In the evening, Ji Ying quietly found a moment to tell her son, Xu Nianji, about her mother-in-law coming over to see Xiaohe. She said, "Why don't you and Xiaohe ask around, see if there's anything going on with her side of the family? If they really are having a hard time, and we can help, then let's give them a hand."
"Thank you, Mom." Xu Nianji looked at Ji Ying, touched. Other families worry about mother-in-law and daughter-in-law issues, but in his family, that was never a concern.
"Thank you on Xiaohe's behalf."
Xu Nianji also took the chance to say something nice about Xiaohe, saying, "No wonder Xiaohe always says that you're especially, especially good to her."
"Alright, you—don't try to flatter me." Even as Ji Ying said this, the smile at the corners of her eyes was impossible to hide.
"Mom, I'm telling the truth, really. Not flattering you at all. Xiaohe often says you treat her so, so well."
Xu Nianji said this earnestly; Xiaohe really had said it many times.
