Jiang Beiyuan frowned and relaxed again.
It didn't surprise him. When he lowered his head, he saw a pair of eyes that were red from crying and looked like almonds.
Jiang Beiyuan sat on the bedside and saw that the pillow was completely soaked.
He picked up the child on the bed and held it in his arms, curling his lips and smiling.
"It turns out that the one who cries the most in our family is not Chun'er, but San'er."
"Dad...Dad..."
Jiang Jingming cried so much that he hiccupped and was out of breath. Even so, he still rubbed his eyes and asked his father: "You didn't... blame... mom, right?"
Jiang Beiyuan sat on the bed and held his son on his lap.
"Your mother is very good, and father didn't say anything bad about her. Now tell me, why are you crying?"
"I...I'm sorry...it's all my fault..."
Jiang Jingming seemed to be in tears, he kept apologizing, his voice was soft, and he cried so much that Jiang Beiyuan's shirt was wet with tears and runny nose.
Jiang Beiyuan took the tissue on the bedside and wiped his tears and nose.
"Well, tell me slowly, what's wrong with you?"
"I shouldn't have given Chang'an... instant noodles... My mother was also hurt by me... She can no longer eat instant noodles... My mother must be very sad... My father also went to the hospital... It also hurt my father... My brother and sister... are also sad..."
The more he talked, the sadder he became.
Jiang Beiyuan listened quietly, "You feel sorry for me, sorry for mom, and sorry for Chang'an now, right?"
"Uh-huh… "
"Chang'an has taken the medicine and is in good health. You should never feed him instant noodles again. His body will soon return to its original state. As for your mother, she has a very cheerful temperament and will not hold grudges, even if she doesn't eat it. There are instant noodles and other delicacies to eat, and my mother won’t be sad.”
"Uh-huh… "
After being enlightened by his father, the little guy suddenly felt less uncomfortable.
Jiang Beiyuan rubbed his wet bangs and pinched Jiang San'er's chin.
"As for me, since you feel sorry for me, that's fine. If you do me a favor, just make up for it and I will forgive you."
"What does dad want me to do for you?"
"..." Jiang Beiyuan came close to Jiang Jingming's ear and whispered.
Jiang Jingming nodded, his eyes brightening, "Dad, mom knows you do this, she will definitely be very happy."
"Then will you help me?"
"I do!"
As long as his parents are happy and the whole family is happy, he is willing to do whatever he wants.
"Good boy."
Jiang Beiyuan pinched his face and carried Jiang San'er to the bathroom to wash his face.
The younger son obviously has a handsome little face, and obviously has such excellent parents and such a good family, but he is always submissive and unconfident. He is far worse than the arrogant and stinky boy he was when he was a child.
Jiangbeiyuan sighed.
"How much will you have to worry about when you grow up?"
"Why should I let Dad worry?"
"You'll know when you grow up."
"Okay dad... Then dad, can I go see Chang'an now?"
Why not
Jiang Beiyuan put Jiang Jingming on the ground. After the little guy was unclogged, he ran out happily. Jiang Beiyuan walked to the bed and changed his pillow.
Good guy, not only the pillow, but also the quilt was mostly soaked. This is how much I cried.
I couldn't help but changed the quilt for him.
…
Three days later, Jiang Beiyuan went to the company with his little princess in his arms.
The weather today is very warm and sunny. Jiang Chunhe is wearing a pink tulle princess dress bought by her father. Her hair is tied in three small braids, which were all tied by her father. The little girl likes her father's hair very much. Before going out, she looked at I looked in the mirror for a long time.
"Good morning, Mr. Jiang."
All the way from the lobby to the elevator, employees were greeting Jiang Beiyuan.
Jiang Beiyuan nodded and entered the elevator. Jiang Chunhe looked at his father with admiration.
"Dad was so majestic just now!"
"Say hello, is this impressive?" Jiang Beiyuan pinched the tip of her nose.
The tickle made the little girl giggle, "My dad is the big boss and everyone admires him. I'm so happy!"
"Cute little guy."
Every time he faced this beautiful little face, he was always helpless.
Thinking that many years later, the little cotton-padded jacket will marry another man, no matter who this person is, makes the father feel uncomfortable.
After getting out of the elevator, Jiang Beiyuan carried his daughter to the office, put her on the sofa, raised his wrist and looked at his watch.
There's still an hour left.
enough.
"Lao Jiang, I'm here."
Xu Kuangjie swung his car keys and entered, accompanied by Zhang Fan.
Jiang Beiyuan raised his eyebrows: "Why is the monitor here too?"
