(1)
Yan Nian had a dream.
I dreamed that I was getting married to Wen Yu. She was wearing a white wedding dress that day, holding the groom's arm beside her, smiling like a child in the sun.
Many relatives and friends came to the wedding, including Jiang Beiyuan.
At that time, she had not recovered her memory and did not recognize this man. She just looked at him from a distance through the crowd. The man's temperament and appearance stood out from the crowd, like a luminous body, making people unable to take their eyes away.
With a flower salute in his ears, he joined the crowd in applauding and blessing her.
She stared at him quietly, as if they had known each other for a long time, and thousands of words had turned into silence.
Finally, during the toast, he stood in front of her, holding a goblet, and clinked it at her.
I don't know if it was her imagination, but she seemed to see an unreal glimmer in this handsome man's eyes.
"After all these years, what should I call you?"
He suddenly spoke.
Yan Nian was stunned, "What?"
"Be happy for the rest of your life, my girl."
He put down the cup and hugged her. At that moment, she felt at ease. She always felt as if she had known this person for a long time, and meeting Jun Chu was like an old friend returning home.
Then I woke up from the dream...
Yan Nian found himself crying.
There were tears in the corners of my eyes, and they kept dripping even after I woke up from the dream.
Looking sideways, she saw the man sleeping next to her. He had long eyebrows like leaves, clear and handsome features, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and the space between his eyebrows was stretched. He was sleeping peacefully.
It was still dark, so she couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke the brow bone of the person next to her, as well as his high bridge of nose and chin.
When Yan Nian was browsing Weibo last night, she saw a new term called handsome guy with strong facial features. At that time, the first thing she thought of was her husband. His facial features were absolutely delicate and attractive. He looked stunning at first glance, and at second glance. The three eyes are still stunning.
Yes.
Her husband is not Wen Yu.
It's Jiangbeiyuan.
She was glad that it was him sleeping next to her now.
It's always him, no one else.
"Mrs. Jiang woke up so early?"
The low, hoarse male voice echoed above her head, like the magnetic tone of a cello. Yan Nian's hand touched the new stubble on Jiang Beiyuan's chin, and she felt a little stunned.
four years ago.
Four years have passed since Jiang Chunhe and Jiang Jingming were born.
She and he had three children together, but Jiang Beiyuan had a sterilization after Yan Nian gave birth to her second child, and would not have any more children in this life.
Yan Nian came back to his senses and sighed, "Time flies so fast. I'm already 30 this year..."
"No, aren't you only 29 and a half years old?"
"Is there any difference between 29 and a half and 30?!"
Did you say this on purpose to annoy her
Seeing that she still had the energy of a child between her brows, Jiang Beiyuan smiled and hugged his beloved wife tightly.
"I thought saying this would make you feel happier."
“… straight man.”
"Well, after being straight for so many years, you should get used to it."
"Actually, I just had a nightmare."
"oh?"
"I dreamed that Wen Yu and I were getting married...you just stood aside and looked at me, toasting to wish me happiness."
Jiangbeiyuan was silent for a few seconds.
Suddenly he felt a little dazed.
If he hadn't returned to Ningcheng and come to find her, would she have married someone else long ago
By that time, maybe the person he's holding in his arms now won't be her.
"You are already my wife."
Warm lips fell on her forehead, with the same determination and depth as before.
Yan Nian closed his eyes and snuggled into his arms.
"Can I ask you a question?"
"ask."
"Which one do you like more, Jiang Ting or Jiang Beiyuan?"
"Jiangbeiyuan."
The latter blurted out without hesitation, which made Yan Nian interested, "Why?"
"Because Jiang Ting has never really gotten Yan Nian."
"… Fool."
Yan Nian's nose was sore and he tightened his arms around the man's waist.
“Now you’ve got it and you can never lose it.”
What he didn't know was that Yan Nian never really got Jiang Ting at that time.
Fortunately, he loved her with his life, and she responded.
…
(2)
Yan Nian gave birth to twins, a boy and a girl.
