Chapter 3: The Most Humble When I Like You (28)

  (Second update)

  "Mom, aren't you always calling her 'fatty'? And you even encouraged me to call her that, saying I'd get a reward if I just called out once. Why are you suddenly changing your tune today?" Tang Xin asked innocently, lifting up her cute little head.

  "When did I ever teach you to be like this?" Xia Ye's mother looked extremely embarrassed, scolding Tang Xin while secretly observing the reactions of Tang Tuo and Xia Ye.

  "Xin Xin is talking nonsense again, Mom would never teach you that way, Mom is super nice to Jie Jie!" Tang Tang said with a understanding tone.

  The mother of Xia Ye cast her a grateful glance.

  Tang Sugar awkwardly pushed the small steamed bun in front of Tang Xin, smiling and saying: "Xin Xin eat, sister doesn't eat. Xin Xin is right, sister is too fat!"

  Tang Xin was a bit afraid to take it, turned his head and pitifully looked at his mother. His mother helplessly looked at him and said: "You don't usually like eating small wontons that much, is it because the stolen things taste better?"

  Her words made Tiantian, who was eating breakfast with her head down, laugh uncontrollably. The orange-yellow sunlight outside the window shone on her, making even her long eyelashes clearly visible. For a moment, it was as if an angel had descended to earth on that summer night.

  His head was dizzy, and he couldn't figure out the situation. He stared at his mother, who initially looked calm but gradually became uncomfortable under his intense gaze. She fidgeted with her hands and feet, feeling like she was being treated like a fool by her eldest son. Suddenly, she slammed her chopsticks on the table, making a loud noise that startled Xia Ye into looking up at her in surprise, wondering why she had suddenly blown up when she was just acting like a kind mother a second ago.

  A woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the ocean, I don't understand!

  Don't mention his mother, even if he can't understand it, that silly little Tang sugar also can't understand it. Obviously that Gu Xiannian is a scumbag, but she still has lingering feelings for him and doesn't know how much pain she needs to endure before turning back!

  Just as he was indulging in infinite melancholy on a summer night, his mother slapped him heavily on the head with a spatula, as if she were hitting an outsider who had a deep vendetta against her: "What are you looking at? Can't even recognize your own mother? Eat quickly and get out of here after you're full!"

  He sat like a statue on that summer night, not moving at all, as if he had been freed from his restraints. He carefully leaned his head towards his mother, who furrowed her brow and stared at him with a stern expression.

  "On a summer night, Xiaoye weakly asked: 'How's mom been lately?'"

  "Wow, great!" His mother thought her big son was like a neurotic today, asking such strange questions, but she patiently answered him anyway.

  "Uh..." Xia Ye hesitated and asked with a sly tone: "Has your head ever been pinched by a door or bumped into a wall or something hard like that?"

  "Really?!" Summer Night's mom exclaimed with a pair of eyes wide as copper bells.

  "Has your life been severely impacted recently? Or did you take the wrong medicine?" Xia Ye asked with a sly and cunning gaze.

  "Nothing!" His mother was already on high alert, her body straight as a rod, raising her voice in response. What kind of medicine was being sold in Xia Ye's gourd that made him stare at her with a puzzled expression? She had been hesitant about taking him to see a neurologist, but now she had made up her mind. Hadn't he come back stupidly tired from carrying sugar last night?

  "So why are you suddenly being nice to Tang Sugar?" Xia Ye finally got straight to the point after beating around the bush for a while.

  Xia Ye's mother finally realized, understood Xia Ye's meaning, and was so angry that she almost fainted. With an indignant expression, she jumped up from her chair and, without saying a word, used her chopsticks to continuously knock on Xia Ye's head like a drum: "It's your head that got hit by the door! You're the one who suffered a major setback in life! You're the one who took the wrong medicine! I was mean to that dead girl, and you looked at me with a cannibalistic gaze, as if we had a deep-seated feud. I was nice to her, and you mocked me in every way!"

  On a summer night, Wolf was holding his head and repeatedly apologizing, explaining in his mouth: "I really didn't laugh at you, it's just that you changed too fast!"

  Summer night's mother then withdrew her attack, sighing and complaining: "I saw you for this dead girl yesterday!" When she said the three words "dead girl", she couldn't help but habitually pinch Tang Sugar's ear, but her hand stopped in mid-air and finally put it down with a huff.

  Tang Sugar was originally nervous and didn't even dare to eat breakfast, but seeing this, she smiled at Xia Ye with a smile that was truly beautiful, like a clear spring. The description in ancient poetry of "a smile that bewilders Yangcheng and fascinates Cai" is no more than this.

  Summer night was stunned, and her mother had already hit him on the head with a chopstick, reminding him to continue listening: "You're so nervous about her, carrying her back from such a far place, I'd be heartbroken for you even if I didn't care about her. Now that she's recovered, it won't be necessary for you to carry her all the time." As she said this, she turned her face towards Tang Sugar, stretched out a finger and poked her forehead hard, scolding: "You, don't have any more accidents, or else our family's Ye Ye will die from exhaustion because of you!"

  Tangtang apologized and lowered his head, almost burying it under the table. He softly murmured "uh-huh".

  Looking at the warm scene in front of her, Xia Ye suddenly felt that the feeling of a happy family was so good.

  He hastily finished his eight-treasure porridge and set off for school with Tang Sugar, carrying their backpacks. As time was not early, they chose to ride bicycles to school.

  Tang sugar sat behind Xia Ye on a summer night, and the cold wind of early winter blew on her face, but she felt warm in her heart.

  She gently leaned her head against the broad but slightly thin back of Xia Ye, feeling a warm sense of dependence, and suddenly she wanted to pour out her heart.

  She muttered to herself: "Mom, she's a good person!"

  Originally focused on riding his bike as fast as possible, like a nimble eel darting through the crowds of people and cars, accelerating at an incredible speed towards school, the young boy suddenly squeezed the brakes when he heard this sentence, slowing down the bike's speed. He thought to himself that he must have misheard earlier... Tang Sugar called his own mother "mom"? Is that possible?

  "What? What did you just say?" He tilted his head and perked up his ears.

  "I said Mom she is actually kind and good-hearted."

  "You're also calling my mom 'mom' now?" Xia Ye said in surprise, stopping the car and asking, "You've forgiven her?"