Evening.
Father Qu's home.
The bedroom door opened, and Dong Xuebin came out beside Qu Yunxuan, supporting her with exaggerated care.
One look told Father Qu and Mother Qu that the young couple was all right. They exchanged relieved, gratified smiles.
Qu Yunxuan's face glowed with maternal warmth, and her smile was soft. Even the way she walked seemed gentle and virtuous to the extreme. "You don't need to hold me up. It hasn't even been three months, and my belly isn't fully showing yet. Look how careful you are. Can't Aunt Xuan walk anymore?" She smiled. "Oh, right, there's still a bowl in the kitchen that hasn't been washed. Xiao Bin, watch some TV first. Aunt Xuan will wash it."
"You can't!" Dong Xuebin hurriedly said.
"No, no!" Father Qu and Mother Qu said in unison.
Now that they knew the child in their daughter's belly was not some "bastard," Mother Qu naturally refused to let her work. "I'll wash them, I'll wash them. Yun Xuan, hurry and rest. Get some rest."
Dong Xuebin rushed into the kitchen. "Ma'am, let me do it. I will."
Mother Qu grabbed him. "You're already a bureau chief. How could you possibly be washing dishes..."
"Ma'am, we're family now. Why are you still being so polite with me? Even if I became a minister, I'd still be your son. Feel free to put me to work as much as you want," Dong Xuebin said.
Mother Qu was deeply pleased, her smile blooming. "Then why are you still calling me ma'am? Hmm?"
Dong Xuebin cleared his throat and said solemnly, "Mom, Dad."
"Ah!" Mother Qu beamed. In the end, she still could not bear to let her wonderful son-in-law do it. She rushed into the kitchen and washed the dishes herself, humming an old