Reborn in the 80s, Get Rich by Eating Melons

Since getting married, Lin Fengying hadn’t shown a smile. Even the blunt Si Boyi started to notice something was wrong.

Not knowing if it was because of last night, Si Boyi wanted to apologize but just couldn’t articulate it. He could only venture to ask, "Mom, are you not in a good mood?"

"What could possibly make me upset?" Lin Fengying kept a stern face, her tone sounding distant. "Go and see if Lijuan’s stomachache has improved. Leave this to me. After all, I am used to taking care of you all on my own from when you were young. When I get old and immobile, you can take over my work."

Si Boyi felt that something was off about what Lin Fengying was saying, "Mom, you never used to talk like this."

Such vague and gloomy words made people uncomfortable. Si Boyi felt that they were all family, so whatever needed to be said could be spoken directly. There was no need for such ambiguity.

"Alright, don’t keep on talking. Hurry up and go! Is there any future for a grown man who hangs around in the kitchen all day?" Lin Fengying, shaking the water off her hands, was urging her younger son to leave.

Zhang Lijuan came back just in time to see this. She assumed that Lin Fengying was feeling sorry for Si Boyi, not wanting him to work. Back in the room, she grimaced, "Mom is just fond of you. Whenever you work in the kitchen, she pushes you out. When I work, she stays silent."

It really seemed a mother’s heart always leaned towards her own child.