The daughter was carried out first, so she is the elder sister, and the younger son is the third child.
As for the matter of naming, it is not as particular as Jiang Qingchi's back then.
The elder sister's name is Jiang Chunhe, and the younger brother's name is Jiang Jingming. Chun and Jingming are a couple.
Jiang Beiyuan came back from the company that day. As soon as he entered the entrance hall, his daughter rushed over, grabbed her father's trouser leg, and pouted her little mouth for her father to kiss her.
Yan Nian, who was sitting on the sofa watching TV series, was unhappy: "Chun'er, he is my husband, you are not allowed to kiss him!"
Jiang Beiyuan bent down and picked up his daughter, with a smile on his face, "Mrs. Jiang and her daughter are still jealous?"
"Then my dear son, don't be angry."
Jiang Beiyuan: "No kissing allowed."
It made Yan Nian laugh.
Jealousy!
Jiang Beiyuan kissed his daughter's little face and carried his daughter into the study.
Although he had three children, he only had one daughter. This daughter followed Yan Nian's appearance, with almond-shaped eyes, an oval face, and white skin and shell teeth. He couldn't help but act coquettishly and cutely.
Yan Nian continued to sit on the sofa and watch TV.
Jiang Qingchi was massaging her mother's shoulders, and Jiang Jingming was squeezing her mother's legs.
Yan Nian was watching a Korean drama and saw the touching finale. The male and female protagonists were not together, but the female protagonist was with the second male lead. She couldn't help crying.
When Jiang Jingming saw this, he quickly got up and ran elsewhere, not knowing what he was doing.
Jiang Qingchi hugged Yan Nian. At the age of seven, he was now thinner and his eyebrows were very bold and unruly. "Mom, what's wrong with you?"
"What a bad ending! It's not good at all!"
"Oh...Mom, you are so grown up, yet you still cry because of a TV series. You are so shameless."
He said he was disgusted, but in action he patted his mother on the back, comforted her and told her to stop crying.
Not far away, Jiang Jingming was holding a clean handkerchief in his hand. He saw his brother hugging his mother and silently put the handkerchief into his pocket.
"Dong dong dong."
Hearing someone knocking on the door, Jiang Beiyuan said, "Come in."
Jiang Jingming stood at the door and stared at Jiang Beiyuan.
He is the one who looks most like Jiang Beiyuan in the whole family. His peach blossom eyes are a complete copy of Jiang Beiyuan's. When he is not smiling, he is restrained and outgoing, but he has some kind of captivating magic power. It is not difficult to imagine that he will also be the master of the country and the people in the future.
"Dad, mom is crying, why don't you go over and see her."
“…”
Jiangbeiyuan put his daughter on the ground, turned around and went to the living room.
Looking at Yan Nian who was crying with snot and tears, and then looking at the TV screen, Mr. Jiang rubbed his forehead and couldn't laugh or cry.
"Mrs. Jiang, my son is more worry-free than you."
As he spoke, he picked up his wife on the sofa and carried her back to the bedroom, where he rubbed her legs himself.
Yesterday, a family of five were shopping in the mall. Yan Nian accidentally fell and sprained her ankle. The scene was very embarrassing. The four members of the family looked at her with "speechless" eyes.
Thinking about this, Jiang Beiyuan looked at her wet eyes and said, "Don't cry anymore. It's not good for your eyes."
"Tch... what do you know? I just want to test our third son. He has a boring temper. He just follows your boredom and doesn't know how to care about others. When I cried just now, he just walked away. This is very embarrassing. Worry, what should I do if I become anti-social in the future?"
"He will not."
Jiangbeiyuan's voice was low.
"Not saying anything doesn't mean that he doesn't care about you. Just now he called me in the study and said that mommy was crying and asked me to come and see you. His eyes were also red. Seeing you cry must have made him feel uncomfortable. You..."
He pinched Yan Nian's little nose.
"What are you thinking about all day long?"