How could Zhang Fan not come? He stepped forward and patted Jiang Beiyuan on the shoulder with a smirk, "I'm here to congratulate you on the success of today's revolution. Congratulations."
"snort!"
The little girl on the sofa stood up straight and slapped Zhang Fan's dirty hand away.
Who is he? He dares to touch his own father!
Zhang Fan glared: "Hey, little girl, don't think that because you are good-looking, I don't dare to do anything to you."
"Lao Jiang... Brother, I've done everything for you, are you okay with it?"
Xu Kuangjie put an arm on Jiang Beiyuan's shoulder and casually made a gesture of counting money.
"Hmph! You are not allowed to touch my father!"
Jiang Chunhe slapped Xu Kuangjie's dirty hands away again.
Xu Kuangjie rubbed the back of his hand: "I just touched it, what happened?"
With that said, he put his hand on Jiang Beiyuan's shoulder again.
"I touched it too, so what do you do?" Zhang Fan was not afraid of death and put his hand on Jiang Beiyuan's other shoulder.
"You...you..."
The little girl's apricot eyes turned, and then she pursed her lips. Xu Kuangjie was stunned and realized something -
It's too late!
Thunder was rolling from the sky, and Jiang Chunhe's vigorous cries echoed in every corner of the office.
Jiang Beiyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and a murderous look slipped from his eyes.
Xu Kuangjie and Zhang Fan secretly groaned that something was wrong. After looking at each other, they hurriedly knelt down and coaxed the little princess like their grandson.
Jiang Chunhe is difficult to deal with, and it can't be just a few words of coaxing.
Xu Kuangjie took out various snacks, while Zhang Fan made various faces. After trying to persuade the little princess to stop crying.
"I'm leaving first. My daughter will be left to you two. If she cries again, you two should figure out how to die."
Jiang Beiyuan, with a clear and bright temperament, took his coat and walked out.
"Huh... Xu Kuangjie, Lao Jiang likes to use you as a gunman." Zhang Fan wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"Go, stop ruining my relationship with him. Even if he uses me as a gunman, I will be happy. Can you care?"
Xu Kuangjie hugged Jiang Chunhe and raised it high. He looked at the little girl and smiled happily, and he also curled up his lips.
It would be great if I could have a son and become in-laws with Lao Jiang.
…
Yan Nian had indeed forgotten about the instant noodles a long time ago.
Yan Nian was deeply moved when he thought that his son was so young, but he wisely blocked the gun for himself and put everything on himself. His daughter asked her father to take care of her for a day. She would stay with Jiang Saner for the whole day today and no one could disturb her.
"Teacher Jiang, I'm shopping in the mall with San'er. What's wrong?" Jiang Beiyuan called Yan Nian.
“…”
"Oh, you said we would have dinner together. Where are you? My child and I will go find you."
"I'm driving, we'll talk about it when we get there."
After hanging up the phone, Yan Nian turned around and was about to tell Jiang San'er behind him that daddy was coming to find us, but in the blink of an eye the child disappeared.
Boom! ! !
Yan Nian felt as if something had hit his brain. He was confused. Why was San'er lost again? !
Just as he was about to run away to look for it, he was pulled back by a strange middle-aged woman.
"Beauty, is your son wearing overalls and a peaked cap? He looks very handsome, isn't he?"
"Yes, yes, have you seen my son?"
"Oh, I saw him running upstairs. You go up and look for him."
"Thank you!"
Yan Nian hurried upstairs. There was a movie theater upstairs in the mall. Yan Nian grabbed his bag and ran into the movie theater without thinking. He didn't care that he didn't buy a ticket.
Strangely enough, she didn't buy a ticket, but the staff let her in anyway.
Could it be because she looks pretty
No matter what, it's important to find my son now.
"San'er—my San'er—"
Yan Nian ran to the No. 1 screening room. It was dark and empty. Just as she was about to run out, the lights above her head all turned on.
As the scene flickers on and off, the man in the middle of the seat is wearing a dark black suit, his figure is straight and radiant, and his slender eyebrows are so handsome.
Yan Nian froze on the spot and rubbed his eyes vigorously.
Did she read that correctly
Jiangbeiyuan
After rubbing it several times, he sat there with a smile hidden in his eyes, as if he had some time to relax, more like teasing.
Yan Nian grabbed the bag and ran over, "My husband is not good, San'er is again-"
"The child is not lost."
Jiang Beiyuan grabbed her arm and held her in his arms. Zhan Qing's chin rested on the top of her head, and the refreshing mint aroma fell on Yan Niang's head.
