw this, "Oh, Mom, I just remembered that you don't like noodles."
As he spoke, he said to Aunt Zhang: "Aunt Zhang, if we can make rice now, how long will it take the fastest?"
Aunt Zhang came out of the kitchen and said, "It'll take about forty minutes."
Mingrui said to Zhou Lan: "Mom, if you don't want to eat noodles at all, just wait for another forty minutes and Aunt Zhang will make another rice for you. Do you think that's okay?"
Zhou Lan suddenly lost her appetite, pushed the bowl and chopsticks away, stood up without looking at Xu Zhiyi, "No, I'm not hungry, let the people who like noodles eat."
After saying that, she returned to the bedroom.
The sound of closing the door was still loud.
Now, no matter how dull Xu Zhiyi was, he could still tell that Zhou Lan was angry.
She was confused and couldn't understand why her mother-in-law was so embarrassed by her just eating noodles.
Will I have to look at my husband’s family’s face in order to have a meal in the future?
When she thought of this, she felt stuffy in her heart, and suddenly she felt that the noodles in her mouth were no longer fragrant. She pursed her lips and stirred the noodles in the bowl.
Mingrui frowned and looked at the bedroom door. He turned around and saw Xu Zhiyi. He touched the back of her neck and lowered his head to coax:
"Zhiyi, eat well and don't play with noodles. It was my mother's fault just now and it has nothing to do with you. Don't let her affect your eating. This will make your illness better."
He was also a little confused about Zhou Lan's reaction.
She's usually quite emotionally stable, but she's not like this.
I don't know what's going on, but she hasn't been in a good state since arriving in Hangzhou last night.
Octavia wanted to have a chance to talk to her and remind her to control her emotions and stop treating Xu Zhiyi like this.
The girl is not married yet, so what does it look like when she keeps giving others looks?
Afterwards, Mingrui asked Aunt Zhang to prepare rice and vegetables and bring them to her bedroom.
Zhou Lan saw him coming in and raised her eyelids to take a look, still looking unhappy.
Octavia put the dinner plate on the small round table, walked up to her, pulled her up without any explanation, pushed her onto the chair next to the table, put the chopsticks into her hands, sat on the low stool, and said with a smile:
"Mom, here is your favorite boiled beef. I asked Aunt Zhang to make it according to the taste of my hometown. Please try it."
Seeing Zhou Lan's eyelids drooping and holding the chopsticks still, Mingrui clicked his tongue, "If you don't want to eat, then fine. If you don't want to eat, let your son feed it to you."
After saying that, he made a gesture to grab the chopsticks in her hand.
Zhou Lan hid and said angrily: "Who cares about feeding you? Keep this diligence and go feed your wife."
Mingrui said nonchalantly: "My son, I will feed her tomorrow morning."
Zhou Lan patted him on the shoulder angrily, "You brat, you deliberately made your mother angry, didn't you? Seeing your precious daughter-in-law behave like this today, she really complied with the old saying, you marry a daughter-in-law and forget your mother."
Octavia smiled half-seriously and half-falsely:
"Mom, why do these words of yours sound familiar to me? It seems like someone in my family has said it before. Oh, I think about it, my grandma also said this to my dad. It seems that I inherited this from my dad. Like father. It must have its own son, and a good tradition cannot be thrown away.”
"You kid..."
"Okay, Mom, let's not talk about this anymore. You should eat quickly. If I make you hungry, my dad will ask me for it. If anyone in the family doesn't know, you are his most precious child."
At Mingrui's urging, Zhou Lan started eating without saying anything more.
Seeing that she finally finished her meal, Octavia felt relieved.
In the evening, Xu Zhiyi and Zhou Lan never met again and stayed in their respective rooms.
Octavia kept making Xu Zhiyi happy. She watched interesting videos of giant pandas for a while, and then played with the felt flowers she had made before.
She told herself to use her strengths since childhood and be more generous, and kept hinting to herself not to worry or care.
Perhaps it was because she had recovered from her illness that she regained her energy and soon felt better.
She sat on the beanbag in the bedroom and continued to do handwork leisurely, humming "Outbreak of Courage":
"Plant a seed in your heart, tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap
It can fulfill small wishes and has magical power.
I heard that every child wants it..."
Just as he was humming enthusiastically, Octavia knocked on the door and came in.
Seeing him, Xu Zhiyi frowned, patted the lazy sofa, and motioned for him to sit over.
Seeing that she was in a good mood, Mingrui smiled, sat next to her, and held her in his arms as usual.
It was past ten o'clock in the evening, and Xu Zhiyi planned to take a shower and go to bed later.
She stopped what she was doing, put aside the nearly-formed Huahua, hugged his waist coquettishly, pressed her head against his broad chest, and listened to his strong heartbeat.
Well, Octavia smells so good, and her embrace is so warm.
Comfortable.
Raising her head from his arms, Xu Zhiyi asked with a smile on her face, "Brother Mingrui, how was your conversation with Auntie?"
Mingrui lowered his head, kissed her forehead, and said with a headache:
"My mother may not be used to the new role of mother-in-law yet. She feels conflicted about the fact that I belong to you. The gap seems quite big and it will take some time to adapt. Later, my father and I will have a good communication and he will be responsible for coaxing Good wife."
"oh……"
Xu Zhiyi couldn't understand this kind of psychology.
She suddenly remembered that Zhang Ruihua once scolded Li Zijuan for taking away her son Xu Cheng.
She thought that this kind of thinking could only be thought of by Zhang Ruihua, an old lady from the market with a low level of education.
Unexpectedly, highly educated people like Zhou Lan who had served as officials would not be spared.
It’s really confusing.
There is a big psychological difference between mother-in-law and mother-in-law.
Why didn't Li Zijuan have the idea of Octavia taking away her girl?
On the contrary, the more I look at my son-in-law, the more I like him.
It's really strange.
The two chatted for a while, and Octavia asked her to go to bed early. She hugged the quilt as usual and wanted to sleep on the sofa like yesterday.
Xu Zhiyi thought of what Zhou Lan said last night, stopped him, and said hesitantly:
"Brother Octavia, why don't you sleep with me? Auntie is not in a good mood to begin with. If she waits..."
She was a little worried that Zhou Lan would attack again.
Octavia shook his head, "If my mother wasn't here and she didn't say that yesterday, I would just sleep here with you. It doesn't matter. Now that she's here and talking, I'd better sleep on the sofa outside."
"Why?" Xu Zhiyi looked confused and couldn't understand what he meant.
"I don't want her to be careless..." When the words came to her lips, Octavia took them back, "Zhiyi, don't worry about this, just listen to me. Be good, take a bath, and go to bed early."
"Oh well……"
Xu Zhiyi opened the door for him, watched him put the quilt on the sofa, watched Zhou Lan come out of the bedroom, and quickly closed his bedroom door.
With a question mark on her face, she sat on the bed and pondered for a while. She seemed to understand something, but not completely.
In short, she knew that Octavia did this for her own good and towards her.
Realizing this, Xu Zhiyi felt extremely happy. With a smile on his face, he stood up, hummed a song, took off his clothes, and prepared to take a bath.
He took off his shirt and threw the red bra he had just taken off onto the chair at the end of the bed. With a "bump", the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open.
Zhou Lan stood at the door, coming menacingly.
Xu Zhiyi screamed in fright and stood with his upper body naked and his arms folded across his chest.
Panicked.