"What else can I think about? I miss you, my son, and this family!"
"Um."
Jiang Beiyuan leaned over and rubbed her soft cheek, "I love you."
"Know it."
"Say you love me, huh?"
"I love Jiang Ting."
"Silly."
After being tired for a while, Jiang Beiyuan went to work again. Yan Nian went to the bathroom, and when he came out, he found an extra handkerchief on the bedside.
The navy blue one is Jiang Saner's handkerchief.
My heart felt warm.
I still remember that when Chun and Jingming were born four years ago, Chun'er cried loudly, but Jiang San'er didn't cry, she was quiet and made no sound at all.
During that time, Yan Nian was worried and uneasy. He was worried about what to do if the child was mute, so he devoted himself to taking care of Jiang San'er and teaching him how to speak. Fortunately, when Jiang San'er was five months old, he started to call him mom. , the burden in Yan Nian's heart was relieved.
…
(3)
The children of the Jiang family all go to bed on their own at the age of three.
One person in one room.
Jiang Jingming was getting ready to go to bed when he heard a knock on the door, and the next second he saw Yan Nian sticking his head out.
"Ah, mommy wants to sleep with us three children today!"
"Mom should go and accompany brother and dad."
Jiang Jingming closed his eyes again.
At three years old, he was much more mature than seven-year-old Jiang Qingchi.
Yan Nian walked over with a pillow in his arms, "I don't care about them, I want to accompany our Jiang San'er today!"
Yan Nian likes to call Jiang Jingming Jiang San'er, Jiang Chunhe Chun'er, and Jiang Qingchi Dachi.
It feels very intimate and sounds good.
Yan Nian got into bed, looked at his young son with a cold face, and touched the furry head.
"San'er's bangs have grown, can I take you to get a haircut tomorrow?"
"Um."
"Oh, don't be so aloof. Your dad is good at everything, but he's only bad at being a coquettish guy. Don't just follow him!"
Yan Nian said, holding his son's little face with both hands, looking left and right.
One last serious kiss.
"Our Jiang San'er is so handsome. He is worthy of being my son. My mother loves Jiang San'er the most!"
“…”
The little guy curled up his lips, his cold expression finally showing off, and then he hugged Yan Nian's waist.
He is only a three-year-old child.
Also needs mother's love, mother's tenderness and pampering.
"Mom, don't cry anymore. Dad said it's bad for your eyes."
"Okay."
Yan Nian patted Jiang Jingming's back, "Mom, sleep with you more often, okay?"
"But Dad will be jealous."
"Don't worry about him, let him eat dumplings!"
…
(4)
Yan Nian has had a dream since he was a child. He wants to go to Xiangshan to see the red leaves.
When I was little, I wanted to go with my parents.
But this wish did not come true.
It happened this year.
Their family of five went to see the red leaves of Fragrant Mountain in autumn.
Jiang Beiyuan held his daughter in his left hand and his youngest son in his right hand. Now that he had younger siblings, Jiang Qingchi was no longer favored and could only be held by Yan Nian.
"Mom... when will my dad hug me?"
In the past, as long as he acted coquettishly, Jiang Beiyuan could barely do what he did.
Now that Chunhe is here, the younger sister's coquettishness is effective, and the younger brother is a sultry master. He only has his tsundere to follow his father.
Yan Nian: "When your younger brothers and sisters can run away, I'll probably be able to hug you."
"cut."
Jiang Jingming, who heard the sound, looked back at Jiang Qingchi and pointed at Jiang Qingchi towards Jiang Beiyuan.
That means letting dad hold his brother.
Jiang Beiyuan smiled and said, "Why are you so sensible? Be good."
Then he looked back at Yan Nian.
"Are you tired, Mrs. Jiang?"
"Fortunately, it's just Dachi who asked you when to hug him!"
"Cuddle me when I get home."
"Know-"
Jiang Qingchi just said a word, and there was a "click" sound, and something fell directly on his forehead.
Silly Qingchi even touched it with his hand and saw that it was a ball of white bird droppings.
