When they arrived at the villa, Yinmi got out of the car and waited for Fu Lingzhi. The house was brightly lit, and it was finally a bit popular.
As soon as the door opened, Xu Shu's body walked out of the light and shadow. Yinmi quickly put his hand on Fu Lingzhi's arm.
"mom."
"mom."
Xu Shu's face was full of smiles, and he was satisfied to see his son and daughter-in-law back, "Come in and eat. I'll cook your favorite dishes myself."
"Mom, there is no aunt!" Fu Lingzhi walked over and hugged Xu Shu affectionately.
"You bastard! Yinmi is so thin, he needs to replenish his body." Xu Shu looked at his son fondly, then turned around and said, "Yinmi, you have to take good care of your body. The hospital is so busy, it will be overturned at a moment's notice.
There's no way to do this all day long."
"Mom, I feel pretty good and fulfilled."
"You kid!"
The group of people entered the door, Xu Shu went to the kitchen, Yinmi went upstairs to change clothes, Fu Lingzhi lay paralyzed on the sofa, his long legs resting on the coffee table, and the TV was on and he couldn't watch. He knew that Yinmi didn't like the old man.
When the wife came, he himself felt uneasy, but the old lady pressed him hard, and he himself also wanted to have a child.
After all, dragging it out like this is not an option.
Xu Shu cooked a table of dishes, and Otomi's appetite whetted her appetite.
Seeing that the atmosphere at the table was very gloomy, Xu Shu kicked Fu Lingzhi under the table. He was in the mood to eat and impatiently picked up a handful of vegetables from a plate in front of him and threw it into Yinmi's bowl, "
Eat. Eat more."
She stared at the dish that was thrown out of her bowl without moving. Fu Lingzhi didn't know what was wrong, so he asked, "Why don't you eat it?"
Yinmi knew that Fu Lingzhi had received the old lady's look, so he felt embarrassed. She lowered her head, picked up a mouthful, put it into her mouth, took a deep breath, and swallowed it with a frown.
Fu Lingzhi saw her wrinkled face, suddenly remembered, grabbed her bowl, and picked out the onions one by one. The way he held the chopsticks was very nice, with clear joints and long and slender fingertips.
Otoya saw him stuffing all the onions in her bowl into his mouth, his cheeks bulging so much that she couldn't help but laugh, and then she blushed again when she thought of her mother-in-law watching from the side.
Fu Lingzhi was not good at romance, his temper was unstable, and his thoughts were unpredictable, but he always made her feel a little comfortable in certain details, and it was natural for him to do such thoughtful things.
Seeing the looks of the young couple, Xu Shu felt instantly better.
After eating, the three of them sat on the sofa. Although Otoya wanted to go upstairs, her mother-in-law didn't say anything and she was too embarrassed to leave.
Fu Lingzhi was very close to her, and his strong breath penetrated into her nose. His hand played rhythmically on her arm, which was a sign of his impatience.
"Yinmi, how are you doing lately? Are you tired from work?" Xu Shu asked.
"It's pretty good." Otoya didn't expect that level.
Fu Lingzhi pinched the back of her hand gently, and as soon as Otomi lowered her head, she looked into his smiling eyes. His thin lips were slightly raised, and his resolute chin was raised.
Yinmi looked at it for a long time before realizing that he was reminding her. She remembered that what Xu Shu really cared about was never her body.