Although she was vain, she truly cared about her daughter. As a married woman herself, although she wouldnât say she had a thorough understanding of her daughterâs marriage, she could guess the gist of it.
Song Tingshen was one in a million. Mother Ruan didnât judge his goodness based on his money and influence. Her judgement was based on what she had seen with her eyes in the past few years.
His character passed the test. He was patient with his son and respectful and polite to his in-laws. For him to be like this in his position, it was very rare. For example, their neighborâs son-in-law was merely making a small profit in his small business, and his ego was disportionately higher. Sometimes, a personâs goodness was highlighted from comparison.
Mother Ruan looked at her grandson and tentatively asked, âLittle Wang, has your mom been taking you out to play?â
Little Wang took a bite of watermelon and mumbled, âYesterday was dadâs birthday. Mom took me out to play. We had cake and ice cream too.â
For something that happened yesterday, Little Wang, who had the memory of a goldfish, already didnât remember much of it. But, he remembered that it was his dadâs birthday, his mom took him to his dadâs office, and they ate dinner together, including cake. The cake was very yummy, but his mom wouldnât let him have too much of it.
Mother Ruan froze in surprise. âEh, yesterday was your dadâs birthday?â
Carefully thinking about it, her daughter and son-in-law had been married for a few years, but she only found out about her son-in-lawâs birthday today. Hearing Little Wang mention this out of the blue, Mother Ruan couldnât recover from her surprise immediately.
Little Wang nodded. âYup, mom made dad a cake. It was super yummy.â
If she didnât know that her grandson only said the truth, Mother Ruan would suspect her ears werenât working. She didnât know that Ruan Xia had hired a teacher to improve her oral English and was also taking baking classes. Regardless, she understands her daughterâs character. Donât even mention cooking or baking. Ruan Xia didnât even step foot into the kitchen most of the time. Ruan Xia said there were too many oily fumes in the kitchen, which would damage her skin. And now, her grandson was telling her that her daughter had actually made a cake for Song Tingshen?
Although she heard this from Little Wang, it was already enough for Mother Ruan.
Her face showed her happiness. It seemed that her daughter had thought things through and was actively repairing her relationship with her husband now. Based on Little Wangâs description, Song Tingshen didnât reject Ruan Xiaâs attempt either.
This was good news!
Mother Ruan thought it over before calling Song Tingshen. Although she and her husband had their son-in-lawâs contact information, they only called him a few times each year.
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The other end quickly picked up the phone, and a calm voice answered, âMom, is something the matter?â
âI just heard from Little Wang that yesterday was your birthday.â Mother Ruan was a bit embarrassed. She remembered her daughterâs and grandsonâs birthdays very well, but she didnât know her son-in-lawâs birthday until now. She just hoped that her son-in-law didnât take offense and think they were treating him as an outsider.
âYour dad and I didnât know. If you have time today, come over for dinner today. Weâll celebrate your birthday. Oh, and Xiaxia came over to have a meal with us today.â
Song Tingshen looked through his schedule. After a pause, he said, âSure, but I probably wonât be able to get there until about 7.â
âThatâs fine. We usually eat dinner late. Weâll wait for you.â