The Fat Wife of the 1980s Awakens

He turned to look at his mother, hoping that Xu Xiufang could seek justice for him.

However, Xu Xiufang never interfered in small conflicts between brothers, and this time was no exception. She deliberately ignored Erbao's pleading eyes and pretended to cough a few times, trying to change the subject.

Unexpectedly, her action attracted Erbao's attention, "Mom, did you drink less water today? Your throat is hoarse."

"No," Xu Xiufang answered with a puzzled look on her face, feeling a little surprised by Erbao's concern.

"Then why did you cough?"

Erbao walked into the house while talking, picked up the kettle and poured a glass of water, revealing an anxiety that was difficult to conceal, "Mom, you even forgot to drink your saliva? When Dad is not at home, have you forgotten how to take care of yourself?"

Xu Xiufang wanted to explain that she was just clearing her throat, but she swallowed the words back.

This logic does sound a bit absurd. Does she lose the ability to take care of herself once her father is not at home?

Although she felt unwilling in her heart, she thought about how Xie Yi took care of her meticulously when he was at home. Even for something as simple as drinking water, he would personally hand it to her mouth, fearing that she would have any inconvenience.

Whenever her hands were full of books or sundries, Xie Yi would always carefully bring the cup of water to her lips. His delicate care made her feel warm.

Perhaps, it was these daily little things that caused Erbao to have such misunderstanding.

Erbao came back with a cup of water. Seeing his mother's slightly unconvinced expression, he couldn't help but curl his lips and said with a little disdain: "Mom, are you still glaring at me? Am I wrong?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the cup of water was handed to Xu Xiufang steadily, "Drink slowly, be careful not to burn yourself!"

Xu Xiufang had mixed feelings. She felt the warmth of her son's care and concern, but she also found it funny. At the same time, she also had the urge to knock on Erbao's naughty little head.

In Erbao's eyes, is she actually the kind of mother who needs constant reminders to take care of herself?

She turned to look at Dabao, hoping that he could say a few fair words and "clear her name."

However, Dabao cleverly avoided her gaze, and seemed not to want to get involved in this little family turmoil.

Seeing this, Erbao added leisurely: "Mom, don't count on big brother! He can't help you!"

When Xu Xiufang heard this, she felt helpless and amused. These two funny guys in the family really made her laugh and cry.

Xu Xiufang was speechless for a moment, feeling mixed emotions, as if she was tightly bound by an invisible net, making it difficult for her to breathe.

This sudden self-awareness made her realize that in this warm and slightly crowded little home, her position was so delicate, at the bottom of the food chain, a position full of love and responsibility.

Erbao sat down lightly at the mottled stone table, and his clever eyes quickly caught the several packets of biscuits scattered beside his mother, as if he had discovered treasure.

Without thinking, he swiftly grabbed two packets, one of which flew naturally to Dabao who was sitting upright, his movements showing the tacit understanding and casualness unique to brothers.

Dabao caught the biscuit, and his hunger drove him to quickly tear open the package. The golden biscuit exuded an enticing aroma, and he bit off half of it with satisfaction. While chewing, the crispness seemed to temporarily relieve his hunger.

However, when he wanted to leave the remaining half for Xiaoyun who always followed him, he unexpectedly found that Erbao had already handed the biscuit in his hand to Xiaoyun. The delicate love of his brother warmed his heart.

Dabao's eyes turned to his mother involuntarily. His clear eyes finally fixed on the page of the book she held tightly in her hand. There was a hint of curiosity and expectation in his words: "Mom, I heard that the college entrance examination is about to start again!"

"Ah."

Xu Xiufang lowered her eyes and took a sip of water. Her eyes never left the book in her hands. She simply responded, her voice mixed with imperceptible fatigue and determination.

Dabao's curiosity was fully aroused. He asked, his serious look making him look much more mature than his actual age: "I heard that many educated youth are planning to participate. Mom, have you ever thought about giving it a try?"

"Of course!"

Xu Xiufang's answer was firm and her tone revealed her unquestionable determination.

Erbao looked up suddenly when he heard this, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and the words that came out of his mouth were full of confusion and worry: "Mom, don't you want us anymore?"

Although Dabao had a blank expression on his face, his deep eyes concealed subtle tension and worry, and this emotion was silently conveyed to everyone.

Even the young Xiaoyun seemed to feel the change in atmosphere. She raised her head, her round eyes full of confusion.

Facing the children's misunderstanding, Xu Xiufang smiled helplessly, with a doting tone: "What are you thinking about? How can mom not love you when she goes to take the exam?"

Hearing this, Dabao and Erbao's tense emotions relaxed instantly. Xiaoyun even broke free from his eldest brother's arms and dived into his mother's warm arms. The safety and comfort there were the most solid support in his little world.

Dabao spoke again, this time he seemed more calm and like a little adult: "Mom, which school do you want to apply to?"

Xu Xiufang gently hugged Xiaoyun, and her gentle voice carried a hint of yearning: "Beijing."

"The capital? That's a very far place!"

Erbao sighed unconsciously, his tone full of worry about the future separation, "Will we not be able to see mom for a long time?"

Dabao's brows also frowned, and his eyes flickered with deep attachment and reluctance to leave his mother.

Xu Xiufang looked around at the three most important people in her life. The corners of her mouth could not help but rise, and her laughter was filled with a sense of ease and relief: "Have you ever thought about going to the capital with your mother?"

"Can we go too?"

A bright smile instantly broke out on Erbao's face. This thought was like a ray of light that illuminated the haze in his heart, meaning that they didn't have to be separated from their mother.

"Of course!"

Xu Xiufang answered firmly and confidently, "How can mom bear to leave you alone at home? Mom will be able to take you to Beijing to start a new study life by September next year at the latest."

"Great!"

Erbao was so excited that he almost jumped up. He clapped his thighs with his little hands, his eyes sparkling with infinite longing for the future. "I have always dreamed of visiting Beijing, going to Tiananmen Square and witnessing the magnificence of the flag-raising ceremony with my own eyes!"

Xu Xiufang looked at her son's innocent appearance, feeling a warm current in her heart, and her smile showed a little more relief.

Dabao, who is as thoughtful as he is, keenly grasped the deep meaning of his mother's words. He asked seriously: "Mom, what about us? How about our studies?"

"You," Xu Xiufang's eyes fell on Dabao tenderly, and the next words shocked Dabao's heart, "Dabao, do you want to work hard with your mother and try to get into college?"