When Rong Muxing was eight months old, his facial features had fully developed, transforming him into a cute baby with big eyes.
He was extremely adorable.
I held him all day long, as if I were petting a cat. I even smelled his little smelly feet and found them pleasantly fragrant.
Rong Bo suddenly said that he didn't plan to have a second child. He also said, "Pregnancy and childbirth are too hard. I don't want to see you suffer."
I hugged my precious son and snorted, "You're just afraid that there'll be another man competing with you for my affection, aren't you?"
Rong Bo replied, "Childish."
That night when we were sleeping, I half - asleep saw him pick up our son from between us and put him back into the crib in the corner. Then he quietly lay down in the position where our son had been sleeping, hugged me contentedly, and fell asleep.
Me: ……
Who's really being childish here!
Some people say that as long as you persevere, a miracle will surely happen.
I didn't believe this before, but I saw a miracle in Grandma!
At our son's first - birthday banquet, Grandma, full of energy, sat in a wheelchair and took the stage to give blessings to the child.
Everyone in the audience stood up and applauded. The scene was truly moving.
Rong Bo looked at Grandma on the stage, kissed my forehead, and softly said, "This miracle exists for you, Xingzai."
I couldn't help but burst into tears.
After two years of unremitting efforts, the urban electric vehicle I designed, [Xingzai Mini], was officially launched.
Unexpectedly, this niche model that was not initially favored became a best - selling hit. It sold out as soon as it went on the market, and in many cities, there was a shortage of this vehicle.
My father's company also made a substantial profit from this. Not only did it gain a good reputation in the market, but its stock price also rose significantly.
He excitedly said that he wanted to use this money to develop new energy.
I mercilessly shattered his dream. "Listen to me. Only use one - tenth of the money for development, and keep the rest for production."
Even my mother was shocked. "When did your thoughts become so mature?"
I flipped my hair. "I'm a married woman now. I'm very responsible when doing things."
Then I said to my idealistic father, "Pursuing dreams is important, but it's even more crucial to make the enterprise bigger and more long - lasting. There are so many employees in the company, and there are countless families relying on them. These are all very real problems."
My mother kept praising Rong Bo. "Our son - in - law Rong is really amazing!"
Me:???
My father said, "Son - in - law Rong said he wanted to invest in our company. Why did you refuse?"
Me: ……
Dad!
You're so naive!
I said, "If he invests, he'll get a share of the money you've worked so hard to earn. Your company is running well and doesn't need money. Why let outsiders benefit?"
My mother kicked me. "You stingy thing!"
When Rong Muxing was almost two years old, I couldn't wait to get pregnant with our second child.
The whole family was overjoyed, and Grandma happily started knitting sweaters.
She had lost a lot of weight recently, and all her hair had fallen out. Wearing the little hat I made for her, she lay in a deck chair in the yard, slowly moving the knitting needles.
I was very worried about her, but I didn't dare to mention it in front of her for fear of crying and upsetting the old lady.
However, Grandma called me over on her own initiative. "Xingzai, come here."
I walked over as she said. Grandma tremblingly lifted her arm that was as thin as a bamboo pole. "Grandma wants to hug you."
Tears welled up in my eyes uncontrollably.
I hugged her and cried silently.
Grandma said, "Life is like a train on a journey. At the start, you have your family with you. Then, people keep getting on the train to accompany you for a while. When the fate is over, they'll get off. The time they accompany you may be long or short. Now, Grandma is about to get off the train..."
All I could do was cry.
Grandma said, "In a while, your second child will get on the train. With so many people accompanying you, your life journey will be lively and not too lonely."
Me: "…Well. Thinking about it this way, getting married is really good."
Grandma smiled. "In my opinion, the meaning of marriage is that a child grows into an independent adult. They want to have more love, so they form a family. Husband and wife help and support each other. In this way, many difficulties and pains in life will have someone to share with you. Compared with the courage and freedom of choosing to be single, those with a family have an extra heavy responsibility. Caring for the older generation and raising the younger generation, and maintaining the whole big family with family affection, making it thrive... This is inheritance."
I sniffed. "Wait for me. I'll get a pen and paper to write this down..."
Grandma was overjoyed.
A few days later, Grandma said the sweater was finished and asked me to go and see if I was satisfied.
Rong Bo took the child and accompanied me there.
From afar, I saw Grandma lying in the deck chair in the yard, dozing off. She must have been asleep.
Her red reading glasses were hanging down, and a light - pink sweater was quietly spread out on her lap. It was a cute little dress.
I told Rong Muxing not to make a sound, then whispered to Rong Bo with a smile, "Grandma wants a great - granddaughter."
Rong Bo didn't say a word.
He just walked over calmly on his own, squatted down to take a closer look, then looked back at me and said, "Grandma is gone."
Almost everyone's eyes were red from crying at Grandma's funeral.
Dressed in black, Rong Bo held a black umbrella and stood in front of the tomb.
His tall back looked sad and lonely.
I heard some relatives whispering secretly, "He was raised by Grandma herself. Yet, not a single tear came out of his eyes when Grandma passed away... He's really cold - blooded..."
Remembering what Grandma had said, one quiet night, I boldly asked him, "Hey, do you want to lean on my shoulder?"
