When Yang Mingpeng saw his father serving soup to his mother, he also started shouting, "I want some soup too!"

With a smile, Bai Xi negotiated with him, "The soup is still hot. Why don't you finish the rice in your bowl first, and then drink the soup?"

"okay!"

After the family of three finished their meal happily, Yang Zhi conscientiously cleaned up the kitchen, then washed the dishes and mopped the floor.

He knew in his heart that Bai Xi liked to cook, but disliked cleaning up the mess afterward.

As for Bai Xi and Ming Ming, they comfortably lay on the sofa and watched TV as soon as they finished eating.

The expressions and movements of the mother and son are practically identical; such perfect harmony has been formed in just over three months.

Yang Zhi's last action was to bring over a plate of fruit and pastries for the mother and son.

These are white fruits after meals. Yang Zhi wondered, where did all the nutrients from eating so many fruits and snacks after meals go?

She looks thin, but her face is round and chubby, with fair skin—a typical baby face.

That little face was only the size of a palm, always chubby, making her look especially young.

When Yang Mingpeng saw his father bringing over fruit, he waved his little hand and said, "Dad, I want to eat an apple too! Bring it to me quickly!"

The fair-skinned man cupped his small face and teased him, "You're quite good at ordering your dad around. Did you always do this before?"

Yang Mingpeng blinked his big eyes, looking at his mother with a cute expression. Bai Xi then asked him, "Did you say thank you to Dad?"

Mingpeng shook his head. "No."

"Since Dad brought you the apple, shouldn't we thank him?"

With a flushed face, Mingpeng crawled out of his mother's arms and, like a little monkey, "whoosh," jumped into his father's arms, who had just sat down on the sofa next to him. He buried his face in Yang Zhi's chest and said in a muffled voice, "Thank you, Dad."

Yang Zhi looked at his son's little face, which was as red as an apple from being amused; he was incredibly cute.

He looked at his fair skin, then at his son, and in the slightly cramped living room, an unprecedented sense of satisfaction welled up in his heart, and he was also immersed in this warm atmosphere.

This is the kind of marital relationship he's always dreamed of: coming home every day to a gentle and virtuous wife, a well-behaved and adorable child, and delicious-smelling food. Although the house isn't big, it's filled with warmth.

After dinner, his wife and young son played around him, and he thoroughly enjoyed the happy time with his family of three.

However, when he saw the woman next to him with a smile on her face but an unusually calm look in her eyes, he couldn't help but feel a sense of defeat.

She... didn't seem to have any particular thoughts about herself.

It was all just wishful thinking on his part.

Hu Qiaosheng had been away for more than two months. As soon as he returned, he couldn't wait to go straight home.

When Hu's mother saw him pulling a suitcase, she asked in surprise, "Why are you back so soon? Didn't you go home?"

"Why would I go back home? This is my home! Aren't you happy to see your son back?"

As Hu Qiaosheng spoke, without waiting for his mother's reply, he pulled his suitcase past her and strode into the house.

As soon as he entered the house, he was stunned by the messy furniture in the living room. The decoration style was also very strange, neither fish nor fowl, and the things were placed in a mess.

His old rented room was spotless, everything was neatly arranged, and he knew exactly where everything was. If he wanted to find something, he could just go to the designated spot.

Hu Qiaosheng couldn't stand it any longer and turned to his mother, yelling, "Mom, if you don't know how to decorate this villa, why don't you just hire a designer? You've ruined a perfectly good villa like this!"

When Hu's mother saw that her son had finally returned home, she found fault with everything he did and got so angry that she grabbed a broom and started hitting him.

When Hu Qiaosheng saw that his mother was about to attack, he took off running upstairs. By this time, he was stronger, and he carried the large suitcase upstairs in a flash.

After his mother finished cooking dinner, he slowly went downstairs to eat.

Looking at the table full of his favorite dishes, all looking and smelling delicious, he felt very happy.

Although he was carefree, he was, after all, the only male among the younger generation of the Hu family, and his uncle and father still had high hopes for him.

So his childhood wasn't easy either. But he's a straightforward person and doesn't mince words. He does whatever his dad and uncle ask him to do.

If you don't say what's on your mind, he won't understand what you mean. That's why Hu's father and uncle have been worried sick about him since he was little.

As he grew up, he couldn't do well in his studies or learn a trade. In the end, he had no choice but to be kicked out to make a living as soon as he came of age.

Mr. Hu hoped that his son would mature and become more shrewd after experiencing life in society, but all their efforts were in vain.

He had only been working away from home for a short time when he returned with his girlfriend and said he wanted to get married.

Hu's father and uncle had also given up hope on him, thinking that it would be good for him to get married and have children as soon as possible, and they would just wait to hold their grandson.

Who would have thought that right after they got married, the Hu family would have a stroke of good luck and become a recipient of land expropriation compensation, since the two houses were adjacent and occupied a huge area.

So they received a lot of houses and compensation for the demolition. When they thought about how much money their family suddenly had, they quickly called Hu Qiaosheng back. Anyway, their family was rich now, so it didn't matter if they didn't work.

Unfortunately, the women in the family are not easy to deal with. They don't get along with their daughter-in-law and constantly set rules for Bai Xi. But Bai Xi is not someone to be trifled with.

They argue every three days and have a big fight every five days; it's really outrageous.

In the end, Bai Xi simply went out to rent a place to live, saying that she would rather die than take anything from the Hu family or live in their house.

There was nothing they could do. A relative of Uncle Hu's had a child who owned a barbershop, and they heard that it was quite profitable and the business was doing well.

So he asked Hu Qiaosheng to come to his shop to learn, so that he could open his own shop after he had learned it. Unfortunately, the boy studied for five or six years and had acquired the skills.

But when asked to work alone, he said he was afraid of not doing a good job, that he was afraid of everything.

He came home two months ago, saying he was going to study at some school so he could open his own shop when he returned.

As soon as Hu Ma saw that he was back, she knew he was going to work on his own, so she specially made a lot of delicious food to cheer him up.

Hu's father: "You've finally come back for a visit, go and call your uncle and your brother-in-law to come and have dinner together."

Hu Qiaosheng, who was about to sit down to eat, looked at his father in confusion. "I'm not a guest, and I don't live far from home. I can come home anytime I want. Why did you call them over?"

Looking at his son's silly appearance, Mr. Hu couldn't bear to look at him and was too lazy to explain so much to him. How can relatives be close if they don't visit each other more often?

"Just go when I tell you to. Why are you asking so many questions? Just do what others tell you. It's pointless for me to answer all your questions."

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