After Transmigrating, She Became the Mother of Two

“I haven’t seen you in a few years, I didn’t expect that you have really grown up,” Wei Jia said with emotion.

Jian Yi froze for a moment, then smiled, “I am a mother of two children, haven’t I grown up yet?”

Wei Jia touched her head, “In my mind, you will always be a child and never grow up.”

At this moment, the kind of quarrel between the two seemed to have disappeared, as if nothing had happened. The two smiled at each other, leaving all bad emotions behind.

“Thank you,” Jian Yi was moved.

Wei Jia was taken aback for a moment, but recovered quickly. The strange emotion in her heart began to flow again. How could one person change so much?

Or, had she been hit by something? Otherwise why was there such a big change? Also she suddenly participated in variety shows.

Covering all the chaotic thoughts, Wei Jia looked at Jian Yi with a smile. Her kind face didn’t reveal her slightest thought.

Taking advantage of the time required for fermenting the dough, Wei Jia took the opportunity to wander around the villa, trying to find clues of Jian Yi’s changes.

From the kitchen to the guest room to the master bedroom, she saw some different things.

In the drawer, there was a sketch drawing with a small cartoon, which could be seen as Su Enran and Su Anqi.

But this was the most confusing thing. Although Yi liked to paint, she didn’t have such superb painting skills.

Looking back, Wei Jia became more rightened. Haven’t Yi learned painting in the past few years? This technique was too mature. It didn’t look like a layman’s work at all. The composition was mature, the technique was mature, and even the feeling it gave revealed a mature temperament.

Her eyes flickered, and she put the picture book back intact, without expression. One could not see what she was thinking.

After about half an hour, the dough had already fermented and Wei Jia also strolled around the villa. Except for the picture album, many things in this house were based on Yi’s previous preferences.

She just didn’t know why she could feel an unfamiliar emotion in her body. The atmosphere of admiration between mother and daughter, was a bit … pretentious.

Wei Jia was only curious, and wondered if she had known her too little. So it put some strange thoughts in her heart. Wei Jia showed a kind smile on her face and followed the children.

Jian Yi placed Su Anqi on the walking chair, gave Su Enran a plastic knife and showed him how to cut the noodles finely. She then put down the knife and watched him do it.

Su Enran took a plastic knife that just happened to be perfect. He carefully watched Jian Yi’s demonstration, and then nodded. After copying how Jian Yi spread the dough on the board, he carefully took the knife and cut it one by one.

“You are awesome,” Wei Jia looked at him seriously and couldn’t help complimenting, “It is a great cut.”

Su Enran looked up at Wei Jia and smiled shyly, then extended the knife and invited her, “Do you want to try it?”

Wei Jia took the knife in surprise, “Ok, grandma will try it.”

She heard that her grandson was very introverted, but today, she didn’t feel he was very introverted. He didn’t like to talk but he seemed calm and steady, not like a five-year-old child.

Wei Jia cut the noodles seriously. Compared with the ones he cut, hers were thinner and longer. He pursed his mouth and carefully observed her.

After Wei Jia gave him the knife, he rubbed the previously cut ones into a ball and laid it on the board again.

Wei Jia looked at Su Enran’s movements and was startled, “Didn’t you just cut them?”

Jian Yi looked at Su Enran calmly. Her boy was a perfectionist. He would overthrow and redo until he felt it was in the most perfect state.

“He feels dissatisfied, so he had to do it again. Let him be,” Jian Yi said.

Su Enran had a serious look. Wei Jia was very relieved. The child was clever and sensible, and he seemed not difficult to raise.

After spending a lot of time and energy, after two hours, the rainbow noodles were cooked.

Jian Yi asked Su Enran, who wanted to help, to sit at the dining table, “It’s too hot. I will bring it over to you. Just sit down and help Mom look at your sister, okay?”

Wei Jia assisted her on the side. She found that although Yi’an’s cooking skills were not good, she was super strong in learning. After teaching her, she could make an inference and make it quickly.

But the more this happened, the more terrified Wei Jia was. After all these years, what had her daughter experienced to become like this? Wasn’t the Su family a wealthy one? Was there no chef? Or did she just cook for herself after staying in this villa alone?

The fog filled Wei Jia’s eyes, captivating her eyes, and there was a faint mist floating under her eyes. Although she was not from a well-off family, she had never let her do any housework since childhood. Jian Yi had been spoiled since childhood.

She was distressed at the thought that she was wronged when she married the Su family.

But what could she do? This was the way she had chosen. She could only watch her walk and pull her when she needed her.

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