Mother Yu laughed at her words.
Yeah, youâre always so good at talking, I enjoy chatting with you. Letâs go and chat outside.â
Up until this moment of chatting with Xiao Qian, Mother Yu hadnât realized the severity of the issue. She thought her child was just temporarily unable to sleep, and with Xiao Qianâs impressive skills, she believed it would be resolved in no time.
Mother Yu and Xiao Qian left the room and saw the two brothers in the study, seemingly getting addicted to drinking. Yu Minglang couldnât drink a drop throughout the year, but today was his happy day, so he enjoyed himself happily with his elder brother.
Mother Yu originally wanted to chat with Xiao Qian about Ming Xiâs insomnia, but she didnât think it was a serious matter. She treated it like a headache, cold, or fever. Watching her sons drinking happily, she tied her apron and entered the kitchen, wanting to cook some dishes for them personally.
âXiao Qian, come and help me wash the vegetables. Letâs chat while we cook.â Mother Yu didnât treat Xiao Qian as an outsider, asking her to help in the kitchen. Cooking with her daughter-in-law was a little wish in this old ladyâs heart, especially since she has a kitchen-illiterate daughter, and her eldest daughter-in-law is always very busy. She placed her hopes on Xiao Qian.
Xiao Qian helped wash the vegetables, seeing Mother Yuâs delighted expression. She organized her thoughts, deciding not to reveal the truth to Mother Yu and instead listen to what she has to say.
âAunt, is Ming Xi a very self-oriented person?â
âYou mean, is she opinionated? Of course, she is. In our family, even with so many men, none of them have as strong opinions as her. She has always been like this since she was young â she resolutely refuses to do what she doesnât like, no matter what. I remember buying clothes for her. If she didnât like the style, she wouldnât wear it, even when a single piece of clothing costed us a weekâs salary. No matter how much I tried to persuade her, she wouldnât budge.â
Thinking of those past stories, Mother Yu felt both amused and frustrated.
In the end, those clothes were left untouched. Ming Xi disliked them and wouldnât wear them even if she were scolded or punished. This girl has a stubborn personality that doesnât change easily.
No wonder she couldnât sleep⦠During the conversation with Ming Xi, Xiao Qian had already sensed that her Big Sister-in-law had a completely different personality from Ming Lang.
It is said that twins have opposite personalities â one is quiet, while the other is active. In their past lives, both Yu Minglang and Yu Mingxi were single, but Ming Xiâs single life was different from Ming Langâs.
Yu Minglang was searching for Xiao Qian, he had emotional cleanliness, and couldnât stand anyone except Xiao Qian. However, Yu Mingxi was evidently on another extreme.
As Xiao Qian pondered, Mother Yu thought she was still upset about the incident during the engagement banquet and tried to comfort her.
âXiao Qian, Ming Xi can sometimes be too direct in her actions. She was wrong today, and Iâll have a talk with her after she wakes up. You shouldnât hold a grudge against her because of this.â
Xiao Qian shook her head, âI donât care about that. I thinkâAunt, I believe Ming Xiâs insomnia is caused by excessive tension. She is currently in a highly suppressed state, and for now, I cannot determine whether itâs pressure from her workplace or something else.â
What could make a woman with excellent conditions in all aspects feel such tremendous pressure, even to the point of developing psychological problems? Xiao Qian was puzzled.
Yu Mingxi was called Little Princess, and that was no exaggeration. She had the qualifications for it. So, what could make a woman who grew up in such an environment feel stressed, even to the point of losing sleep?
âReally? She would tell me if she had any problems. I havenât heard her mention anything else.â Mother Yu paused in cutting the vegetables.
âWhen I was helping her sleep hypnotically just now, I gave her a suggestion: to turn her stress into something tangible, manifesting it in her dreams. When she wakes up later, can you ask her what she dreamed about?â
Xiao Qian felt that Ming Xi wasnât so close to her yet, so it would be better for Mother Yu to ask her certain things.
âAlright, Iâll ask her.â Hearing Xiao Qianâs seriousness, Mother Yu also took this matter to heart.
âMom, Iâm hungry.â Yu Minglang shouted, having drunk a bellyful of alcohol at the engagement banquet and feeling hungry once he returned home.
âWe have rice balls; do you want some?â Mother Yu asked.
âIâll make do with it. Iâm not picky and easy to please.â
Mother Yu laughed, âLook at his attitude.â
There were some colorful rice balls she made earlier in the fridge. Mother Yu took them out, about to cook them for her son, when Ming Xi appeared at the doorway, yawning.
âGive me a bowl tooâhey, youâre pretty good, managing to get me to sleep for
2 hours.â Ming Xi said to Xiao Qian.
She hadnât been this relaxed in a long time. Her youngest brotherâs fiancee was really something.
Seeing her daughter awake, Mother Yu remembered Xiao Qianâs instructions and handed Xiao Qian the rice ball bag.
âXiao Qian, you cook this. I need to talk to Ming Xi about some things.â Mother Yu heeded Xiao Qianâs words, needing to ask her daughter what she had dreamt about. Xiao Qian had spoken so solemnly that Mother Yu realized this matter might not be as relaxed as she initially thought. She needed to act quickly.
In this case, cooking rice balls was naturally entrusted to Xiao Qian.
Usually, Mother Yu was too embarrassed to ask Xiao Qian to do anything, but they were now engaged and considered family. Mother Yu didnât treat Xiao Qian as an outsider; if she was too polite to the girl, it would make her feel less at home.
Xiao Qian looked troubled as she held the rice ball bag, her head swamped.
If only Mother Yu had given her a broom insteadâ¦
Itâs not that sheâs delicate because Mother Yu made her cook rice balls, she understood that Mother Yu treated her as one of their own, butâ
she had to know how to cook, right?
Watching Xiao Qian stare rigidly at the rice ball bag, Ming Xi raised her eyebrows.
âMom, she doesnât know how to cook, does she?â
Indeed, I donât know how! Xiao Qian roared inwardly.
Just recently, playboy Chen Zilong exposed her old habits and told everyone about how she fried rice balls and they got stuck to the ceiling. Now Mother Yu was giving her rice balls again, and Xiao Qian couldnât shake the feeling that her perfect image before the Yu family might be ruined by this bag of rice balls.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Xiao Qian looked pitifully at Mother Yu, hoping she would change her mind.
However, Mother Yu, who was usually considerate, seemed to be out of sync with Xiao Qianâs thoughts today.
When her daughter questioned her, Mother Yu unhesitatingly refuted her.
âDo you think Xiao Qian is like you? She doesnât even know how to cook rice balls! Hers turn into a sesame paste soup! Xiao Qian is very capable, you should learn from her!â
⦠Future mother-in-law, you donât have to give me such high praise, I probablyâ¦canât even make a sesame paste, Xiao Qian thought as she watched Mother Yu and Ming Xi recede, looking forlorn.
However, it seemed that Mother Yu hadnât picked up on Xiao Qianâs inner melancholy. She hurried off to complete Xiao Qianâs assigned task.
Xiao Qian stood in the kitchen with the rice ball bag, feeling a cold breeze passing through..