"I asked his godmother to take the child away. He is safe now."
"Okay, you did it on purpose?!"
Yan Nian punched his arm rudely.
"Do you know how anxious I was along the way? How could you lie to me with this?"
"Daughter-in-law, I was wrong. This happened once in seven years."
Seven years
Yan Nian's arrogance dissipated a lot, and he curled up his lips and said, "You still remember the wedding anniversary."
"How dare you forget?"
He held her hand, pulled away the seat next to her, and asked Yan Nian to sit down.
"Daughter-in-law, please watch a movie."
“…”
Yan Nian calmed down and thought that the child was fine. Seeing that there were popcorn and milk tea nearby, she grabbed them and ate them without hesitation. Looking around, she and Jiang Beiyuan were the only two people in the room.
Is this a private venue
Recalling that the staff just turned a blind eye to her running in, could it be that Jiang Beiyuan planned it too.
Stinky man.
While he was cursing, the movie had already started.
Yan Nian looked at the screen and was stunned for the next second. He forgot about the popcorn in his hand and stared at the big words that appeared on it without blinking:
"Nian Yuan's Love".
It is a movie made up of photos and short videos.
The first scene was of her when she was in junior high school, wearing a blue and white school uniform with a ponytail, holding the zipper of her school uniform between her teeth, and sticking out her tongue playfully.
Then there was her participating in the sports meeting at school, her lying on the table bored and writing, running on the playground, leaning against the corner and drinking yogurt after class, and her and Ding Baoyi playing in the corridor...
And she went home with Jiang Beiyuan.
No, not Jiang Beiyuan.
It's Jiang Ting.
Jiang Ting carried her back to class during the sports day.
Jiang Ting accompanied her in cleaning the equipment room.
Jiang Ting participated in a youth chess competition with her and sat face to face. Her eyes were full of hatred, while he was calm and calm.
There was also Jiang Ting who secretly kissed her on campus under the falling red leaves, but was caught by the dean.
One photo after another, pieced together into a picture of memories.
The scene changes...
It was after she dated him that she wrote a sentence on the purple candy paper.
Jiang Ting's words will never be separated.
He lowered his head slightly and stared at her smiling. The smile was very affectionate. The youth of an eighteen-year-old boy was still there, and the gentleness under the sun could almost drown people.
And then…
After traveling through ten years, she came to the Civil Affairs Bureau and she and he received the certificate.
The two marriage certificates were stamped with each other's photos.
The way she was busy working in the flower shop, the way he was walking in his white coat, handsome and tall, the way he was carrying her on his back, the forest...
There is also the scene of him squatting on the ground to save Ding Baoyi on the road.
Also, she entered the Jiang Nian Group. She worked in the flower room. The man above her head leaned against the glass window, watching her constantly.
Yan Nian didn't even know who took the photo, but he was able to capture her and Jiang Beiyuan in the frame at the same time, one at the bottom and the other at the top.
He who is aloof will always bow his head for her.
There will always be only her shadow in his eyes.
Then they went to take wedding photos. She was trying on a wedding dress, and he looked at her affectionately and praised her beauty.
And their wedding…
Yan Nian has never seen the wedding video between her and Jiang Beiyuan.
Today I can finally watch it in its entirety.
From her makeup, to him riding a white horse into the venue, to him holding her hand, stepping on the soft red carpet, petals and candies flying above her head fell.
He smiled so happily that day, his hearty smile, pure and vivid, like a child who has not grown up.
She was also very happy. The strength of his holding her hand and interlocking their fingers was Jiang Beiyuan's eternal promise to Yan Nian.
Then, there was their divorce...
He looked decadent and depressed, with a slovenly beard and a sad face, but he was holding two small notebooks in his hands.
She sat at the bar, holding her guitar, and sang with her head down at the bar, "Hugging makes you so tired. People who love a lot always become hypocritical first."
They confronted each other at the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau. His eyes were full of pain, and she was unwilling to do so. Fortunately, the final result was that they did not divorce.
The next step is to have children.
First there was Jiang Qingchi, then Chun and Jingming.
She was flying kites with the children in the park, and he stood behind her, half-squinting his eyes, looking at her lazily and tenderly.
Also during the New Year, she would set off fireworks at the door at night. The night and lights were bright, and he leaned against the wall, staring at her with dark eyes.
How many years has it been
Why is she always the only one in his eyes
Time is passing, from spring and summer to autumn and winter, from cold to summer, life is a drama that goes round and round. Fortunately, it seems that nothing has changed.
(End of chapter)