The phone rang. Xueer picked it up and looked at the number. It was very unfamiliar.
She pursed her lips and paused for a second before answering the phone.
"Girl Xue'er, I am Xiaoyan's mother. If you have time, I would like to meet you for tea."
Mother Yan has been very kind to her recently. She hummed, made an appointment for a tea, and arrived half an hour later.
After ordering a drink, Xueer sat quietly opposite Mama Yan, looking very ladylike.[
"Are you feeling well?" Mother Yan looked very kind.
Xue'er nodded: "It's okay now. Thank you Auntie for taking care of me during this time."
"I have gained some weight compared to a while ago, and my mental state is also very good. Has my little Yan bullied you recently?"
"Xiaoyan is very good to me."
He dotes on himself in every possible way, which is really, really good.
"Oh, then I can rest assured. You won't take it to heart if Auntie ever said sorry to you, right?" Mama Yan was referring to the incident with her fiancée.
Xue'er smiled slightly and quickly replied: "How could it be? Xue'er has never been angry with auntie."
Mother Yan's face was still kind, but her face changed at every turn. She changed the topic and said bitterly: "Hey, I can't control the child when he grows up. I am only a son like Xiaoyan, so it's the child's business."
I can't control it. I just hope that he will be happy in the future. If you really like each other, I will let Xiaoyan decide on the marriage as soon as possible. What do you think? There is nothing to gain when you are old. I just want to find something to hug you.
Grandson, you said that if nothing happens, I will actually have a grandson to hold in my arms in a few months."
She said it was very regretful.
However, Xue'er's lips were dyed fish white bit by bit, and the word "grandson" hurt her heart again.
She subconsciously touched her belly, feeling a bit of bitterness in her heart.
"I understand." Xue'er's voice was very low. At this moment, two middle-aged women were chatting in the seat next to her, and the voice was quite loud.
"Hey, every family has its own problems. My son is divorcing his daughter-in-law recently."
"what happened?"
"I'm sorry. It's been three years and I still haven't added a grandson to my family. Why did my son blindly marry such a woman? It's really unlucky."
When Xueer heard such words, her face became even paler.
She took a sip of her drink and chatted wordlessly with Yan's mother. She was always paying attention to her neighbor.
Their chat continued, and many stories about infertility came up at once.