Yan Nian: "..."
Jiangbeiyuan: "..."
Jiang Chunhe: "Hahahahaha, brother is so embarrassed!"
Jiang Jingming didn't say anything, but he turned around and coughed twice, and couldn't help but laugh.
Dachi was extremely depressed...
Even though Yan Nian had wiped his hair with wet wipes more than a dozen times, the little guy was still very depressed!
Why is he always the unlucky one
"Mom, I will never come to Xiangshan again!"
…
(5)
Jiang Qingchi has a cold.
It was also passed on to younger siblings.
The three of them have been suffering from colds for several days, but they are not feeling better.
Yan Nian was so anxious that he sent a message to WeChat to ask for medical advice, and Qiao Zhen soon replied.
"I think you have forgotten your Aunt Qiao!"
Yan Nian's infertility was cured by Qiao Zhen, so of course Yan Nian should not forget it.
Qiao Zhen said that the medicine was three-part poison, and asked Yan Nian to take the three children for acupuncture. After a few needles, the coldness could be eliminated.
The injection must be painful, let alone for such a young child. The moment the thin tip of the needle penetrated into the skin, Jiang Chunhe's golden beans came as soon as he said it, and he looked pitifully at his father who loved him the most.
"Dad, it hurts. Can I not need the injection?"
Jiang Beiyuan is a master who loves his daughter. He stays with her and comforts her gently: "Chun'er is the best behaved. The pain will be gone soon. I believe in this grandma."
Seeing Jiang Beiyuan facing Jiang Chunhe, Jiang Qingchi was not willing to be outdone and quickly turned his attention to Yan Nian.
"Mom, it hurts too! I can't move my feet now, and I can't lift my arms. It feels like I'm stuck!"
Yan Nian walked over speechlessly.
"It's okay, just hold on for fifteen minutes."
"Huh? Can it be five minutes?"
"You are the only one who knows how to bargain. You see, your brother is younger than you and he doesn't say a word."
Yes.
Among the three brothers and sisters, Jiang Jingming was the only one who remained silent.
Obviously, the number of needles inserted was the same, and the acupuncture points were also the same. The third child was the youngest. At most, he only frowned and bit his lips.
After returning home, Yan Nian couldn't help but slander Jiang Beiyuan -
"Jiang San'er is so brave. He will definitely be a strong and independent master in the future. We don't need to worry about him!"
Jiangbeiyuan nodded lightly.
"I don't deny that you are strong and independent, but the one who worries us the most in the future may be the third child."
"Why?"
"He has a heavy mind and thinks a lot, and he easily gets into trouble."
"oh… "
(6)
After all, the three children were too young, and Jiang Beiyuan didn't want them to continue acupuncture. He went to Qiao Zhen to get some herbal medicine during the day, and planned to give it to the children himself at night.
"You are the backbone of the family. Without you, Nian Nian would not be able to survive alone." Qiao Zhen joked with a smile.
Jiang Beiyuan also laughed, "A man should support his family."
"Oh, by the way, I heard that you don't want to be a doctor anymore. What's going on?"
"Although this job is good, I leave early and come home late. I stay up late and work overtime a lot. Nian Nian is worried that my body won't be able to bear it."
"makes sense,"
Qiao Zhen nodded, "You two are living a good life now. You have a son and a daughter. After so many years of going around in circles, you are still destined to be each other."
Destined
Jiangbeiyuan smiled and said nothing.
There are not so many fates in this world. One of them is trying every possible means to create a short-term overlap. There are too many intersections, so we are now inseparable.
There were times when she and he wanted to give up, but fortunately, there was never a real separation.
As for missing those ten years...
If you miss it, you miss it. It’s a bit regretful. You don’t need to understand it too thoroughly.
The future will always be happy, just like the sunshine.
…
(Author's note: I will start writing Xu Kuangjie's extra story tomorrow, and there will also be scenes of the Jiang family interspersed with it)
(End of chapter)