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Several people, still feeling the joy of the conversation, ended up eating two more bowls of rice. Yu Songyu was also enjoying herself in their company, feeling no sense of unfamiliarity at all. However, looking at the heaping bowl of rice in front of her, she found herself in a dilemma. If she ate it, she truly couldn't finish it; if she didn't eat it, she couldn't bear to waste food!
Gu Ting noticed this and smiled slightly. He took Yu Songyu's bowl and transferred a large portion of rice into his own bowl before placing it back in front of her. "How about this? Is it enough to eat?"
"Yes, yes, yes! It's enough!" Yu Songyu looked at Gu Ting with grateful eyes. What a delightful person he was! Not only was he understanding, but he also knew how to help her out of a tough spot.
Seeing their interaction, Gu Dad and Yu Ba exchanged smiles, secretly pleased. These two kids were just like they were when they were young; it seemed that becoming in-laws was just around the corner!
Yu Ba first dropped off the Gu father and son before taking his daughter home. He felt that his daughter seemed less close to him this time than before. He wondered if it was because she had grown up and become more independent or if he had done something wrong that made her feel distant.
Through the rearview mirror, Yu Xinbei secretly glanced at Yu Songyu. "Xiao Yu," he said, "I know I'm getting older, and my thoughts may not be as advanced as yours young people. If I ever do anything wrong, just tell me directly; I will definitely correct it!"
Yu Xinbei's gaze was as firm as steel; he had only this one daughter and did not want his little cotton-padded jacket to feel neglected!
Yu Songyu was quite surprised by what Yu Xinbei said. She hadn't expected her father from this era to be so open-minded and even take the initiative to apologize to his daughter. Suddenly, she felt a lot more fondness for him. But why did he say that? Was it because she wasn't close enough to him?
"Dad, you haven't done anything wrong! I'm just tired from the ride; please don't think too much about it!" Yu Songyu quickly closed her eyes, pretending to be very tired to avoid any awkwardness.
Yu Ba glanced at Yu Songyu again and saw her resting with her eyes closed in the back seat. He thought perhaps he was overthinking things after all. In modern times, having a father figure like him—though not very competent—was still a blessing in life.
But now, suddenly being asked to call others "Mom" and "Dad," she really needed some time to adjust. The car stopped at the entrance of a family courtyard, and along the way home, people greeted each other continuously.
Fortunately, Yu Songyu was not socially anxious; she politely responded to everyone who came up to greet her.
"Old Yu, your daughter is here! She’s even prettier than before!"
"Oh, Xiao Yu has come! Are you here for the New Year?"
"My goodness, it hasn’t been long since we last saw each other, and look how beautiful Xiao Yu has grown! Aunt Wang must have told you how lovely you are!"
Yu Songyu smiled awkwardly but politely and quickly followed Yu Fu upstairs.
"Mom, I’m here!"
Yu Songyu called out as she remembered, but Lao Yu Zhijing felt something was off. If she acted too differently from before, it might raise suspicions with her father. To avoid unnecessary trouble, she decided to keep up the act.
"Xiao Yu, my Xiao Yu is here?"
A woman in an apron rushed out from the kitchen, holding a spatula. She looked to be in her forties or fifties but appeared well-preserved and still charming. It was clear that she must have been a beauty in her youth.
The woman quickly walked over and shoved the spatula into Old Yu's hands.
"Stir the pot; don’t let the food burn!"
She wiped her hands on her apron and then pulled Yu Songyu close, inspecting her from head to toe.
"Oh dear, my Xiao Yu has lost weight! You’ve really suffered!"
As she spoke, her voice choked up and her eyes turned red.
Yu Songyu was startled by the woman’s reaction. How long had it been? How much weight could she have possibly lost?
"Mom, could it be that I just... uh, grew up? The baby fat is gone?"
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