The Fat Wife of the 1980s Awakens

There was a sense of powerlessness in Xu Xiaohua's voice. She was furious, but more importantly, she was deeply worried about whether this relationship could be reconciled.

Even though those words have echoed in her ears countless times, Xu Xiufang's heart has always remained calm, and she has never truly taken those naggings to heart.

However, with the responsibilities and emotions of being a sister intertwined, the only true wish in her heart is to hope that her younger sister can have that pure and full happiness.

"You, you keep saying the same thing, smacking cucumbers, right?"

Xu Xiaohua's fingers spun lightly, as if drawing an invisible switch in the air, her eyes showing a hint of teasing yet tenderness.

Her threat was more like an intimate interaction in daily life, a hidden love. Even though it seemed harsh on the surface, she was actually full of doting on her sister and was reluctant to let any real harm come to her.

Because in her heart, her sister's happiness is far more important than anything else, and she doesn't want even the perfection of her marriage to be compromised in the slightest.

"Okay, okay, let's take a picture. I'll take it and show it to you right away!" Xu Xiufang covered her ears with her hands, a helpless smile on her face, and quickly agreed.

Even in the face of such a "little punishment", warm ripples involuntarily arose in her heart, reminding her that only in this place called home can she get such unconditional understanding and deep love.

Seeing this, Xu Xiaohua's mouth corners slightly raised, and she took off her pretended sternness and started working side by side with Xu Xiufang in the kitchen.

Although Xu Xiufang's proficiency in cooking is far less than her mastery of other things, with the company and guidance of her sister, she has gradually developed her own rhythm and method in cooking, and every stir-fry and seasoning seems so handy.

Soon, a table full of delicious dishes appeared on the table like magic, filled with aroma.

Several children sat around, their eyes fixed on the plates of delicious food, their saliva almost flowing into a stream. In their world, having fish and meat every day is already the norm, but today's feast is definitely an unprecedented surprise even for Yangyang and Yueyue, two clever little kids.

Their eyes were fixed on the bowl of fish head and tofu soup with an enticing luster, and the plate of shiny braised fish balls, as if they wanted to see through the lid of the pot and taste the deliciousness directly.

Xu Xiufang smiled and picked up the big spoon. She scooped a few fish balls for each child. Then, as if it was not enough, she added warm and delicate egg custard to each of them. Each portion was full of love.

The children opened their mouths so wide that they could almost swallow an egg in one bite. Their eyes were full of anticipation and desire, and at the same time, they hinted at a little pride in being so favored.

Xiaobao's cheeks were puffed up like two little apples, and he pursed his lips as if he was gathering up his courage. He looked both adorable and pitiful.

Finally, he managed to utter a sentence as thin as a mosquito: "Mom, I want to eat too."

Although the sound was small, it was clearly heard by everyone.

Xu Xiufang's eyes were as gentle as water. As they swept across Xiaobao's flushed little face, she couldn't help but burst out laughing, her eyes full of doting.

She was secretly amazed in her heart that such a strong possessiveness was hidden in this small body. What a strong-willed little guy.

She quickly put the spoonful of food full of love to Xiaobao's mouth, with the corners of her mouth raised and her eyebrows full of smiles: "How could I forget my little darling Xiaobao? Mommy just wanted to see how greedy you are."

This heartwarming scene quietly created waves in the hearts of Dabao and Erbao.

The food in their bowls seemed to lose its appeal all of a sudden, and a barely perceptible hint of jealousy permeated the air.

Erbao's eyes turned, and he quickly caught the opportunity. He imitated Xiaobao and acted coquettishly to Xu Xiufang in a baby voice: "Mom, I want one too!"

The voice was clear and pleasant, with a hint of cunning in it.

Xie Yi was immersed in the deliciousness of the soup. Er Bao's sudden action almost made him burst out laughing. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Er Bao with a bit of amusement, "Is that all you ask? You are such an easily satisfied little fellow."

However, in Xu Xiufang's eyes, every child is a treasure that needs to be carefully cared for. "Oh, how could I forget our clever Erbao with my muddled brain?"

These words are filled with unreserved love for children.

Dabao’s reaction was the most interesting.

He picked up a cucumber and deliberately turned his head to look aside. His little face was as stern as that of a little adult, full of unhappiness.

He sat sideways, holding the bowl in his hand, and every time he took a bite of the cucumber, there was a "crunching" sound. There was a bit of anger and stubbornness in the sound, which made people feel both distressed and funny.

When Xu Xiufang saw this, a warm feeling suddenly surged in her heart. She understood the innocence and desire behind Dabao's stubbornness that he never showed to others.

As a mother, how could she not be moved?

So she quickly added another spoonful for Dabao and said softly, "Mom is the most fair. Each of you is my favorite. How can I be partial to you?"

Dabao was stunned at first, then a hint of emotion flashed in his eyes, followed by shyness.

His little face suddenly turned red. He carefully placed the bowl on the table, lowered his head and ate the rice in big mouthfuls, as if trying to hide his emotions in this way.

Xie Yi quietly observed Dabao's transformation from the side, feeling mixed emotions.

He knew Dabao's personality and was not surprised by his "easy to buy" performance.

But in his opinion, this is not just the temptation of a few fish balls, but also the children's endless desire and attachment to maternal love.

Xu Xiaohua keenly caught the subtle changes in the air and immediately changed the subject to defuse the slightly awkward atmosphere: "Xie Yi, try this cucumber. Xiufang knows that you like to eat cold cucumbers the most, so she prepared it especially for you."

Three little heads turned to Xie Yi almost at the same time, and their expectant eyes seemed to urge him to taste this special dish.

Xie Yi took a deep breath, knowing that his behavior would affect the children's mood.

He gave Xu Xiufang a warm smile, not only for the child, but also out of gratitude for Xu Xiufang's thoughtfulness: "Thank you for your hard work."

Xu Xiufang was busy picking up a piece of pickled fish. Xie Yi's sudden smile made her tremble slightly, and the fish slice in her hand slipped back into the plate.

That smile, for some reason, touched a soft spot deep in her heart, causing her heart to beat faster.

Xu Xiufang quickly adjusted her mood. After just a few tens of seconds, she recovered from her distraction and responded with a faint smile: "It's not hard at all. I am happy to do this."

Xu Xiaohua witnessed this scene and felt both relieved and anxious.