Chapter 204

She earns a high salary here, and Shu Ying has never treated her like a nanny. Here, she gains respect and realizes her own value, so even if it's hard work, it's all worth it.

Compared to my past life in the countryside, this place is practically my ideal utopia.

Xie Zhiyan felt a little uncomfortable, but he didn't want to show it too obviously, so the atmosphere of the meal was very strange, and Shu Ying could only try to mediate.

"Sister Song is very capable. She grows all the vegetables in the yard. I originally wanted to learn from her, but I don't even recognize all the grains yet, so I have to start from the basics."

Song Zhaodi added another bowl of rice for Shu Ying. She was very confident in her cooking skills, and Shu Ying always gave her face. Since arriving in the capital, she had gained 5 pounds.

“What’s the rush? With me here, I’ll make sure you and the children have fresh vegetables to eat. Your hands shouldn’t be stuck in the mud. You’re destined for great things. From now on, leave these household chores to me. Just do what you’re supposed to do.”

Xie Zhiyan smiled and took another sip of soup, which tasted almost exactly the same as the soup Huang Meiling used to make when he was a child.

He couldn't help but marvel at the wonder of bloodlines; they had never met before, yet they shared many similarities.

Perhaps it was telepathy, or perhaps it was destiny, but he glanced at Song Zhaodi out of the corner of his eye and quickly looked away.

Before this matter is settled, we should not disturb anyone, lest we end up disappointed.

“Then I should learn from Sister Song. I’ve been so busy with work that I haven’t had a chance to spend time with my child and Yingying. I’m also a part of this family, and I should take responsibility for things in this family.”

Song Zhaodi nodded in satisfaction. She could tell that Shu Ying had her own ambitions and would worry that if she were replaced by another man, she would be more outstanding than herself.

Xie Zhiyan's ideological awareness was obviously higher. Song Zhaodi smiled and said, "That's how a couple should live. Only by understanding each other, supporting each other, and respecting each other can they go the distance. Yingying, I'm really happy for you."

The children's father was a reasonable man and also took great care of Shuying.

Shu Ying felt even more heartache. Originally, Song Zhaodi should not have grown up in such a predicament. She had a happy and fulfilling family, loving parents, and a relatively well-off family. If she had not gotten married, she would probably have had a very good job. If she had gotten married, at least her partner should have been a good match and would not have been abusive or abusive.

The Song Zhaodi who grew up in this way would not be as timid as she is now, nor would she be as delicate and pretentious as Xie Wanying.

The meal was very satisfying. During the meal, Shu Ying's gaze became complicated several times. Song Zhaodi felt that she had something to say, but Shu Ying hesitated each time, so she didn't say much.

When Shuying is ready to speak, she will naturally come and tell her. All she needs to do is wait patiently and be a quiet listener.

After dinner, Xie Zhiyan volunteered to wash the dishes.

“I noticed you all seemed quite busy in the yard today, with so many orders left. Why don’t you go and discuss it with Comrade Li Qingqing first? I’ll take care of the things at home.”

Shu Ying nodded her head with one hand, "You're right. So many things happened today, I feel like my brain isn't enough to keep up. Sister Song, let's go together. If I go alone, I can only offer some suggestions and can't really help much. You learn things quickly, so if the two of you go together, you should be able to finish quickly."

Besides discussing some details, we also need to ensure the workmanship is exquisite. We all live in the same compound and see each other all the time, so the quality naturally has to be good.

Song Zhaodi glanced at Xie Zhiyan somewhat embarrassed, but he waved his hand dismissively, "Go ahead."

His gaze fell on Shu Ying. "Don't stay up too late."

Shu Ying nodded, and she and Song Zhaodi went to the street ahead.

When Song Zhaodi came out of the courtyard, she was still indignant. "That Ding Rumei is really hateful. She caused such a big mess today. Fortunately, the neighbors were not swayed by her rumors. People like Ding Rumei should be arrested."

Shu Ying smiled without saying a word. In fact, there was someone else who should be arrested. Her gaze was firm, and she would definitely expose the truth when the time was right.

Xie Wanying opened the living room window. For some reason, she had been feeling a tightness in her chest since this afternoon, as if a breath was stuck in her trachea and couldn't go up or down.

“You’re carrying my grandson right now, how can you not eat? You haven’t eaten much all day. If you don’t eat, my grandson won’t get any nutrition. You should at least eat something.”

Seeing that Xie Wanying hadn't even taken two bites before leaving the table, Wang Yayun tapped the table with her chopsticks to signal her to come back.

Xie Wanying felt a little irritated, but she had no choice but to sit down again. "Mom, I really don't have much of an appetite right now. The weather has been hot these past few days, and the doctor said that the baby is still very small and can't absorb any nutrition at all. He's still just an undeveloped fetus."

Moreover, the chicken soup Wang Yayun made already had a fishy smell. She ate it three times a day, and she saw it at two out of those meals. Just smelling it made her want to vomit.

Even if she were pregnant, she shouldn't be eating like this.

Fang Deshan had a social engagement outside and had already left during dinner time, leaving only the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law at the table. Wang Yayun looked somewhat displeased.

“You’re pregnant, so you need to eat more. Otherwise, how will you give my grandson a healthy body? Wait a minute, I’ll go to the kitchen and make you a refreshing cold dish.”

Xie Wanying's temples throbbed. Wang Yayun got up and went into the kitchen. She changed her shoes and was about to leave when Wang Yayun seemed to sense something and peeked out.

"We haven't even finished our meal yet, where are you going?"

Xie Wanying said patiently, "Mom, I really can't eat anymore. It's cooler outside now, I'll go for a walk."

Wang Yayun immediately put down the knife in her hand and rushed out of the kitchen. "Go back and sit down. You're still in your early pregnancy and can't move around too much. If you go out and some clueless person bumps into you and something happens to my grandson, who will I complain to?"

Xie Wanying's pent-up anger intensified. These past few days, Wang Yayun had been monitoring her like a madwoman, and she even felt like she no longer had any personal freedom.

No matter where we go, we have to pack everything for her in advance, and even the food we eat has to be a one-to-one replica of some so-called nutritious meal.