Rong Bo: "…"
I advised him, "You'd better cry it out. Holding it in will make you sick."
Rong Bo sighed. "I really don't want to cry."
Me: ……
You cold - blooded guy!
It had been three months since Grandma left us.
The pregnancy reaction this time wasn't as intense as last time. I still had an appetite to cook delicious food for myself.
Today, my mother - in - law brought fresh spare ribs and mandarin fish. I casually made sweet - and - sour spare ribs and squirrel - shaped fish, the dishes Grandma had taught me.
Rong Bo came home from work just in time for the hot meal.
When he saw the dishes, he suddenly paused for a moment.
I knew he recognized these were his favorite dishes.
And they were cooked in Grandma's unique way.
I suddenly felt a bit regretful. Although he seemed calm on the surface, did these dishes remind him of Grandma and make him feel sad inside?
However, I was over - thinking.
Rong Bo had an unusually good appetite tonight.
He usually ate very little for dinner, but today he ate two bowls.
Me: ……
You heartless guy!
After dinner, Rong Muxing said he needed to poop. I took him to the bathroom while Rong Bo went to do the dishes.
Halfway through Rong Muxing's business, Rong Bo suddenly rushed in. Seeing that Rong Muxing was using one toilet, he quickly went to the other toilet in the cubicle, lifted the lid, and "whoosh" vomited all his dinner out.
I immediately left Rong Muxing and rushed to care about Rong Bo. "What happened? Did you eat too fast?"
He flushed the toilet and went to the sink to rinse his mouth.
I handed him a towel, but he grabbed my wrist and pulled me into his arms.
Me:!!!
The man's tall figure enveloped me. He buried his head in my neck and sobbed silently, like a wounded beast, so helpless and painful.
Gradually, I felt a wetness on my neck, and a large part of my collar was cold.
My heart ached. I hugged him tightly.
I patted his broad back.
He cried so sadly that I couldn't help but shed tears too. I pulled back a bit, held his tear - streaked face, and kissed him again and again...
Grandma, can you see this?
In this world, there's someone who can make the big bad guy take off his cold and heartless mask. He will laugh unrestrainedly and cry passionately only for her. She will tolerate everything about him, understand him, protect him, and love him.
And that someone is me.
Finally,
I remembered Rong Muxing who had been forgotten on the toilet.
I turned to look at him. On the other side was my husband who was crying passionately. I could only mouth to my son, "Are you done?"
My son was so smart. He must have taken after me in this regard. He silently sat on the toilet and mouthed back to me, "Take your time. Don't rush."
He was truly my son. He was so cool!
Autumn came, and so did our second child.
As we hoped, she was a beautiful little princess.
Rong Bo was so happy that he held her in his arms all night without closing his eyes.
He couldn't get enough of looking at her and boasted about his daughter's beauty to everyone he met.
Me: ……
What beauty?
She was all wrinkled like a walnut.
At the full - moon banquet, the little princess wore the little dress Grandma had knitted herself, and she melted everyone's hearts.
To commemorate Grandma, her name was Rong Zhenzhu, which also meant the apple of the eye.
Facts proved that Rong Bo was a complete daughter - lover.
When Rong Zhenzhu painted his face with the makeup I designed, he just smiled.
Yes.
Since that crying episode, the big bad guy seemed to have broken the seal of his facial paralysis. His expressions became more and more vivid.
His parents said that maybe it was because his face had gotten thicker after getting married.
My parents said that it was because I had a strange style and led him astray.
After our daughter could talk, Rong Bo mastered a new skill - acting coquettishly.
Scary, right?
He would act coquettishly with his daughter. "Zhenzhu, Daddy loves you the most. Don't be angry, okay?"
I was almost jealous.
My daughter still looked cold - faced. "Okay."
She was exactly like a younger version of Rong Bo.
Although we were an old married couple, I was still very afraid of my husband, especially in bed.
Maybe it was his revenge for me always bullying him when I was pregnant.
Now he always bullied me so mercilessly...
I was almost thirty years old and in charge of several companies, but I was still very willful at home.
Sometimes I would still quarrel with my husband. When I got really angry, I would even run away from home.
However, for the sake of the overall situation, I generally didn't go too far.
At first, Rong Bo would be worried and come out to chase me.
After chasing me hundreds of times, he got too lazy to do it.
Now it was usually my son who came out to chase me.
Rong Muxing: "Mom, slow down. Don't fall!"
Me: "Why did you come out?"
Rong Muxing handed me a piece of clothing. "It's windy outside. I'm afraid you'll catch a cold."
Me: "Your dad doesn't even come to chase me. He doesn't love me anymore..."
Rong Muxing: "No, he can't come out."
Me: "Why?"
Rong Muxing: "My sister is scolding him and even hitting him. She's so fierce."
I sighed. "You also think it's your dad's fault tonight, don't you?"
Rong Muxing: "It's his fault."
Me: "You don't even know what happened. How do you know it's his fault?"
Rong Muxing: "If he can't tolerate your personality, it's his fault."
Me: "Is it really not good for me to be so willful all the time?"
Rong Muxing: "Can you change it if it's not good?"
Me: "…No."
Rong Muxing: "Let's go. Go home and continue to make trouble. Anyway, you can't change!"
Me: "You're absolutely right. Let's go home and make trouble!"