Chapter 343: Why Do You Want To Aggrieve Yourself?

Mrs. Yue came downstairs and saw the two of them close together. Yue Tingfeng was half crushing Yan Qingsi. Her old face reddened and she cleared her throat. “Ahem! Behave please!”

Yue Tingfeng curled his lips, not only not letting Yan Qingsi go, he kissed her face and said, “Mom, I want to eat chicken noodle soup.”

Mrs. Yue made a ‘humph’ sound. “You’re lucky to get to eat, don’t you dare be picky with me.”

Even though she said that, but around ten minutes later, Aunt Wu carried out two bowls of steaming hot chicken noodle soup from the kitchen.

Clear chicken soup poured on the thin noodles sprinkled with shredded chicken and julienned vegetables on the side, its aroma filled the room.

Mrs. Yue took off her apron and gave it to Aunt Wu. To the pair, she said, “Hurry up and eat it while it’s hot, then go.”

Although Mrs. Yue said this with a look of disgust, she still reminded them that the noodles were hot and to be careful lest they be scalded.

When Yan Qingsi saw that bowl of noodles, she was stunned. A memory from long ago was dragged out at this moment. Time-shifted and she was an eight-year-old little girl again. She could still hear her mother’s urging clearly in her ear.

“Sisi, be good and finish this bowl of noodles, alright? Mommy will be back soon.”

“Sisi, if Mommy can’t cook for you anymore after this, you still have to eat properly and not be picky, understand?”

“Sisi, even if Mommy isn’t by your side anymore, you have to be brave and strong...”

After that, she really was not able to come back anymore.

“Why aren’t you eating?” Mrs. Yue’s voice pulled Yan Qingsi out of her memories. Afraid that they would see her reddish eyes, she did not dare to lift her head.

“Okay...I’ll eat...” Yan Qingsi picked up her chopsticks, her hand slightly shaking. She nearly could not pick up those thin, almost weightless noodles.

Mrs. Yue watched Yan Qingsi repeatedly fail to pick up the noodles and said, “Child, why are you eating like a small child? You don’t even know how to use chopsticks anymore. Here, a fork.”

Mrs. Yue passed a fork to her and Yan Qingsi took it quickly.

“How’s the taste?”

Yan Qingsi bent her head low and tried it. “Very...delicious...”

Yue Tingfeng frowned, Yan Qingsi’s voice did not sound right.

That taste that lingered in between her teeth coincided with her mother’s in her memories perfectly. Yan Qingsi’s hand trembled even more and tears welled up in her eyes. She tried so hard to stop them from falling. That one bite of the noodles was like a rock stuck in her chest, hard and dug so deeply in that it hurt.

Yue Tingfeng sipped the soup and said, a bit displeased, “Mom, the noodles are kind of bland.”

“If you’re capable of it, do it yourself. So picky.” Mrs. Yue watched Yan Qingsi eat with her head buried, unlike Yue Tingfeng and instantly felt pleased.

Mrs. Yue said to the two of them, “There’s more in the kitchen, go get more yourself after you’ve finished.”

She looked at Qingsi’s figure, shaking her head. “I tell you, girls should never think that being slim means being beautiful. If you leave your body hungry, you’re the one who suffers later. Why care about what other people think and aggrieve yourself?”

Mrs. Yue chattered on. Yan Qingsi could not hold back her emotions at her concerned nagging. Her tears gushed out instantly. She put her fork down suddenly and said hurriedly, “Sorry, I have some business, I’ll go first.”

She did not even take her bag and had run out of the Yue family house. Mrs. Yue had not even reacted when she had disappeared. “What happened?”

Yue Tingfeng realized that something was wrong. “I’ll go and see.”