The rural doctor is busy with farming, and her abstinent husband can't bear it

Jiang Xunzhong and Fang Qin on the side also showed surprise on their faces and exchanged incredulous looks, as if asking: What play is this?

"mother……"

Xie Xinghua stammered, and was about to open her mouth to find a suitable excuse to refuse, but before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Zhao's rapid-fire words.

"Oh, my child, I admit that I was wrong in the past. I was too harsh on you and made you suffer too much. But after all, our family is not really divided into several parts, right? I was blind before. I always thought that Changping and Ziling were burdens and was too harsh on you. Now I understand that it was me, an old woman, who was wrong. Can you forgive me for being so foolish?"

There was a hint of pleading and self-blame in Zhao's words, which made people feel emotional.

Xie Xinghua was stunned on the spot, confusion written all over her face.

However, Fang Qin, with her usual keen sense, sensed the subtlety in this.

This old woman has always been thoughtful, and her sudden change today must have other intentions.

In the main house, the male owner has been ill for a long time. Xie Xinghua is an orphan and a widow, and she has to take care of three girls alone. It is obviously not a wealthy place.

Fang Qin sneered in her heart, but the situation in the second house was quite different. It was obvious that the old woman was targeting that place.

Thinking of this, Fang Qin sneered secretly.

At first, the old woman despised others for being useless and kicked them out without mercy.

Now, seeing that others are living a comfortable life, they disregard their dignity and try to get a piece of the pie under the banner of being a family.

However, if this is true, I can also benefit from it.

After all, the fragrance wafting from the second room from time to time has already made people feel itchy.

So Fang Qin lowered her head, hugged the baby tightly in her arms, and chose to remain silent.

Jiang Xunzhong mistakenly thought that his efforts had worked, and quickly agreed: "Yes, sister-in-law, mother is right. We are all a family connected by blood, and we should be reunited. Let the misunderstandings of the past go with the wind. Let the children come out and we will have dinner together."

Xie Xinghua is gentle and timid. Even though she is full of doubts, she can only follow the arrangements of her elders.

She put down the dishes in her hands, slowly walked into the house, and gently called the children's names.

Soon, the three daughters came to the dining table one by one like little birds and sat down in turn.

While guiding her, Xie Xinghua secretly observed Zhao's expression.

When Zhao's gaze swept across Daya, there seemed to be a momentary haze in her eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a loving smile.

"It was grandma's fault that I didn't let you sit at the same table with the adults. Now I know I was wrong. A family should be together and happy. Come, sit down, eat as you like, don't be restrained."

Although Zhao's words seemed a little powerless, they were like a spring breeze, warm and kind to the children.

The children felt mixed emotions as they listened to these sudden words of warmth.

They privately believed that it was the departure of the third uncle that touched grandma's heart, causing this usually stern old lady to change so much.

Although they were still a little wary, they could not resist the temptation of family warmth and sat down cautiously one by one.

Different from Daya and Erya who were cautious, Sanya was particularly clever. She held a pair of chopsticks in her hands like small weapons and took the lead to start the battle.

Although my mother's cooking skills cannot compare with my second aunt's, at such a rare reunion moment, being able to sit around the dinner table and feel the warmth of home, even with the simplest food, is far better than hiding in the room alone and chewing cold, hard food.

At least, at this moment, their stomachs and hearts are warm, real and satisfied.

Moreover, every dish on the table exuded an attractive luster, like a carefully arranged exhibition of trophies. It was no longer like the past. Xie Xinghua could only shyly put out a few tasteless cabbages and a few light green vegetables. The quantity was so small that it was unbearable to look at. After each meal, everyone's face was filled with regret.

Now, this sumptuous banquet seems to be a gorgeous counterattack against the poor times in the past.

Sanya's eating posture, which devoured everything in her mouth, with her chopsticks flying across the plate like shuttles, made Daya and Erya's throats tighten involuntarily. Then they were also infected by the irresistible appetite, and they picked up their bowls and threw themselves into the battle for the food without hesitation.

Fang Qin curled her lips, her face full of disdain and contempt, and spat lightly: "Your eating manners are as ugly as the reincarnation of a hungry ghost. How can you be a gentleman at all?"

As soon as these words came out, Daya and Erya, who were immersed in the ocean of food, immediately restrained their actions, and a hint of awkwardness and tension suddenly filled the air.

But San Ya didn't care. She picked up a bunch of fresh green vegetables and handed it to Fang Qin's bowl with a smile, saying in a clear voice: "Aunt San, don't be polite. Eat more, otherwise you will become as thin as a ghost."

Fang Qin was choked when she heard this and didn't know how to respond. She just stared at San Ya blankly and opened her lips slightly: "You..."

Just when Fang Qin was about to get angry, Zhao intervened at the right time, her voice full of unquestionable majesty: "Okay, when you eat, use your mouth to eat, and don't say unlucky words."

Today, Zhao rarely showed favor to Fang Qin and handed over some small change. Fang Qin was able to suppress the resentment in her heart and it did not explode further.

She glared at San Ya fiercely, then lowered her head and immersed herself in the comfort of food, as if this was the only way to temporarily forget the unhappiness in her heart.

Witnessing the lively scene of children fighting for food, Xie Xinghua knew that if she was a step slower, even the bottom of the plate would be licked clean by this group of "little foodies".

While she looked at the children wolfing down their food with a distressed look, she quietly observed the changes in Zhao's expression.

Although the corners of Zhao's mouth twitched slightly, she tried hard to put on a tolerant smile: "Children are in the critical period of growth, so their appetites are naturally huge."

Indeed, the delicious dishes on the table disappeared between Zhao and Jiang Xunzhong's bowls and plates without much delay.

Sensing the subtle change in her mother-in-law's attitude, Xie Xinghua quickly put down her bowl and chopsticks, and said tentatively, "Mom, it looks like I need to prepare more food tomorrow."

Zhao answered without hesitation: "Well, ask your father to go to the market tomorrow to buy a few pounds of fresh pork, so that the children can have a better diet."

This sudden concern made Xie Xinghua a little unbelievable for a moment, and she couldn't help wondering: Could it be that her mother-in-law came to her senses after losing her beloved son and decided to turn over a new leaf and become a kind and amiable person?

This thought made Xie Xinghua feel a secret joy in her heart. If things really developed in this way, then her and her children's lives might be smoother in the future.