1979: The child's mother is a celestial being.

Chapter 65 Persuading His Wife
Jiangcheng, Linjiang Residential Area.

"It's getting cold. Did Fusheng bring any clothes for autumn and winter when he went out?" Yang Hongmei teased her granddaughter, who was already babbling, and suddenly thought of her son who was acting in Shanghai. So she turned to her daughter-in-law, who was knitting on the sofa, and asked.

Liu Xiaoli paused for a moment, glanced at her mother-in-law, and replied, "He only brought one set of winter clothes. I packed two sets for him so he could change into them, but he thought the winter clothes took up too much space in his suitcase, so he took out one set for me instead."

"That brat, he's always afraid of trouble. He wants to wear the same set of winter clothes all winter long."

Of course, while Yang Hongmei complained, she knew in her heart that her son wasn't such an unhygienic person.

But he's definitely capable of spending money to buy a new one.

The problem is, if you already have so many clothes at home, why buy new ones?

Although their family's current situation is much better than in the past when they lived a life of "new clothes for three years, old clothes for three years, and patched up for another three years", even if they have some money, they shouldn't waste it like this, right?

Thinking this, Yang Hongmei said to her daughter-in-law, "Xiaoli, after dinner, help me pack two sets of Fusheng's thick clothes. I'll mail them to him on my way to work tomorrow, so that the brat won't spend money recklessly to buy more."

"Okay, Mom, I'll go get ready now."

Liu Xiaoli also knew what kind of personality her husband had. Her mother-in-law said that he was extravagant, and that was definitely not an exaggeration.

Of course, she wasn't a stingy wife who forbade her husband from buying clothes. It's just that he already had plenty of clothes at home, so there was really no need to waste money on them.

So Liu Xiaoli put down her needlework and got up to go to the bedroom.

But just then, her doorbell rang.

"Could it be his grandfather who's here?" Yang Hongmei guessed.

Liu Xiaoli also thought it was possible, and then walked towards the door.

As I approached the door, I asked through the door, "Who is it?"

"Open the door quickly, they're checking the water meter."

This sound?
So familiar!

'No way? '

The next second, Liu Xiaoli opened the door in disbelief. When she found her husband standing right there, the overwhelming joy instantly brought tears to her eyes.

"did you miss me?"

"Um!!!"

Liu Xiaoli nodded frantically, and when the man opened his arms, she finally couldn't resist throwing herself into his embrace.

"Honey, I miss you too."

Chen Fusheng held his wife tightly in his arms, stroking her hair and inhaling her scent, wishing he could become one with her at this moment.

"Brother Sheng, why did you suddenly come back?" After Liu Xiaoli's emotions subsided, she thought of her mother-in-law still watching in the living room and wanted to leave her husband's embrace.

But someone simply wouldn't let her leave.

He even grabbed her buttocks and lifted her up in his arms.

"Oh dear, put me down quickly... Mom's still here."

"Xiao Li, who is it?"

Yang Hongmei's view was blocked, so she didn't see her son. But when she sensed that something was wrong, she quickly got up and came over.

When he saw his daughter-in-law being hugged, he almost misunderstood, but luckily a familiar face appeared the next second.

He even called her "Mom".

"Son...why did you suddenly come back?"

Yang Hongmei asked the same question as her daughter-in-law.

Although Chen Fusheng was open-minded, he was too embarrassed to continue holding his wife in front of his mother, so he could only put her down.

Then I explained it.

"Mom, I'm back to take care of some things."

"What do you need me for?"

"Um, this can't be explained in just a few words..."

Seeing her son hesitate as he spoke, Yang Hongmei's heart skipped a beat. She then cautiously asked, "Son, you haven't gotten into trouble outside, have you?"

"..." Chen Fusheng didn't expect his mother to have such a vivid imagination, but this was no joke, so he quickly corrected her: "Mom, can't you wish me well for once? Look at your son's face, he doesn't look like he'd do anything wrong."

Yang Hongmei breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the young couple, and realized she was in their way. So she said, "Alright, you and your wife can chat for now. I'll go to the market to buy some groceries and also let your dad know."

"Mom, please sit down. I'll go call Dad over."

"Hey, don't be so polite with me, you guys continue, I'll be going now." Yang Hongmei said, changing her shoes at the door and preparing to leave, but before leaving, she remembered something and reminded the young couple: "My granddaughter is still on the sofa, you guys keep an eye on her, be careful she doesn't fall."

Liu Xiaoli understood her mother-in-law's words perfectly, which made her blush deeply.

Chen Fusheng chuckled as if he didn't understand, "Don't worry, Mom, it won't happen."

