Old Mrs. Qin was indeed worried. After all, Anian was not only Tingxue's son but also Gu Changwei's son.
Many sons were very much like their fathers.
Qi Zhenzhen perceived Old Mrs. Qin's worry and comforted her, "Grandmother, Anian was raised by Mother. He rarely even has time to see his father. So, you don't need to worry."
If he was like someone, he was like Madam Qin!
"I regret it now. Why did I agree to the marriage with the Gu family back then? My daughter's best years were wasted in the Gu family," Old Mrs. Qin sighed helplessly. She had only one daughter, and her marriage was so troubled; she, as a mother, felt truly distressed.
"Mother has experienced all the hardships of this life in advance, so the rest of her life will surely be smooth sailing," Qi Zhenzhen said. "So, you shouldn't worry too much. If you worry too much, Mother will feel pressured."
"Yes, yes, Zhenzhen is right. I can't show it too obviously, or she'll feel pressured," Old Mrs. Qin quickly said.
After all, just two days ago, her daughter had told her she wanted to move out.
She said that living at home would affect her nephews and nieces, especially Ying'er from her second brother's family, who had just come of age and was at the age to be introduced to potential suitors. Da Feng Novel Network.
Old Mrs. Qin had to put in a lot of effort to temporarily appease her daughter.
Her second daughter-in-law was a good woman and did not show any dissatisfaction with Tingxue returning to her maiden home.
But once it affected Ying'er's marriage prospects, what mother could remain calm?
"You go see Tingxue. She'll surely be happy to see you," Old Mrs. Qin said.
"Grandmother, let's have lunch with you at noon. I want to eat vegetable pancakes," Qi Zhenzhen said.
"Good, good, good. I'll have someone make them for you. We'll call Tingxue over for lunch too," Old Mrs. Qin said.
Qi Zhenzhen and Gu Sinian arrived at Madam Qin's courtyard, the place where she had lived before her marriage. It was quiet and elegant.
A pavilion was set up in the courtyard, and Madam Qin was brewing tea. Xie Chen was painting beside her.
The two were not close, but they looked very harmonious, as if they were meant to be that way.
"Zhenzhen, Anian," Madam Qin greeted them.
"Mother," Qi Zhenzhen sat beside Madam Qin. "I haven't had your tea for so long, I'm craving it."
Madam Qin gently patted Qi Zhenzhen's hand as she reached for the teacup. "Put it down. Don't you remember? You can't drink tea now! I'll have someone bring you a cup of fruit tea."
Qi Zhenzhen deliberately pouted. "Mother, just a small cup, it won't hurt."
Madam Qin turned her gaze to Gu Sinian. "Anian, is Zhenzhen like this at home too?"
Gu Sinian was wondering. At home, Zhenzhen never touched tea or anything like it. She often reminded herself that being pregnant meant she couldn't drink tea as usual. Why was she actively asking for tea today?
Qi Zhenzhen winked at Gu Sinian. Gu Sinian understood; this was deliberate.
"Mother, you have to talk to her. Especially these days, she always pretends to be pitiful with me, asking for things she can't eat or drink," Gu Sinian said, putting on a look of distress.
Madam Qin believed him immediately and began to lecture Qi Zhenzhen. Qi Zhenzhen appeared to be a humble student, and at the end, she promised, "I'll listen to you, Mother. I'll eat and drink whatever I want after I give birth."
"Mother, look, isn't she bullying me? She doesn't listen to me, but she listens to you."
"How is that bullying? Don't you know that taste changes during pregnancy? Besides, even if she is bullying you, you have to endure it. Do you know how difficult pregnancy is?" Madam Qin chided.