Sweet love and sweet pet: ex-husband pursues little wife again

Chapter 510 Fanwai: There is a crane coming from the east, I miss you as before (1)

Mrs. Tang's wife is a daughter, and she is a pair of pink and lovely twins.

However, as a mother, how can I not be happy.

Before confinement, Mrs. Tang's family shed tears all day long, while coping with her in-laws' scolding, while worrying about her daughter's future.

Because the twin sister is in good health, but the twin sister suffers from congenital heart disease. She was born weak and sickly, and the doctor predicted that she would not survive at all.

It is not so easy to recover from the illness that fell during confinement.

Seeing his wife wither away day by day, and her whole body lose her former radiance, Tang Yi was extremely anxious.

Although Tang Yi loves his wife dearly and seeks a lot of folk prescriptions and medicines, they can't save her body that is fading day by day.

When Tang Nianchu was young, he grew up smelling the smell of various traditional Chinese medicines.

Both my sister and my mother are sick.

The sky of the Tang family always seems to be shrouded in a layer of gray haze, and there is no sunshine all year round.

When he was only three or four years old, Tang Nianchu had a maturity and melancholy that his peers could not understand.

Whenever her younger sister Tang Ruoyi was sick in bed again, she would always sit in the yard with her chin propped up on her chubby little hands, blinking her big round eyes, wondering what she was thinking.

"Hey, look, the eldest lady is in a bad mood again..."

"Keep your voice down, twins have telepathy, and the younger sister is sick, so the eldest lady is naturally unhappy." A servant watched from a distance by the curtain, discussing in a low voice.

"Tell me, is Madam going to die? Recently, she looks very pale, as white as paper."

"Maybe... This family is also suffering from ill fate, and we don't know when it will get better."

Tang Nianchu heard the words floating in the wind, she could understand what the servants were gossiping about at a young age, those words seemed to cut her heart with a knife.

How she wished that like other children, she would be sent to kindergarten by her mother every day, and she would take her sister with her, but it seemed that this was an unrealistic fantasy.

Because her mother has been bedridden for as long as she can remember.

Tang Nianchu sighed in distress, got up and ran upstairs.

Tang Nianchu first went to Tang Ruoyi's room.

Tang Ruoyi was sleeping, holding a little rabbit doll with a pale face. The doll was brought by Tang Yi's friend from abroad, and the Tang family sisters liked it very much. Tang Ruoyi is the younger sister, and those who are older sisters must give in to the younger sister.

She lay down beside the crib and kissed her younger sister on the cheek, then went to her parents' bedroom.

Her mother was lying weakly on the bed, being fed thick brown traditional Chinese medicine with a pungent smell by the servant.

Seeing Tang Nianchu's arrival, her mother smiled slightly, as if she had exhausted all her strength, and spoke to her weakly: "Nianchu, why are you here? Aren't you going to play with the children?"

"Mom, I'm not in the mood to play, my sister is sick." She whispered, and climbed onto the small stool beside the bed and sat down.

"Nian Chu is good, just sit here and stay with mom."

"Ok!"

She held her mother's hand, feeling that that hand was soft and cool, and it was incompatible with Xia Tian who heard the cicadas outside the window.

Mother passed away on a hot day.

At that time Tang Nianchu was seven years old, he had just entered elementary school and had to go to class the next day, but Tang Nianchu couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

Listening to the strange hustle and bustle at home, thinking about Tang Ruoyi's complexion and wondering if she could go to school with her tomorrow, she felt insomnia for the first time.

At dawn in the morning, Tang Yi woke up Tang Nianchu, who hadn't slept all night, with red eyes, and whispered to her: "Nianchu, your mother is leaving, can you go and say goodbye to her?"

"Where is Mom going?" She sat up and asked, and at the same time glanced at Tang Ruoyi who was sleeping soundly: "Father, do you want to wake Ruoyi up?"

"No, let's go." Tang Yi was in a hurry.

Tang Nianchu was still wearing a nightgown, stumbling along with his father to their bedroom.

She found that her mother had changed into strange clothes, combed her hair neatly, and seemed to have put on makeup.

"Nianchu... Mom is leaving... I have something to say to you, my sister..."

On that weird early morning, Tang Nianchu listened to his mother say a lot of things that she didn't understand, and then watched her cry and closed her eyes forever.

She burst into tears with a "wow" and finally realized what happened.

The heart-piercing cries could not wake her up, no matter how much Tang Nianchu cried to persuade her to stay, she could not be heard again.

After his wife passed away, in order not to irritate Tang Ruoyi, Tang Yi ordered everyone to tell Tang Ruoyi that their mother had gone abroad for medical treatment.

Regarding this, Tang Nianchu remained silent and never dared to reveal anything to Tang Ruoyi.

Whenever she saw Tang Ruoyi innocently looking forward to her mother's return soon, Tang Nianchu felt very uncomfortable.

As she grew older, she gradually understood what her mother had said to her that morning.

After her mother left, she couldn't let Tang Ruoyi go, so she urged her, as a sister, to take good care of Tang Ruoyi.

From then on, Tang Nianchu began to take care of Tang Ruoyi as a sister and a mother.

As long as it was fun, at most she would let Tang Ruoyi play it to find something fresh.

As long as she eats something delicious, she will give Tang Ruoyi a bite or two at most to satisfy her cravings.

If Tang Ruoyi was sick, she wouldn't be able to sleep well at night, and would keep getting up to check on her condition. She studied hard and tried her best to make up for Tang Ruoyi who always missed her classes.

Later, Tang Ruoyi grew older, and gradually understood the fact that her mother would never come back and that she might not survive the doctor's prediction, and gradually became melancholy and sensitive.

Tang Nianchu began to realize that as she grew up, Tang Ruoyi's heart seemed to be getting further and further away from her.

Tang Nianchu's girlhood has always been quite satisfactory.

She studied hard, and wanted to show off to the patriarchal Tang Yi, but it seemed that no matter how hard she worked, Tang Yi's focus was not on her studies.

Tang Yi would often invite friends home for dinner and tea. During the meeting, he talked about which chaebol son was old, how good-looking, how good he was, and whether he was a good match for his family's Nianchu. At the age when boys would blush and heartbeat, Tang Nianchu wished he could bury his head in the sand like an ostrich and never touch this topic.

It's not that no one confessed to her, since junior high school, Tang Nianchu has received no less than a hundred love letters, but she is always in a state of anxiety.

I don't know when I got used to sleeping curled up and covering my chest.

I don't know when I developed the habit of keeping my ears shut.

Tang Nianchu only wanted to guard this small family, her father, younger sister, and stepmother and stepbrother.

She also stubbornly told Tang Yi that she should not get married before she grew up, but Tang's deteriorating management strengthened Tang Yi's determination to send her on the road of marriage.

(End of this chapter)