SFS Chapter 73 Did they really eat it?!
Chapter 73 Did they really eat it?!
Xiang Jiayu's voice was soft and sweet; in front of her husband, she was always as gentle as water.
"Qingjiang".
"I really wanted to call and ask, but I felt uneasy about it. I was afraid Qingxue would have a problem with me, that I didn't trust her, or that I was meddling or something."
Su Qingjiang said firmly, "No, she's not that kind of person. Qingxue has always been a very considerate, obedient, and sensible child."
He shrank back towards Jiayu's shoulder, sighed, and said softly.
"You don't understand, that's what I'm afraid of."
"What do you mean?"
"It's because Qingxue is considerate, obedient, and gentle that I'm afraid she'll soften her heart. It's time to eat now, and I'm worried that Rui Rui won't eat vegetables again. If Qingxue softens her heart and secretly feeds him meat to get by, he'll have indigestion again tonight."
As she finished speaking, Xiang Jiayu's voice lowered, tinged with helplessness and heartache.
"I don't know what's wrong with Rui Rui. We've had at least eight or ten different nutritionists and cooks, and none of them could satisfy his appetite."
"I don't know when this picky eating habit will ever get better. If it continues like this, the nutrition will be unbalanced, which is bad for the body."
Su Qingjiang chuckled, put his glasses back on, and his tone revealed deep weariness and helplessness.
"Just deal with it. Don't get your hopes up too high. So many professional chefs can't cure his problem. Qingxue's friend isn't a magician."
As he spoke, Su Qingjiang stood up and walked to the bedside, his back to Xiang Jiayu, looking out the window at the lush green courtyard, his tone indifferent.
"This child has been spoiled by his family; his parents have been too indulgent towards him in the past."
"Especially my mother, because the child doesn't like to eat vegetables, she won't let him eat them and cooks meat all the time, which makes the child's picky eating problem more and more serious."
"My dad is the same. He spoils his child to no end. He likes to eat meat, so he cooks meat for him every day and every meal, regardless of whether the child is healthy or not. He just does whatever his child wants."
"You don't need to worry about this. I'll talk to them again when I have some free time. If they still don't listen..."
At this point, Su Qingjiang fell silent.
Su Qingjiang was scolding his mother, and Xiang Jiayu, who was standing to the side, wisely shut her mouth.
The stylist held his breath and didn't dare to breathe loudly.
Xiang Jiayu and her mother-in-law had many conflicts over childcare. Fortunately, Su Qingjiang always stood by her side; otherwise, she, as the daughter-in-law, would have been bullied from both sides and her life would have been miserable.
After Su Qingjiang finished speaking, he turned back and said, "When he's done playing around these few days, we'll teach him a lesson when he gets back. If he doesn't want to eat vegetables, so be it. He won't die from missing a meal."
"As for Qingxue, just make sure she doesn't eat too many snacks. As for vegetables... don't make things difficult for her. After all, she's your aunt, and some things are easier said than done."
These words sounded like they were trying to reassure Xiang Jiayu, but every word conveyed a sense of helplessness that she would eventually have to give up.
Even someone like Su Qingjiang, who always likes to be in control, felt deeply frustrated when faced with his son's picky eating habits.
Xiang Jiayu said, "But doing this long-term isn't good for your health. I just wanted to ask, what if something happens?"
"What if?" Su Qingjiang turned around and interrupted her: "In all these years, there has never been an exception. Stop hitting her. Let's talk about it when she gets back tonight. If she really fed the child meat, then so be it. Don't make the child cry over a few bites of vegetables. Otherwise, it will cause unrest for the whole family."
A brief silence fell over the room, broken only by the soft sound of the stylist combing hair.
Xiang Jiayu bit her lower lip, put down her phone, and said softly.
"Okay, I understand."
My hair is done.
Just as Xiang Jiayu was about to get up and change her clothes, her phone, which was on the dressing table, suddenly rang with a "ding"—it was a message notification.
Xiang Jiayu glanced at the screen subconsciously; a message from Su Qingxue had popped up at the top.
It's written clearly above.
[Sister-in-law, look! Rui Rui was amazing today!]
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Xiang Jiayu's heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason, and her fingers involuntarily clicked on the picture.
When Xiang Jiayu finally saw what the photo contained, she was so shocked that she couldn't speak, her mouth agape in an "O" shape.
In the first picture.
Sun Wenrui held half a spinach and a carrot egg roll in his hand, his mouth wide open, with a little bit of egg crumbs still stuck to the corner of his mouth.
In the second picture, half of the assorted shrimp in the plate was empty, and there were several tough celery stalks piled up next to it. If you looked closely, you could see a few teeth marks on them.
In the photo, the little guy is holding a bowl containing spinach mixed with sesame sauce.
Xiang Jiayu held her breath and slid her finger to the video.
In the video, Su Yuanrui is sitting cross-legged on the grass. Someone puts a piece of okra stir-fried with meat into his bowl. The little guy doesn't frown and resist like he used to, but obediently picks it up and puts it in his mouth.
The movements were very smooth throughout the entire process, clearly indicating that she really enjoyed the dish.
Su Yuanrui squinted, chewing intently, and even looked up at the person off-camera and said, "Delicious."
The clear, crisp sound came through the speaker.
It was like dropping a bombshell into Jiayu's heart.
"This, this..."
Xiang Jiayu covered her mouth excitedly, her eyes widening instantly as she looked at Su Qingjiang in disbelief, exclaiming repeatedly.
"Qingjiang River, Qingjiang River, look!"
"Yuanrui is eating vegetables, eating vegetables!"
Su Qingjiang had picked up the document to continue reading, but upon hearing his wife's voice, he frowned slightly, didn't raise his head, and said indifferently.
"What's the big deal? Being forced to eat a bite or two just to get a piece of meat is nothing new."
"No, no!"
Xiang Jiayu immediately walked to his side, placed her phone in front of him, her voice trembling slightly with excitement, and she was incredibly excited.
"Look at the video, he ate all the spinach in his bowl!"
"He ate all the things he hates most: celery, carrots, and broccoli! This is a video; it can't be faked!"
Su Qingjiang was forced to look at the screen.
In the video.
Su Yuanrui's usually tense face, which would tense up at the sight of vegetables, now showed an unprecedented longing for them.
He chewed the vegetables heartily.
There was no criticism, no resistance, and no sign of being forced.
They even reached out to pick up broccoli from the plate.
Su Xinjiang's pupils contracted slightly, his face filled with disbelief.
He scrolled through his phone screen, looking at photos one after another and watching videos one after another.
Su Yuanrui always has leafy greens in his bowl, and he eats them in every video.
Su Qingjiang's hand froze in mid-air, his usually cold and stern face showing a look of astonishment for the first time. He watched the video repeatedly, as if confirming something.
"Jiayu, is there something wrong with my eyesight?"