The door to the ward was pushed open again.
Everyone looked at the open door.
There was an empty space at the entrance for about two seconds, then suddenly, a person wearing denim overalls and a red short-sleeved shirt was pushed in.
Jiang Mingxi had her hair styled again, matching the hairstyle of the doll in her hand. She wore the same clothes and was holding the doll when Song Lan gently pushed her back as she entered the ward.
This is three-year-old Xiaoxi. One afternoon, his mother made him a pair of overalls and a red short-sleeved shirt using a sewing machine.
Twenty years later, 23-year-old Jiang Mingxi wore the same overalls and red short-sleeved shirt.
However, it was Song Lan who did it.
After learning to sew from the aunt in my family for more than a dozen days and nights, and enduring countless pricks to my fingers, I managed to make some crudely made but similar-looking clothes.
Put it on Jiang Mingxi.
Just like back then.
" Xiaoxi, that's Daddy, Mommy, and Brother. They're all waiting for Xiaoxi."
Song Lan pushed Jiang Mingxi inside and whispered behind him.
"Go."
Jiang Mingxi, clutching the rag doll in her arms, was pushed forward by Song Lan.
For more than a decade of his life, he had been searching for his mother, enduring countless hardships in the process. Now that his mother was right in front of him, he felt lost and uncertain.
There was an inexplicable fear.
I can't quite describe it, but if I had to, it's the kind of fear that makes my heart ache.
But this fear didn't last long, at most five seconds.
The moment Zheng Muyun saw Jiang Mingxi, she was stunned for about five seconds, then, as if possessed, she rushed off the hospital bed and pounced on Jiang Mingxi, crying, " Xiaoxi!"
He pulled her Xiaoxi into his arms.
Three years old, twenty-three years old.
The moment Zheng Muyun hugged her, all the pain in Jiang Mingxi's heart miraculously vanished. "Mom."
Finally, I have a mother.
You have a mom now!
He has a mother now!
She's a mother who will be good to him!
It's Mom!
It turns out that Mom is the best medicine; she can heal pain. The pain really is gone.
"Mommy!" Jiang Mingxi grabbed the doll and hugged Zheng Muyun.
Bai Zheming and Bai Jinghan followed closely behind, and the family of four embraced each other, weeping uncontrollably.
Zhao Jiayuan turned to Chen Chong, "Waaah, my eyes are peeing."
Chen Chong ruffled his hair, said nothing, but his eyes reddened.
Feng Moshan walked over to Song Lan Song Lan gave her a thumbs up.
At the time, Song Lan said she wanted to create a three-year-old Jiang Mingxi, but he didn't understand.
"Where's A-Wang? Why isn't he here?" Feng Moshan glanced outside and, seeing that there was indeed no one there, asked Song Lan in a low voice.
Song Lan's gaze remained fixed on Jiang Mingxi, and she said in a low voice, " The Bai Family's house is no longer suitable for them to move back in. A-Wang, have the house on Yonghe Road cleaned up, and once they are discharged from the hospital, they will all move there."
In the Bai Family's flower garden, so many lives of the old housekeeper's family are buried.
Even now that the family of four is reunited, how can they bear the pain in their hearts every time they walk past that flowerbed?
We all became depressed after just a few days.
Feng Moshan sighed, "It's only right."
It's a pity that the old steward's entire family was murdered. If even one of them had survived, the Bai Family would have treated them like an ancestor to repay their debt of gratitude. Now, they don't even have the chance to do so.
It's completely gone.
This feeling is unpleasant.
After a moment of silence, Feng Moshan said to Song Lan, "No, is your family going bankrupt? You're pursuing Jiang Mingxi, why don't you show some sincerity at a time like this? And why are you staying at A-Wang's house?"
Song Lan's lips twitched slightly.
Song Bai's lips twitched slightly.
The elder sister-in-law's lips twitched slightly.
They certainly expressed it, but what did A-Wang say again?
A-Wang said, "Hehehe, there's no need for that. You can keep your little bit of money for your own spending."
Listen to this!
Listen to this!
They say their family's money is pocket money!
Feng Moshan looked at Song Lan in disbelief, "So, according to this logic, if you get together with Jiang Mingxi in the future, wouldn't you be considered to be marrying up? Like a phoenix rising from the ashes?"
Zhao Ke immediately looked at Song Lan with suspicion, "Damn, you're dating Xiaoxi? You're not after A-Wang's money, are you?"
Zhao Jiayuan, who had been crying his eyes out just a moment ago, immediately came over upon hearing the gossip. He wiped away his tears, looking puzzled, and hiccuped, "If he's after A-Wang's money, why doesn't he just talk to A-Wang directly? Is he afraid A-Wang won't like him?"
Song Lan:...
Fortunately, his older brother Song Bai was there to help his younger brother out of a tight spot. " A-Wang likes to wear glasses, to look knowledgeable, but when he takes them off he's the kind of 'refined scoundrel,' which doesn't fit his description."
Song Lan:...
Thank you and your whole family!
Song Bai:...
He shrugged and spread his hands in resignation.
See? He really doesn't fit the bill, not just my whole family.
Song Lan:...
Zhao Jiayuan immediately nudged Zhao Ke's shoulder and whispered, " A-Wang's type is the same type as Pei Ning's!"
Zhao Ke immediately looked at Zhao Jiayuan warily, "You've made new friends outside? How come I didn't know you and Pei Ning were so close?"
Zhao Jiayuan rolled his eyes at him, "I watched that dating reality show of theirs. Pei Ning mentioned his ideal type, you idiot."
Seeing that the two of them had gone off to chatter away, Song Lan breathed a sigh of relief.
Suddenly, someone tugged at my arm.
After the scene of Jiang Mingxi and her family of four embracing and crying ended, Jiang Mingxi pulled Song Lan aside, wiped her tears, and smiled, "This is Song Lan, someone I like very much."
Song Lan was taken aback.
He had considered visiting Jiang Mingxi's parents countless times.
But, unexpectedly, on this occasion, Jiang Mingxi was reuniting with his parents and brother for the first time. Just a few minutes ago, the whole family was crying their eyes out, and now they were going to introduce him to them.
Song Lan felt a mix of bittersweet emotions.
Bullshit!
There's simply not enough time!
All that's left is tension.
My whole body tensed up, and all I could say was, "Mom!"
Song Bai: Oo???
Sister-in-law: oO!!!
Upon hearing the shout, Song Lan immediately sensed something was wrong and quickly tried to cover it up, "No, um, you're Song Lan."
Song Bai:...
Sister-in-law:!!!
Oh shit!
You've ruined everyone in my life!
Jiang Mingxi, a slight smile still lingering on her tear-stained face, leaned closer to Song Lan Song Lan, in front of her parents and brother, kissed him on the cheek. She then took his hand and looked at her mother, saying, "I really like him."
Bai Jinghan glanced at Song Lan, then turned back and whispered to his wife, "He doesn't seem very bright."
Song Bai, being Song Lan's older brother, quickly stepped forward to defend his younger brother, saying, "Uncle is right. He's just not very bright. He's been single-minded since he was little, and once he sets his mind on someone, he'll be devoted to them."
"Don't worry, Uncle and Aunt, he will definitely treat Xiaoxi well in the future."
The eldest sister-in-law nodded firmly, "Otherwise, our whole family will beat him up."
Song Lan quickly assured him, "I will never commit suicide again."
Zheng Muyun, who was about to express her opinion:...
suicide?