FSC [QT] Chapter 63.2

The only regret was that her relationship with her mother Qiu Xia was still stuck in a vicious circle.

However, Qiu Wu was not in a hurry.

The conflict between mother and daughter was not formed overnight. Similarly, it was not easy to resolve this conflict.

She had enough patience to lay the groundwork for everything and then resolve their respective knots.

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“Mom, I want to learn how to make pig’s trotter soup. Can you teach me? Why are the pig’s trotters I make not as soft as yours, and the soup is not thick enough?”

On weekends, Qiu Wu always pestered her mother to learn how to cook.

“When I learn it, I will cook for you and Uncle.”

“No, I can cook it myself.”

Facing her daughter’s coquetry and flattery, Qiu Xia’s attitude was still indifferent and resistant.

But she gradually discovered that her daughter, who used to be sad because of her reaction and then felt sad alone for a while, became more and more thick-skinned.

Although she could still see the sadness in her eyes, she would not retreat, but would double her clinging.

“But, Mom will get old too. When you are too old to cook, it will be my turn to cook for Mom.”

Qiu Wu pretended to be indifferent and still stuck to her mother Qiu Xia.

“No, when that time comes, I will go to a nursing home. You won’t need to take care of me.”

This was something Qiu Xia had thought of a long time ago. She didn’t plan to let her daughter take care of her in her old age.

In addition to not knowing how to get along with her daughter, she also didn’t want to be a burden to her daughter.

Qiu Xia grew up in an environment where boys were favored over girls, and some of her ideas were still influenced by her elders.

For example, Qiu Xia thought that elderly care was the responsibility of children and grandchildren.

If she let her daughter take care of her in the future, it would affect her daughter’s position in the hearts of her parents-in-law and husband, and it made people think that her daughter was ‘eating inside and outside¹吃里爬外, chī​lǐ​pá​wài: (idiom) live off one person while secretly helping another.’.

Qiu Xia had seen many married women who were close to their natal family, and most of them were not liked by their parents-in-law.

Anyway, she had hands and feet, why should her daughter take care of her in her old age?

When she couldn’t take care of herself, she could just go to a nursing home.

Besides, she has a husband now. She could accompany her husband in the nursing home.

“Mom, can you stop saying these things to hurt my heart? I am your daughter, not your enemy.”

Ah Wu pretended to be sad, wiped her eyes heavily with her hands, and returned to her room.

Seeing her daughter like this, Qiu Xia felt sad again.

She thought of the words her daughter said in a crying voice the night before she took her daughter Qiu Wu to meet Feng Chenghai and his son.

She said that she only had her. If her mother remarried, would she not belong to her alone?

Ah Wu must be very sad, and perhaps she was worried about losing everything, so she had changed so much during this period of time.

Even though she was cold and mean to her, she still stuck to her.

Thinking of this, Qiu Xia became more and more distracted. It was until the soup in the pot dried up and emitted a pungent smell of burning, Qiu Xia came to her senses.

“Mom, you knit really well. I saw a new pattern popular on the Internet now, called crochet. Do you know how to do it? If you don’t, how about I teach you?”

Qiu Wu was obviously getting more and more courageous. She put all the unpleasant things that happened in the morning behind her, or perhaps she did it on purpose. She once again stuck to Qiu Xia as if nothing had happened.

“Mom, I improved by 23 places in this exam and entered the top five in the class. Mom, am I amazing?”

“Mom, are you tired from work? I just learned a new massage skill. Can I give you a massage?”

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Qiu Xia found that the more times she rejected her daughter with a cold face, the softer she seemed to be.

Facing her daughter who used such a humble attitude just to exchange a little maternal love, Qiu Xia felt that she was going too far.

Even her husband Feng Chenghai discovered the small problems between mother and daughter and found Qiu Xia to discuss it seriously.

Gradually, Qiu Xia would agree to one or two of the ten requests made by Qiu Wu that she felt reluctantly acceptable.

But at the same time, her heart was still tormented.

Reason told her that it was not right to involve the grievances of the parents on the children, and to live a happy and harmonious life as if nothing had happened.

But emotionally, Qiu Xia still couldn’t forget the past.

She couldn’t forget the night when she was tied up by her parents and handed over to another man and raped.

She also couldn’t forget the torture of being stared at by the old woman of the Yang family day and night for ten months of pregnancy and being unable to cause a miscarriage even if she wanted to.

 

 

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