After being reborn, I decisively broke off my engagement and married a cold-faced military young mas

Chapter 588

Lin Yuyao smiled and said, "We will definitely tell you if there is anything wrong."

She patted Lin Yuyao's hand and said "good" three times.

Luo Feng was also a first-time mother-in-law and was always afraid of not doing a good job.

Because she knows that times have changed, and nowadays, mothers-in-law can no longer treat their daughters-in-law like servants in feudal society.

Besides, her daughter-in-law is very capable; she has her own company at a young age, and it's quite well-known.

If she doesn't come, she's afraid her daughter-in-law and her own family will have objections. What if they say, "You're pregnant and your mother-in-law didn't come to take care of you"? Who can she complain to then?

Since they don't usually live together, the saying "distant fragrance smells better than close fragrance" applies to them, and she thinks highly of this daughter-in-law.

It's good to talk things out.

Oh dear, I'm so tired.

Everyone is tired.

Grandpa came by car; Fu Wen drove, and it took them a whole day to get there.

Lin Yuyao and Fu Huaiyi planned to cook a large feast to entertain them.

Fu Huaiyi can already cook, but his skills are so-so; he can only cook some simple dishes.

Lin Yuyao had to cook the main dishes.

Luo Feng was always the assistant; she didn't know how to do much, but she nagged a lot.

They felt that it was unreasonable to expect a pregnant woman to do all the work for such a large family, but she couldn't really help out.

Lin Yuyao: "I didn't do anything, I just cooked two dishes."

Most of the work was done by Fu Huaiyi.

The old man stood at the door, leaning on his cane, and looked at Fu Huaiyi with a smile, saying, "You're better than me. You can even cook now. I just don't know if it's edible."

Fu Huaiyi: "Grandpa, I can't guarantee the taste, but it's definitely edible."

"Okay, I'll trust you this once."

"Xiaofeng, come out here. I see you're not helping at all, and you're just causing trouble for them."

Luo Feng: "..."

"I helped them peel garlic cloves."

Fu Huaiyi pushed her and said, "Alright, alright, you can go out now. You don't need to peel it. Peeling by hand is too slow. I can peel it off with just one pat."

After it was moved out, the kitchen was finally less crowded.

Watching her son, who had never lifted a finger since childhood, busy in the kitchen wearing an apron, she felt a mix of emotions.

“Back in the day, he wouldn’t even pick up a fallen broom at home.”

The old man said, "You've become arrogant? That's all because you spoiled you."

Luo Feng: "..."

Fu Xingye: "Isn't this great? It saves us from not even knowing how the food was cooked."

Do you know how rice is cooked?

Fu Xingye: "..."

"Alright, alright, we're just here to take a look and we'll leave in a couple of days. How they live their lives is their business. They can do whatever makes them comfortable, so you should mind your own business."

"Sigh!" Luo Feng sighed and said, "I just think, since we've already made so much money, why do we still have to live a hard life? It's like forcing ourselves to suffer when we're not suffering."

The old man's life is coming to an end, and it's unknown how many more years he has left.

His understanding of life has become more nuanced.

He has experienced hardship, tasted success, and possessed power.

So what exactly constitutes good and what constitutes bad?

The hardest time was when he was a child. His family worked as long-term laborers for a landlord. They had endless work to do every day and were always hungry.

They were the ones who grew the grain and raised the pigs, yet he couldn't get a single bite. He could only watch helplessly as the landlord's son ate with grease on his face.

At that time, his biggest wish was to be able to eat a bite of meat. He also wanted to experience the feeling of eating with his mouth full of oil. He felt that this was happiness.

But now, as his life is drawing to a close, he has long been tired of eating meat.

He suddenly realized that the pancakes his mother made for him when he was a child, a mixture of wild vegetables and wheat flour, tasted even better than meat.

Unfortunately, he couldn't remember what kind of wild vegetable it was.

“I don’t like hearing that. A couple cooking together and running a household is the life of most ordinary people. You may think it’s hard work, but I see that they enjoy it.”

"Dad, who likes to do chores?"

"Hey, that's not necessarily true. There's a saying that men and women working together makes the work easier. What you see is cooking and chores, but maybe that's not what they think."

Luo Feng: "..." I can't argue with that.

Fu Xingye: "Xiaofeng, don't worry about it. They have plans for their future. Leyi bought a piece of land and is planning to build a villa. They're waiting for it."

"Huh? Where did you buy the land?"

"Over at Blue Lake, the first row is all waterfront villas, where people say they can fish right in their own backyard."

The old man listened intently, saying, "Really?"

"Yes, I've heard my older brother mention it."

"Tell her to reserve a waterfront villa for me; I want to fish in my own yard."

"Dad, there are only a few waterfront villas in total, and they've all been reserved long ago."

The old man glared at him. "Who has more influence than me? I haven't even gotten a chance yet, and someone else has already reserved it. Humph, make a call, call Leyi right now, she has to squeeze one out for me."

Fu Xingye said, "Dad, you're so old, what are you still arguing about? Isn't the big house in our hometown enough for you?"

"What do you mean? Are you saying that I don't have many years left to live, so what do I need a house for? Is that it?"

Fu Xingye said, "That's not what I meant. I just think that at your age, you can't live alone. If you want to go fishing, you can stay at your grandson's house for a few days."

"What's wrong? Did I become a father-in-law? Staying at this house for a few days and that house for a few days."

Fu Xingye: "..."

Lin Yuyao nudged Fu Huaiyi, "There's a commotion outside."

Fu Huaiyi: "Ignore them."

The old man outside gave Fu Xingye a lecture, and finally said, "If you don't want it, then don't want it. I don't care anyway."

it is finally over.

Fu Huaiyi brought the prepared dishes to the table and told them they could eat.

The six people sat around the table, which was quite large when unfolded, and it wasn't crowded at all.

Except for Fu Wen, who remained completely silent like a ghost, the rest of the family kept talking non-stop.

Both guest rooms were cleaned up, but Fu Xingye and his wife were squeezed into the small room and felt quite uncomfortable.

"How about we go to my older brother's house tomorrow night?"

Although it was agreed that the house would eventually be left to the eldest brother's family, Fu Xingye lived in that house for so many years, got married and had children there, and always had his own room.

For him, that was also his home.

"I'm fine with it, it all depends on what Dad says."

The next day, both Fu Huaiyi and Lin Yuyao had to go to work.

Fu Huaiyi offered them the key, but they refused.

"Just close the door, okay?"

"Yes."

"That's fine then. You guys go to work. We'll be leaving in a bit."

Fu Huaiyi: "They just arrived yesterday, why are they leaving today?"

Lin Yuyao: "Yes, Grandpa, please stay a few more days."

"No, we're all busy. Do you think I'd just sit here staring at Fu Wen like that?"

"And my parents too."

Fu Xingye said, "Your mother and I will visit your uncle's house for a day, and then fly to Hong Kong the day after tomorrow."

Then he looked at the old man and said, "Dad, why don't you stay with my older brother for a few days? We'll come back to pick you up in a few days."

"Go on your way."

So he said he'd come over to stay for a few days, but would leave after just one day.