Chapter 173 I never thought of helping others before…

Perhaps having heard from relatives that their elders had done such a thing at the banquet, the eldest grandson of the great-uncle brought gifts to apologize the day after the full moon celebration.

Originally, Mr. and Mrs. Fu were quite resentful about this, but seeing how sincerely the other party's grandson apologized, and considering they weren't petty people, they didn't pursue the matter further.

Having been forgiven, the other party secretly breathed a sigh of relief and smiled somewhat helplessly as he frankly told the two elders of the Fu family, "My grandfather's temperament is truly a story full of bitter tears."

Madam Fu understood the implication and said with some heartache, "You must have caused you a lot of trouble."

The other person gave a wry smile.

My grandfather's personality meant that he had to clean up his messes quite a bit.

But what could be done? He was his own grandfather.

Having achieved his goal of apologizing, he planned to leave.

Since it was almost lunchtime, Madam Fu naturally wanted to invite them to stay for a meal.

"No, I actually have other things to do." Before leaving, he looked at Tang Mingli again, "Sister-in-law, please don't take my grandfather's words to heart."

Tang Mingli laughed again and replied, "I really didn't take it to heart."

He usually treats anything that makes him uncomfortable as if it's just a fart.

But those words were too vulgar, and she was embarrassed to say them in front of everyone.

After the other party left, Grandpa Fu finally felt that he had regained some face.

Not all of the Fu family's relatives are so unreasonable.

When Madam Fu heard his slightly smug remark, she laughed and said, "That's because a bad bamboo shoot has produced a good one."

Just then, the nanny who was looking after the child on the second floor came down with the child in her arms.

Madam Fu's attention instantly shifted to the child, and she greeted him with a big smile: "My little darling is awake?"

The nanny smiled and said, "I just woke up."

“Our Fu Yu is such a good baby, she doesn’t cry or fuss when she wakes up.”

Tang Mingli watched with loving eyes as her grandmother teased her daughter.

She doesn't deny that her daughter is well-behaved, which may be inherited from Fu Ci. But she rarely cries, which she believes is also due to being well cared for.

The nanny hired by the Fu family is very experienced and meticulous. She has taken excellent care of the child since birth.

Tang Mingli felt that the day she gave birth was probably the most difficult time she had ever experienced in her life regarding childbirth.

After the child is born, there will be a nanny. If needed, a tutor can be hired later when the child goes to school.

She might not even care much about her child's academic performance; instead, she would be more concerned about her health and emotional development.

Parents hope their children will become successful, which simply means they want their children to be able to live a good life when they grow up. Her daughter has already achieved that in one step.

Raising children is a completely different concept for the wealthy and for ordinary people.

The world is so unfair. While feeling fortunate, Tang Mingli also had a restless urge to do something.

But she had only given birth a month ago, and she couldn't just do whatever she wanted. She had to figure things out herself first and then discuss them with Fu Ci.

Thinking of Fu Ci, Tang Mingli couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth into a smile.

Something came up in Shenzhen, so I had to leave this morning.

But he couldn't bear to leave his daughter. The thought of leaving made this grown man's eyes well up with tears.

I couldn't bear to go to sleep at night, my eyes glued to my daughter.

She finally fell asleep, but woke up very early the next morning, not even wanting to blink as she watched her sleeping daughter.

The doting fathers I've seen in novels and TV shows are nothing compared to Fu Ci.

I wonder how long Fu Ci can stay away from home this time, and whether he will have to rush back overnight like last time.

That's probably impossible. He has a ton of work waiting for him, and his rational mind can make the right judgment. Otherwise, how can he give her and their daughter a happy life?

But Tang Mingli was certain that when he had some free time to call back, he would definitely ask to hear his daughter's voice, even if all she could do now was whine.

Just thinking about that scene makes her lips curl into a smile.

Sure enough, around 3 p.m., Fu Ci called back and after a brief chat, he couldn't wait to ask about his daughter's condition.

Upon learning that the child had woken up, she couldn't wait to say, "Let me hear the child's voice."

Tang Mingli couldn't help but laugh, but she still handed the microphone to her daughter as instructed.

“Baby, Daddy misses you. Talk to Daddy.”

It's scary when a one-month-old baby can talk.

She thought her mother was playing with her, blinked her big eyes, drooled with happiness, and occasionally let out a soft "ooh" in response to her mother.

