Chapter 631: Chapter 636 I won’t hold a grudge against him.
Moreover, even she felt that if Xiangsi had a child at this time, things would be much easier!
Ran Xiangsi felt a bit embarrassed upon hearing this, not knowing what to say, she could only smile faintly and help Xiahou Xiu Yun with the chores.
In the midst of kneading dough, Xiangsi started chatting with Xiahou Xiu Yun.
"Mom, tell me how you met Xing Chen’s father?"
Xiangsi suddenly became curious. What kind of person is Xing Chen’s father?
And after all this time, Xiangsi knew that Xiahou Xiu Yun was truly kind to her, so talking was much easier.
When Xiahou Xiu Yun heard this, she paused, seemingly reminiscing about the past.
Then she suddenly smiled, as if recalling something funny, with a look of contentment.
As for her and Xing Chen’s past... there was nothing to hide.
One could say she was so happy that she wanted to show off to the whole world.
"I remember the first time I met Xingtian, it was in the kind of old streets and alleys you mentioned.
It was at a street corner, he was sitting at the innermost table, on a very low stool, dressed in a neat suit, surrounded by dock workers, which made him stand out so much.
That dock was contracted by our family, and it so happened that day I was inspecting for my cousin, I was hungry and went to that small noodle stall."
As she spoke, Xiahou Xiu Yun paused again, her gaze distant, as if recalling something.
Ran Xiangsi knew she must be thinking of some fond memories.
Just... would Xing Chen’s father really eat at such an inconspicuous noodle stall?
It seemed that Xing Chen’s father was not as serious and intimidating as imagined?
Silently kneading dough repeatedly, Xiangsi did not rush Xiahou Xiu Yun to continue.
She didn’t want to interrupt her reminiscence.
Fortunately, it didn’t take long for Xiahou Xiu Yun to continue.
"Hand-pulled noodles, I couldn’t make them before. I was the youngest daughter of the Xiahou family, my father treated me like a gem, and never let me do anything.
But since he said he liked noodles, I found more than ten noodle masters and devoted myself to learning. It took me three years to master it, even my father praised my skills.
Later, Xingtian insisted on having the noodles I made for breakfast every day, otherwise he’d rather not eat.
And I, a young lady who never touched housework, began rolling up my sleeves to cook."
Xiahou Xiu Yun condensed the story of her time with Xingtian into a bowl of noodles; if she were to truly recount the process, it would take days and nights!
The Xiahou family definitely didn’t want their only young daughter to marry to a distant foreign country, so Xiahou Xiu Yun broke ties with her family to marry Xingtian.
In fact, Xiahou Xiu Yun was a woman who took great risks for love.
Xing Chen is her son, and in terms of personality, there were definitely similarities.
Ran Xiangsi nodded non-stop upon hearing this, "That’s wonderful..."
From the sound of it, it seemed Xingtian wasn’t an inflexible person!
Xiahou Xiu Yun smiled, coming back from her reminiscence, and began to impart her wisdom to Ran Xiangsi.
"Chen’er’s father is also someone with a tough exterior but a soft heart. All these years, everything he’s said and done has been for this family."
Xiangsi understood Xiahou Xiu Yun’s meaning, and immediately said, "Mom, don’t worry, I won’t harbor resentment against him. He is Xing Chen’s father, and I’ll treat him like my own father."
