"Oh!" Wu Qiyi gladly accepted, while you shrugged your shoulders.
However, at this mont, the conversation between Wu Qiyi and your mother almost made you stumble.
"Mom, it’s only been a few days since I last saw you, how co your skin suddenly got so much better, soft and smooth, at least a decade younger!"
"Is that so?" Your mother paused for a mont, smiled, and said, "That must be your dad’s nourishnt."
"Bang!"
The sound of a collision suddenly ca, followed by your cry of pain: "Ouch!"
After entering the room, your father sat earnestly in his old spot reading the newspaper, while you sat next to him and said, "Dad, your hand is trembling slightly?"
"Ahem, maybe I’ve read too much newspaper." Your father pretended to be calm.
However, as soon as your mother, who had just entered the kitchen, heard this, she imdiately poked her head out, looked at your father, and said, "Hmm, in that case, it seems we’ll have to buy so chives and yam tomorrow."
You and Wu Qiyi exchanged a glance and couldn’t help but burst out laughing. Such parents were quite peculiar.
After bustling around for a while, the family gathered together to enjoy dinner.
Seeing such a warm scene, Wu Qiyi suddenly spoke, "It would be so great if we could always be like this."
"Silly girl, isn’t that just saying the obvious?" Your mother laughed as she gently patted the back of Wu Qiyi’s hand.
Your father said cluelessly, "After Little Yun gets married, she can still co back to visit often, as long as she doesn’t go abroad, everything can be arranged."
"Dad, I’m only twenty-six, there’s no rush."
"Twenty-six isn’t young anymore, your mom and I back then..."
Your father was halfway through his sentence when your mother shoved a chicken leg in his mouth, rolling her eyes at him and saying, "No talking at the table, are you wasting your ti as a professor?"
"Hey, hehe." In front of your mother, your father was always submissive.
Afterward, your mother kept staring at you without saying a word.
Wu Qiyi, who’d been watching for a while, quietly asked your mother, "Mom, what’s up?"
"Li Muyun." Your mother finally spoke.
"Yes." You quickly responded, imitating your father with a smiley face.
Your mother glared with apricot eyes, imdiately banging the table, "I’ve been watching you for almost three minutes, and you’ve been burying your head, not daring to et my eyes, which ans you have sothing to hide. Spill it! What’s going on? Why does that Captain Gong Wu call you Captain, and who are your battle comrades in Yuhang City? How can he have such great power to get that scoundrel Yu Zhiyuan to release your dad so quickly?!"
At this mont, your mother was absolutely domineering, making Wu Qiyi’s eyes sparkle. This woman, to be at her level, is one in a million.
anwhile, Wu Qiyi also learned very important information from your mother, both she and your father simultaneously turned to look at you, and the interrogation began again.
This ti, unlike the first day back, now that your mother knows, there’s no hiding it, because even if he’s tight-lipped, Du Ping’an might not be! After all, your mother completely inherited her father’s domineering nature; compared to Grandpa Xiao Zhan, Du Ping’an is more afraid of your mother.
It’s known that when your mother was three, she dared to pull Du Ping’an’s beard!
"Mom, can we take this slowly, let explain it gradually?" You said hesitantly.
"Take it slowly? No problem."
"Thank you, Mom." You sighed inwardly.
"Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock. Well, three seconds have passed, you’ve taken enough ti, you can talk now."
Your face was speechless: "Can’t play like this."
"I’m your mom!"
"Yes, it’s ti for you to explain everything clearly to us." At this point, even your father wasn’t helping you.
You looked at Wu Qiyi, and she made it clear: "I’m definitely on mom’s side!"
You dropped your head, scratching your head in frustration, then said with a bitter expression: "Alright, since you all made your stance clear, I can only confess."
As you said this, you blinked, just as you were about to speak, your mother directly cut you off: "You scoundrel, if you dare to make up stories again, be careful or mom will whip you!"
Just as you were about to tell the story you’d instantly made up, you froze, sighing repeatedly, faced with such an overbearing mother, you really had no solution.
Your mother noticed this, slightly lifted her nose, and looked down at you with a supre attitude: "I raised you with my poop and pee, don’t think I can’t see through your sneaky little thoughts!"
"Mom, please give so privacy."
"Privacy, my foot!" Your mother imdiately thumped the table, "You’ve been wandering outside for six years, no trace at all, for these six years, our whole family was worried sick about you every day; now that I’ve finally found so clues, don’t expect to give up here."
Wu Qiyi chid in from the side: "Little Yun, you know mom’s personality, and we all really want to know what you’ve been through these past six years and how much hardship you’ve endured."
"Sis, I... I wasn’t suffering."
Outside, no matter how you flourish, when facing your family, your most vulnerable part is always discovered by them, because only they truly understand you and love you.
In this cycle, when you were young, your constitution wasn’t good, but you liked to ss around, so you often got injured while playing. Every ti you got hurt, your first reaction wasn’t to find your mother, but to find your sister Wu Qiyi. Because Wu Qiyi wouldn’t bla you, but comforted you gently and applied dicine, the two of you keeping it a secret from your mother.
It can be said that in your childhood, besides the one you had a lifelong promise with since childhood, the deepest impression was of Wu Qiyi.
As that person gradually disappeared from your world, Wu Qiyi’s influence on you grew stronger and stronger. In fact, none of the three present know that the reason you left six years ago wasn’t because of that person, but because of Wu Qiyi.
"Little Yunyun, mom knows her leaving was a great hurt to you, and mom doesn’t bla you for leaving without a word, but as your mother, I have the obligation and responsibility to know what you did in those past six years."
This was the first ti your mother spoke to you so earnestly, while you hung your head slightly, unsure of what to say.
In truth, your silence wasn’t due to old wounds being reopened and scabs being peeled off, but because you didn’t dare to face your own feelings.
In this cycle, Wu Qiyi is your sister, though a relative, yet lacking that bit of emotion, it made you feel a little awkward.
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