But in reality, after Yang Hongmei left, the two of them didn't do anything like that in the room.

After all, there's plenty of time at night, and it's not to the point of being so desperate.

Of course, the most important thing was that Chen Fusheng went to get close to his daughter.

"Baby, who am I? Do you still recognize your dad?"

“Ah…ah…” “Her pronunciation is getting clearer and clearer, isn’t it?” Chen Fusheng turned to look at his wife and said.

"If you hadn't come back by the end of the year, the baby might already be calling you 'Mommy'," Liu Xiaoli said, her words tinged with a hint of resentment.

But it wasn't a complaint, it was a melancholy.

"I'm sorry, baby. Daddy was wrong. Daddy didn't have time to spend with you. Daddy apologizes. Can you forgive Daddy?"

Babies who are only a few months old don't have much memory. Chen Fusheng has been away from home for a month, which is enough time for his daughter to forget him.

So the little guy kept staring at his 'dad' with wide, curious eyes, as if he wanted to get to know him again.

Looking at his daughter, who was becoming more and more adorable, Chen Fusheng finally couldn't resist kissing her delicate, beautiful face.

As a result, I committed a sin.

The little guy burst into tears after being kissed by him.

He was still a little confused, but Liu Xiaoli, who was standing next to him, found the problem.

"Your beard pricked her."

As she spoke, she was still furious and raised her hand high to slap her husband on the back. However, at the moment of impact, she had only about three-tenths of her strength left.

Chen Fusheng naturally didn't care about his wife hitting him, because compared to his daughter's crying, this slap was nothing.

"I'm sorry, baby, this darn beard, Daddy will go and pluck it out one by one right now."

That was obviously a lie. When Chen Fusheng actually went to the bathroom, he tried plucking a single hair and was so pained that he shuddered all over. So he decided to stick to using a razor.

After he finished shaving and took a shower, his wife not only soothed their daughter but also managed to get her to sleep right away.

"Let me hug you."

"Be careful."

Liu Xiaoli knew that her husband would definitely hold their daughter after taking a shower, so after putting her to sleep, she didn't take her to the crib.

"Do not worry."

Seeing this heartwarming scene of her husband holding their daughter, Liu Xiaoli couldn't help but find her camera and take several photos of the father and daughter from different angles.

"Let me see, how's the photo?"

"How can you see it if it's not developed yet? But I have quite a few developed photos, I'll go get them for you now."

As Liu Xiaoli spoke, she went back to her room and brought out a stack of photos, mostly individual photos of her daughter.

It almost recorded her growth trajectory every day.

While Chen Fusheng was carefully examining these photos, Liu Xiaoli was accompanying him in his 'reminiscence,' but her gaze would occasionally fall on his profile.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" Chen Fusheng was still very sensitive to his wife's gaze, after all, she didn't seem to be avoiding him.

"You really didn't do anything wrong outside?"

"Hey, you're still having doubts."

“You came back so suddenly this time, and without even any luggage. How could I not be suspicious?” Liu Xiaoli said logically and with evidence.

"Okay, I was planning to wait until my parents arrived before we talked about it, but since you're worried, I won't keep you in suspense any longer."

Chen Fusheng looked into his wife's eyes and continued:

"Actually, I came back without telling you this time to pick you and the baby up and take you to Shanghai."

"Why would you want to take us to Shanghai for no reason?" Liu Xiaoli pressed.

"I'm going to play a cameo role, but my main reason is to miss you and our daughter."

"A cameo role? I can't act, and why didn't you mention it in your letter last week? You could at least have given me some time to prepare."

Meeting his wife's questioning gaze, Chen Fusheng explained with a hint of helplessness, "It's not about asking you to do a cameo, it's about asking her." He pointed to his daughter in his arms.

Most afraid of the air suddenly quiet.

Liu Xiaoli stared into her husband's eyes for a long time. Although she could tell he wasn't joking, she still felt the whole thing was rather absurd.

"You mean, you want our three-month-old daughter to act in a play?"

"It's just a cameo appearance."

"What's the difference?"

"Actually, the cameo role isn't the main point. The main point is that I want you and your daughter to go to Shanghai. Don't worry, you don't need to worry about food, clothing, accommodation, or transportation there. I've already arranged everything."

How do I get there?

"By plane."

"You've thought of everything for my daughter and me, so what can I say?"

"No, honey, if you really don't want to go, I certainly won't force you."

"Go ahead, go ahead. I've been so bored staying at home lately, I'll go see how you guys film."

"Thank you to my wife for being so understanding..."

As he spoke, Chen Fusheng gave his wife a sneaky poke on the face.

(End of this chapter)