"This is Eleanor," Ask introduced his mother.
"Xiao Ai, right?" the old lady said with a smile.
Eleanor:
Although I can understand the meaning, I always feel that there is something wrong with this name.
The first meal they had after meeting their parents was prepared by the Saint Lady herself at Nora's residence in Licinius Mansion. The reason they didn't go to Hearthfire Island was because Hearthfire Island, a demiplane, was too difficult for the old man to understand.
Ask's mother was full of praise for Nora's superb cooking skills. Eleanor was a little nervous and wanted to help Nora cook to show her kindness, so she ran to the kitchen.
While the two daughters-in-law went to the kitchen, the old lady turned around and asked Ask earnestly:
"Tell me, son. Which of these two daughters-in-law do you like better?"
Ask:
"How can I like one more..." He was about to say that I treated them equally, but he saw his mother glaring at him and saying, "If they quarrel in the future, who will you support?"
"They have a very good relationship and never quarrel," Ask said.
"There's nothing you can't do when you quarrel. Even couples can quarrel!" So the mother said to him earnestly, I think these two girls are both good at dealing with people, but I don't think you can handle them both at the same time.
Now that you have a child, you should just live like this for now. But if something goes wrong in the future, don’t let this one be left and the other one run away, leaving you as a divorced middle-aged man with two children!
Ask said, "What the hell is going on here? If you don't understand our situation, don't talk nonsense."
My mother said that this is for your own good. If you really like a girl more, just tell me and I will see if I can help you keep in touch with her. Although this may be unfair to the other girl, there is nothing I can do... If the two of them really quarrel and can't stand each other's existence, it is better to keep one of them.
Ask was speechless and could only honestly say that I don’t have a particular favorite. I love them both. It’s up to you what we should do.
In the kitchen next door, Eleanor was helping to wash vegetables, and the mist of will had captured the conversation between the mother and son outside.
She looked up and saw Nora closing the lid of the pot and looking at her with a smile.
"His mother is quite cute," said Eleanor. "She was worried that we would quarrel."
"Quarrel is inevitable." Nora also replied with a smile.
"Well, but we never seem to have a big argument." Eleanor suddenly thought, "If this situation really happens, who do you think dear will help?"
"It should be me." Nora said thoughtfully, "After all, I am relatively weak and it seems like I am being bullied by you."
"No, no, no, I think it's more likely me." Eleanor said firmly, "You are much smarter than me. I should be the one being bullied by you."
"How about we make a bet?" Nora suggested.
"What's the bet?" Eleanor asked. "Pretend to quarrel?"
"Then see how he reacts." Nora said with a smile.
"His mother is still here. Let's talk about it after the old lady leaves." Eleanor shook her head.