Chapter 27: Worried Sick

The two mothers were inseparable, their conversation constantly revolving around their children and daughter-in-law. Weian, sandwiched between them in the backseat of the jeep, kept casting glances at Du Haibo, who sat in the passenger seat.

Seeing Weian’s slightly aggrieved yet envious expression, Liang Suhua couldn't help but laugh. "Weian, Yunxiao said he wrote you a letter. Have you received it yet?"

Weian shook her head. "Not yet."

Kuang Yunxiao writing her a letter? The whole thing seemed strange no matter how she looked at it. A thought stirred in her heart, and she looked at Liang Suhua, who was regarding her with a gaze full of maternal affection. *Could it be that Liang Suhua asked him to do it?*

Liang Suhua stroked her hair. "He had just sent it when he told me. Counting the days, it’s been over ten days now. You should receive it by the time you get back."

Weian bit her lip shyly and gave a soft, "Mm."

Confirmed. It really was Liang Suhua’s idea. But that was fine; she had been struggling to find an excuse to write to Kuang Yunxiao herself, and now the opportunity had presented itself.

"Let’s go take some photos this afternoon. You can send one to Yunxiao when you write back in a few days."

Liang Suhua had truly exhausted herself worrying about the marriage of her two children. She couldn't help it; she had adored Weian since she was a little girl and had even considered asking her to be her goddaughter back then. Later, she thought better of it—a goddaughter who would eventually marry someone else could never be as close as a daughter-in-law brought into the family.

...

When they arrived at the Kuang family’s residence at the Armed Forces Department, the eldest son, Kuang, was already waiting at the entrance with his wife and children.

The eldest son, Kuang Yunfei, was thirty years old and looked like a quintessential scholar. His wife, Wen Fang, was a petite woman, much like Weian, though slightly taller—perhaps around 1.62 or 1.63 meters. She was very welcoming, greeting the three of them before pulling her two sons forward to introduce them.

Weian loved children, especially those who were well-behaved and dressed neatly. Whenever she saw them, she couldn't resist reaching out to pinch their cheeks.

"Call me Auntie, and I’ll perform a magic trick for you."

She opened her palms to show the children her empty hands, then flipped them over to reveal two White Rabbit cream candies.

"Oh! Weian, you can do this?" Before the children could fully grasp what happened, Wen Fang was already exclaiming in surprise.

Weian smiled demurely. She could only conjure the candy because of her spatial dimension; she was hardly a professional magician.

The two children finally seemed to understand. The older one, about three or four years old, seemed bolder. He stepped forward, grabbed Weian’s hand to flip it over, and looked at her with wide, curious eyes. "Auntie, do it again."

The younger one, who had only just learned to walk and talk, mimicked his brother, parroting, "Again."

Weian couldn't resist giving them both a playful pinch before opening her empty palms in front of them once more. "Look, nothing, right?"

This time, she moved deliberately slowly. As she flipped her palms, she clenched her fists and held them out to the little ones, telling them to blow on them. "Guess if I can make them appear?"

The two little ones immediately widened their eyes and nodded in unison, like a duet: "Yes."

*My, they trust me that much?* If not for her spatial dimension, she would have been exposed.

Weian laughed and opened her fists. The two little ones gasped in unison, and the older one didn't forget to grab her hand to inspect it again.

Liang Suhua and the others were also curious. "When did Weian learn this?"

Qu Xiurong shook her head. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have known Weian could perform magic.

Weian hugged the little one close to her, blinking her eyes to mimic his curious expression, looking completely innocent. "I saw someone else do it twice. It’s not that hard to learn."

Magic was actually quite simple once you understood the principles. But since hers wasn't exactly *magic*, she decided not to discuss the details further. She used the excuse of needing the restroom to change the subject.

Liang Suhua realized they were still in the downstairs living room. "Eldest, take Brother Haibo to the third floor to see his room." She then personally led Weian and her mother upstairs to the second floor. "Let’s go up and wash our faces first. The three of us will stay in one room tonight."

Qu Xiurong had no objections, and Weian, even if she had any, was too embarrassed to voice them, so it was settled.

Because of her magic tricks, the two little ones had become her constant shadows; they even waited at the door while she used the restroom, which made her feel a bit awkward.

"These two are sharp, especially the older one," Liang Suhua said, bending down to pick up her grandson. "His name is Kuang Xiuwen. He’s not even four yet, but he can recite the texts from his sister’s schoolbooks after hearing them read just twice."

Liang Suhua’s tone was filled with unconscious pride. "His mother picks him up from work every day and teaches him according to the textbooks, and this boy is genuinely willing to learn."

Qu Xiurong took Kuang Xiuwen’s hand. "Your Yunfei was always a good student; he inherited his father’s intelligence."

Perhaps sensing that the two grandmothers were praising him, Kuang Xiuwen bounced with joy. Weian quickly took his other hand, and together with Qu Xiurong, they led him downstairs.

"Are you hungry, Weian? I’ve cooked some sugared eggs. Come and have a bowl."

In this day and age, the most common way for a host to treat guests was with sugar water or eggs in sugar water. Weian wasn't hungry, just a little thirsty. She took the bowl from Wen Fang, moved three of the four eggs into an empty bowl, and signaled for Wen Fang to feed the children, keeping only one for herself to eat with the sugar water.

Qu Xiurong looked at the four eggs in the bowl and shook her head. "How can one eat all this?" She had intended to share them with Wen Fang, but seeing that the children didn't seem interested, she guessed they weren't hungry and had to divide two of them for Du Haibo.

Du Haibo: "..." He actually wanted to say he couldn't eat that much either, so what was he supposed to do now? Fortunately, Kuang Yunfei, who was standing nearby, silently went to the kitchen, fetched an empty bowl, and handed it to him, solving his dilemma.

That night, Qu Xiurong and Liang Suhua whispered to each other for who knows how long. Weian woke up groggily two or three times, and they were still murmuring away. By the next morning, they still had endless things to talk about.

"Does the third one write home often?"

After graduating, the third Kuang son had responded to the call to go to the countryside. It had been three years, and since Qu Xiurong had watched him grow up from birth, she naturally couldn't stop worrying about him.

"A letter every two or three months. He’s already seeing someone there and says he’ll bring her home for me to meet by the end of the year."

Liang Suhua didn't express any dissatisfaction with her youngest son finding a partner in the countryside. She even asked Qu Xiurong about the latest news on Su Yuning and his sister.

Weian hadn't slept well that night. She walked downstairs, yawning and rubbing her eyes.

"Su Weian?"

Weian gave a start and looked up toward the source of the clear, masculine voice.