Tang Mingli lied through her teeth, saying to her husband on the other end of the phone, "Did you hear that? Our daughter is saying hello to you."

"I heard you." Fu Ci made no attempt to hide his lapse in judgment when speaking to his daughter. He gently called her by her nickname and explained to the little girl that he was leaving because of work, and that it was definitely not because he was abandoning her.

Tang Mingli laughed even harder.

"Ahem, don't worry, my daughter will definitely understand."

After chatting for a while, Fu Ci had something to do and reluctantly hung up the phone.

On the other side, watching everything, Old Madam Fu couldn't help but laugh at her silly grandson.

"I never expected Fu Ci to have such a stupid side."

I recently learned the term "brain drain" from my granddaughter-in-law.

Grandpa Fu, however, was somewhat understanding and spoke up for his grandson: "You don't understand. Men are very excited to become fathers, and it's normal for them to be so happy that their intelligence drops."

Although men don't usually show their emotions outwardly, the joy of becoming a father is usually hard to suppress.

He understands.

Madam Fu retorted, "Why weren't you like this when you became a father?"

“Can I be the same? When I saw Cheng’an, he could already walk.”

Grandpa Fu spoke in a softer and softer voice.

Even now, when the topic comes up again, he still feels very sorry for his wife. He feels especially guilty for not being able to be by her side when he saw his grandson's performance during his wife's childbirth.

Madam Fu knew that the circumstances were special back then, so she didn't really want to hold it against her.

She was simply reflecting on her son's reaction when he became a father, and he certainly wasn't as excited as Fu Ci.

Grandpa Fu laughed, "You just don't understand."

Madam Fu retorted, "You understand?"

"Of course I understand."

Grandpa Fu originally wanted to keep everyone in suspense, but after being glared at by Grandma Fu, he obediently continued.

"Can having a son compare to having a daughter? Girls are so cute, even a rough old man's heart would melt at the sight of one."

Tang Mingli, who was playing with her daughter, listened to all this with a smile, and once again felt fortunate for her daughter, fortunate that her baby was born into such a family.

Everyone loves her, and they love her even more because she is a girl.

With the atmosphere so perfect, Tang Mingli decided to discuss her thoughts with her grandparents.

"Grandpa, Grandma, Fu Yu's arrival has given me an idea..."

Her daughter is very fortunate, but in this era, in this land of China, there are still many, many girls who live very difficult lives, and she wants to do her best to help them.

"Help those girls who need help?" Old Madam Fu was a little surprised, then applauded her idea.

“Great! Helping those girls who need help is wonderful. Grandma supports it.”

Grandpa Fu nodded approvingly, "Grandpa supports you too."

He was both proud and moved by his granddaughter-in-law's loving nature.

Tang Mingli guessed that her grandparents would definitely support her, but hearing it from their own ears was another matter.

"However, I need to think about this carefully. I don't want to just help once or twice, or help one or two people. I want to see if there is a way to continue doing this and bring some positive impact, so that more people can join in."

It's not as simple as just donating money and goods; it requires the help of a charitable foundation.

In her past life, her abilities were limited, and she didn't know much about Chinese charitable organizations. She'd have to wait until Fu Ci returned to discuss it with him.

He is knowledgeable and experienced, and will definitely be able to give her excellent guidance.

Tang Mingli thought that Fu Ci would be gone for at least ten days to two weeks after returning to Shenzhen. After all, there were many things to do at the beginning of the year, and with her giving birth, he had basically stayed in Guangcheng after the New Year, which meant there were even more things piling up. Even with his high efficiency, it would still take some time to deal with them.

To everyone's surprise, he returned five days later.

When she saw him, Tang Mingli was so surprised that she couldn't help but ask, "Why are you back so soon?"

Fu Ci smiled gently and asked, "Soon? I miss you and our daughter so much that every day feels like an eternity."

Hearing this, Tang Mingli couldn't bear to utter another word of teasing.

Putting yourself in her shoes, if she hadn't seen her daughter for five days, she would probably miss her very much too.

Unfortunately, I arrived home at the wrong time; the baby had just finished drinking milk and fallen asleep.

Fu Ci could only stand by the bed for a while before reluctantly taking a clean set of clothes to take a shower.

After taking a shower, I looked after my daughter for a while before going downstairs to chat with my family.

After exchanging only a few words, Madam Fu couldn't wait to tell her grandson about Tang Mingli's idea of ​​helping more girls in need.

