Aunt Luo’s cooking was excellent.
She had stewed a chicken again that morning.
By noon, Su Yun was drinking the chicken soup.
"How does it taste?" Aunt Luo asked.
Su Yun praised, "Aunt Luo, your cooking is amazing, truly excellent."
Aunt Luo was also quite pleased. "I’m just glad you like it. In a few days, I’ll cook some other dishes for you. Oh, right, I’ll make you fish soup tonight. I saw Mr. Qin bought a live fish, and it’s still swimming around!"
"Everyone thought a cold person like Mr. Qin wouldn’t dote on his wife, but who would have thought? He’s actually very considerate about everything."
The remark made Su Yun’s hand pause slightly as she was drinking her soup.
’He really is quite thoughtful and generous, too.’
*
「The Qin Family Residence, Beijing City」
"What? Qin Zhicheng’s wife is in her postpartum confinement at the base? He has a son?" Mrs. Qin was shocked. "Are you saying we have a grandson?"
Mr. Qin nodded. "Yes."
"Heavens, is this real?" Mrs. Qin could hardly believe her ears. "What in the world happened? How could he just suddenly have a son out of nowhere?"
Mr. Qin gave his wife a speechless look. "What do you mean, ’suddenly’? Didn’t he register his marriage a long time ago?"
Mrs. Qin: ...?
If he hadn’t brought it up, she would have almost forgotten that her eldest son had mentioned it ten months ago.
No, wait. The last time he said he was married—she had assumed it was a lie he’d made up to avoid getting married.
"Wait a minute. Even if he was married, shouldn’t he have told us about his wife’s pregnancy long before now? That boy... he didn’t even bother to tell us something so important."
Mr. Qin also felt his son was in the wrong.
Since his wife was pregnant, he should have at least said something to them.
That way, they could have prepared.
Mrs. Qin suddenly thought of something. "And another thing, was it him who called you?"
"No, it was Old Liu. He called to congratulate me—" At the time, he had been utterly baffled.
Of course, once the initial shock wore off, he’d assumed Old Liu was just joking with him.
Mrs. Qin was furious. "That bastard, Qin Zhicheng! His wife has already given birth, and he didn’t even call home? What is his wife going to think of us, her in-laws?"
’Will our daughter-in-law think we have no manners?’
’Will she think we’re unhappy with her?’
’Otherwise, why wouldn’t her in-laws have made any gesture at all, even after she’s given birth?’
"This won’t do. I’m going to chew that little bastard out."
Mr. Qin was also quite angry with his eldest son.
’He’s usually so meticulous. How could he be so unreliable when it comes to this?’
’He just gave a simple notice about his marriage—and we didn’t take it seriously.’
’Now his daughter-in-law has had a baby, and he still doesn’t call home.’
"Come on, I have to go to them right now. How can our daughter-in-law have a proper postpartum confinement in those family quarters? Who’s there to take care of her? I have to go."
Mrs. Qin’s emotions were a turbulent mess.
Mr. Qin agreed that they should go.
"Then you should pack. We’ll leave tomorrow morning—"
"Why wait until tomorrow morning? Can’t we leave this afternoon?" Mrs. Qin was incredibly impatient.
She was desperate to see her daughter-in-law and her new grandson as soon as possible.
Seeing how anxious she was, Mr. Qin tried to reason with her. "We can’t go empty-handed. You should go to the store this afternoon and buy some gifts for our daughter-in-law. Also, she needs a lot of nutrition for her postpartum recovery, so buy plenty of nourishing supplements and things. After all, they don’t have the same selection of goods there as we have here."
His words snapped Mrs. Qin back to her senses. She slapped her forehead.
"You’re right, I almost forgot! Right, right, right. We can’t go empty-handed. We have to buy plenty of things for our daughter-in-law and grandson. I’ll go shopping right now."
She couldn’t just give them money; other things had to be bought as well.