When Ning Youguang arrived at her father’s house, Ning Youyu was playing the cello in the living room.
Ming Jinxin sat on the sofa, sipping coffee, and said, "Can you play a few more times?"
Ning Youyu said, "Aren’t you tired of listening to the same piece repeatedly?"
Ming Jinxin replied, "How could I be? I’ll never get tired of it. I love listening!"
Ning Youyu stood up and set the cello aside, "But I’m tired of it."
How inconsiderate of him towards his mom~
Ming Jinxin could only look helplessly at her daughter, who had just walked in, "Sweetie, are males naturally irritating?"
Ning Youguang smiled with her lips pursed.
Ning Youyu ran over to her, "Sister, why didn’t you come to see me last week?"
Ning Youguang hugged him and said gently, "Because I had to go with Brother Wangyue to check on the renovations."
"Renovations?" Ning Youyu asked curiously, "Is it your house, Sister?"
"No, it’s Brother Wangyue’s house."
"Is Brother Wangyue’s new house nice?"
"I think it looks pretty nice. I’ll take you to see it if we have time."
Ning Youyu jumped up happily, "That’s great, Sister."
He turned to share with his mom, "Mom, Sister is going to take me to see Brother Wangyue’s new house."
Ming Jinxin laughed, "Got it."
Ning Youyu turned to Ning Youguang again, "Sister, do you know what I did this morning?"
Ning Youguang pretended to be full of curiosity, "What did you do?"
"I made breakfast for Mom this morning!" Ning Youyu said proudly.
"Wow!" Ning Youguang clapped her hands, "Our little Yuyu can make breakfast for Mom now, that’s amazing!"
Ning Youyu said seriously, "Yes, I am excellent."
Ning Youguang cupped her cute little brother’s face, "Mua~"
Ning Youyu imitated her, cupping her face and giving her a peck on one cheek.
Her brother was so cute and soft, Ning Youguang’s heart melted completely.
Ming Jinxin couldn’t help but smile as she watched.
"What did you make for breakfast this morning?" Ning Youguang sat down with Ning Youyu beside Ming Jinxin.
"Toast," Ning Youyu said.
Ming Jinxin added with a laugh, "He even garnished it with a few slices of truffle in oil from who knows where, very creative."
"A happy weekend breakfast." Ning Youguang smiled warmly at her.
Ming Jinxin naturally had a blissful expression.
...
"Renovations are quite a hassle," Ming Jinxin said to Ning Youguang, "It’s been hard on you and Xiaoshi."
"Tiring as it is, but watching the new home transform little by little into something you like is quite fulfilling," Ning Youguang said, taking a sip of her coffee.
"Who wouldn’t agree?" Ming Jinxin sighed, "When this house was being renovated back then, a friend invited me over for some hand-brewed Geisha coffee. Seeing her sparkling staircase and exquisitely unparalleled manhole covers, I was invigorated while being worn out by the renovations!"
"So," she continued, "never blame yourself for being too detail-oriented. There will always be someone more meticulous, patient, and a pursuit for perfection than you."
Ning Youguang smiled with her lips pursed, "Exactly that."
"It would be great if there were other people to help," Ming Jinxin said, fixing her gaze on Ning Youguang, "Xiaoshi’s having a hard time handling everything alone."
Ning Youguang smiled gently at Ming Jinxin, understanding the implicit meaning behind her words.
"He’s not alone; he has me."
Ming Jinxin sighed softly, "Sweetie, you know that’s not what I meant."
Ning Youguang laughed, "Last time, during a spa session with Mom, she talked with me quite a bit, thank you and Dad for your concern."
Ming Jinxin observed her seriously, seeing that she was genuinely in good spirits, she sincerely advised:
"As daughters grow up, it’s only natural to fall in love and get married. But as parents, it’s hard not to worry, worry that the daughter might suffer, or choose someone unsuitable... Think too much, and we fear she might think we’re being presumptuous and feel upset..."
Ning Youguang shook her head with a smile, set down her coffee, walked over, and gently hugged her, "How could I? I’m grateful for your love, there’s no way I’d find you bothersome."
Ming Jinxin held her with relief, "Hearing you say that, your father and I can be at ease."
Seeing his sister and mom hugging, Ning Youyu ran over and threw his arms around them both.