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This phone call was a waste; not only did it not bring Mina over, but it also made her laugh again and again. When she finally hung up, she said to me, "Don't worry, I'll come see you in a couple of days. Even if I go out to play, I won't go far. Anyway, when you give birth, I'll definitely be there like the child's father."
"Go to hell! How can you be the child's father? Do you have a little brother?" I shouted into the phone, extremely angry.
Mina burst into laughter on the other end and seriously warned me, "You better not say that again. If Xiao Minxing and his mom hear it, they'll think something's wrong with you. They don't know who is on this side of the phone."
I really couldn't do anything about her, so I hung up. However, I felt uneasy and walked back and forth in the Bedroom alone.
When my Mother-in-law came over to call me for fruit soup, I almost screamed in surprise, which startled her as well. She looked at me and asked, "What's wrong?"
I awkwardly smiled and couldn't say I wasn't eating, so I tried to act nonchalant and went to the dining room.
Actually, it was quite delicious; I didn't know what she put in it, but it had more fragrance than what Sister Liu made.
Just as I was finishing up, my mother-in-law came out of the kitchen and said, "I added a few crushed nuts in there for some flavor. I wasn't sure if you'd like it; mainly, I saw you didn't eat anything this morning, so I wanted to make up for it now."
"Mom, I like it. You made it really well." I said this sincerely.
She nodded in satisfaction and then went back to the kitchen to do other things.
After finishing my meal and returning the bowl, I stood by her side watching her wash vegetables and prepare Lunch.
She suggested several times that I go outside to look at the Computer Screen, but when she saw that I wasn't leaving, she changed her mind and said, "Let's have dumplings for lunch. I saw that Sister Liu left quite a bit of meat in the fridge."
I nodded and said, "Okay, Xiao Minxing loves them."
She responded with an "Mm," then seriously washed and chopped the vegetables before going to mix the meat. It didn't seem like she was inexperienced; did the Xiao Family usually have her cook?
She quickly answered my question: "Your dad is very picky about food; he always complains that the nanny's cooking doesn't suit his taste. So when he's home, I occasionally cook too, but I've been doing it less and less these past few years."
"Oh, so your cooking skills must be better than theirs?" I asked softly.
Mother-in-law smiled slightly, but her smile resembled Xiao Minxing's smile from before, just a mere tug at the corners of her mouth, not genuine at all, merely a response to the topic.
Her voice was gentle and calm, lacking the coldness in Xiao Minxing's words, so it wasn't too bad.
"Not really, everyone has different tastes. I think what they made is quite good."
I didn't know what else to say; after all, I usually cooked poorly. I used to be worse than Xiao Minxing, and after Sister Liu came, I hadn't cooked even once, relying on others for everything.
The meat grinder made a dull sound as my mother-in-law watched while preparing the vegetables she had just cut on the other side.
Occasionally, she glanced at me when turning her head, her gaze devoid of any emotion, like a mechanical person called over by Xiao Minxing, with no feelings between us at all.
Close contact always allows for better understanding. Seeing my mother-in-law like this made me feel even worse. I couldn't figure out what she had been through; on the surface, she appeared relatively calm, but her eyes seemed distant from everyone, making it impossible to see what she was thinking.
At noon, Xiao Minxing didn't come back and called to say he had something urgent to attend to and that we shouldn't wait for him.
My mother-in-law put the wrapped dumplings in the freezer and only boiled a bowl for me while she drank half a bowl of dumpling soup and ate a bit of steamed bread and vegetables.
I was almost going crazy. Looking at her, I asked, "Mom, why aren't you eating dumplings?"
She replied lightly, "I don't like them. The soup is quite good; you should eat up. I'll serve you half a bowl later; you can't just eat dry food."
I almost blurted out that if she didn't eat dumplings, why make them? It felt like I was abusing her—sitting there eating while asking my mother-in-law to drink soup. What kind of operation was this? Although there were no outsiders at home, I still felt extremely uncomfortable inside.
When Xiao Minxing returned in the evening, I finally couldn't hold back and told him about it.
Xiao Minxing sat silently for a while and comforted me by saying, "It's fine; let her eat whatever she likes. If you feel bad about it, I'll talk to her later."
My mother-in-law was currently staying in our guest room, so after leaving me, Xiao Minxing went into her room.
I didn't hear what they talked about, but they chatted for quite a long time.
When Xiao Minxing came out, he advised me, "I mainly worried about you being home alone, which is why I asked her to come over. Besides, she cooks quite well. If you feel uneasy about it, just move around the house more often; otherwise, you can stay in the Bedroom and only come out during meal times."
I looked at him awkwardly and said, "Xiao Minxing, she is my mom. I feel very uncomfortable waiting at home for her to take care of me."
He touched my hand and said, "I'm just here to keep you company. Besides, many women have their mothers-in-law and mothers with them during childbirth. I'll try to shorten the time and come back early before the New Year, okay?"
Well, what else could I say? After all, I was the one who agreed to it first.
Mina was right; sometimes I think I'm very smart, but in reality, my mind has gaps. Otherwise, how could I have thought that when my mother-in-law arrived, we could have a chat like what we see on the Computer Screen, and I could also learn some news about the Xiao Family?
I completely forgot that this mother-in-law is different from others, and the Xiao Family is not like any other family.
The next morning, when Xiao Minxing got up, I followed suit. It was clear he wanted to say a few words of advice but ultimately held back. After we all had breakfast together, he took his things and went to the office while my mother-in-law returned to the kitchen to wash up.
To prove that I still had some use, I threw the clothes that Xiao Minxing and I had changed out of yesterday into the washing machine. Before I could even fill it with water, my mother-in-law came in and busily said, "Just leave it there; I'll do it."
"No need, Mom. This is fine," I quickly pressed the switch and adjusted the water level to prevent her from interfering.
She glanced down at the underwear and socks pulled out of the basket and said, "Then don't touch these; I'll wash the dishes and come over."
I knew arguing with her was pointless, so I just agreed. Once she left, I hurriedly closed the bathroom door and scrambled inside to wash everything.
Clearly in my own home, clearly washing my own clothes, yet I felt like a thief—what a situation!
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