Upon hearing this, Fu Ci's first reaction was also somewhat surprised, followed by a smile with a hint of approval: "That's a very good idea, I support you."

Their family is doing well now, so they can definitely help those in need.

Tang Mingli said, "Don't rush to support me. Let's talk in detail later, and I might not be so supportive anymore."

"How could that be?" Fu Ci smiled. He supported whatever his wife did, let alone such a good deed.

However, when the two lay in bed that night, and Tang Mingli whispered her thoughts, Fu Ci's attitude became much more cautious.

This caution is not about not supporting, but about figuring out how to support.

Help children, help girls...

He thought for a moment and asked, "Do you know about the children's foundation in our country?"

Tang Mingli shook her head: "I don't know."

In her past life, she was so overwhelmed by life that she became cold and indifferent, unable to muster any extra emotion to love society or other people.

“I think this foundation aligns well with your philanthropic philosophy; it's specifically designed to help impoverished children in need…”

Fu Ci told his wife everything he knew about the children's foundation in detail.

After listening, Tang Mingli thought about it and decided it was a good idea.

Although there are still some minor discrepancies, it helps children, so it's still on the path of our original intention.

She smiled and praised, "I knew it, discussing this with you would have been the right thing to do."

Fu Ci, enjoying his wife's praise, asked with a smile, "Would you like me to inquire about it in more detail for you?"

"No need, leave the rest to me."

It's just a donation; she'd do something like that.

After chatting for so long, it was getting late. Tang Mingli was sleepy and yawned, telling her husband to go to bed early too.

She slept for an unknown amount of time, and in a daze, Tang Mingli suddenly sat up, her heart pounding very fast.

Fu Ci was also startled awake. He quickly turned on the light and asked with concern, "What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"

Tang Mingli shook her head.

She didn't have nightmares, but in her half-awake state, a voice suddenly asked her if her sudden change to being so loving and kind was due to hormones after giving birth.

This question completely jolted her awake.

After hearing his wife's explanation, Fu Ci felt both amused and heartbroken, and couldn't help but reach out and gently poke her forehead.

Who ever said you weren't kind?

Tang Mingli shook her head again.

“I haven’t done anything wrong, so who would say such a thing?”

"If you haven't, why doubt that you've only recently become loving and kind?"

Tang Mingli honestly replied, "Because I never thought about helping others before."

Fu Ci sighed and gently pulled his wife into his arms: "You just had a hard life before, and you used all your energy to love yourself."

He said he was somewhat relieved that his wife knew how to love herself during the times when she didn't feel loved.

Upon hearing this, Tang Mingli was so moved that she almost cried and hugged her husband tightly around the waist.

Suddenly, Fu Ci leaned back, and the previously intimate embrace between the two became more distant.

Tang Mingli raised her head, but before she could ask why, she heard her husband say, "It sounds like the baby is crying?"

The Fu family has excellent soundproofing, even with two doors separating them. How could they hear this?

Tang Mingli thought it must be a hallucination.

"If the child wakes up, the nanny will come and knock on the door."

My daughter is very well-behaved; she only cries when she needs something.

For example, when you're hungry or need to poop.

But Fu Ci was certain, his expression turning serious. "I must have heard correctly. The crying sounded a bit like a tractor. It must be my daughter crying."

Sure enough, the nanny knocked on the door a short while later.

Tang Mingli didn't even have time to whine to her husband; she jumped up and opened the door.

The daughter was hungry and sobbed, but stopped crying immediately after drinking her mother's milk.

Tang Mingli turned to the nanny and said, "Auntie, you should go back to sleep. The child will sleep with us tonight."

The nanny smiled and tactfully left.

Looking at her adorable daughter drinking milk, Tang Mingli said to her husband, "How could you say our daughter cries like a tractor?"

"It really does look a bit like it."

To make it more convincing, Fu Ci even imitated it, saying, "Put-put-put, doesn't that sound a lot like a tractor being driven?"

Tang Mingli was amused and kept laughing.

After Fu Ci said that, it did indeed look quite similar, but she still couldn't accept the analogy and argued, "Nonsense, our daughter cries in a very elegant and cute way."

A childish voice isn't exactly adorable.

It's not that every child is a good child in their mother's eyes, but rather that she only realized after raising children herself that some children are naturally easy to raise, while others are naturally unruly.