“Not anymore, just a bit nervous. She no longer demands I meet relatives, so I’m gradually less worried.” Previously, upon entering the Tang family, his mother-in-law had hoped she would take on the role of family matriarch, getting to know all relatives and becoming a opinion leader or mediator. But this was one of Xiao Susu’s nightmares after marrying into the Tang family. She could never be a social queen leading group discussions. Even now, while she could relax and moderately acquaint herself with some people, that was her limit. The only people she truly trusted completely were her husband and son, plus Du Feifan, whom she hadn’t seen for a long time—
—She had heard on a recent phone call that she had fallen in love with a pickpocket girl, determined to tame the little rascal, leaving her with no energy to drop by—”Take care,” she had said.
Tang Xuexian poured two cups of cocoa, handing one to his mother:
“Grandma is happy you’ve become more open. She says everyone’s personality can’t change, and you can’t force things that don’t suit you. As long as we’re doing well, nothing else matters.”
“She’s a good person.” She smiled softly, unable to understand why she had been so unreasonably afraid of them before, when they had been so tolerant and understanding. She had been so immature.
Tang Xuexian looked at his mother’s face and softly said:
“If you like Dad, I think we could all live together.”
“I don’t know if your dad would want that. He’s been very good to me, but… I’m not sure…”
“Isn’t it good if everyone gets along? Mom, what else do you want?” He was still young, unable to understand that adults needed more than just loving and living happily together. Dad only had Mom, Mom only had Dad—wasn’t that enough?
