Chapter 51 Nuan Yang, let’s call her Nuan Yang
"I'll do it, I'll do it—you all sit down and talk to Chunling, she's bored because she's confined alone. Want some malted milk? I'll make it for you. We have hot water at home and clean cups. I'll give it to you after I'm done—"
Li Jinhua wanted to be the first to grab the malted milk from Chu Yue.
But Chu Yue was prepared. The moment Li Jinhua reached out her hand, she put the malted milk into Chen Fengying's hand.
"Mrs. Chen, please come and soak."
No matter how dumb Chen Fengying was, she understood what Chu Yue meant. She immediately hugged the malted milk in her hand tightly and agreed with a smile, "Sister Chu, don't worry, I'm the most efficient. We three will each have a cup, and the two children will each have a cup, so that's five cups, right? Did I count correctly?"
Li Jinhua immediately flattered him, "Me! And me! Comrade Chu, at my age, I haven't even tasted what malted milk tastes like—"
Chu Yue couldn't bear to see Li Jinhua, so she nodded and said, "Sister Chen, you're right, it's five cups."
"Okay, I'll go right away. Dazhuang, come with me to get the cup."
Chen Fengying treated this place as her own home. She walked into the kitchen as if she knew the place well, and did not forget to ask Chen Dazhuang to stand at the door to prevent Li Jinhua from coming in easily.
Both she and Chen Dazhuang were big and strong, and Li Jinhua was a skinny old lady, so she couldn't compete with them in terms of strength.
Li Jinhua was blocked outside the kitchen, her eyes were about to burst into flames with anxiety, and she felt extremely upset.
This was exactly what Chu Yue wanted, to make Li Jinhua see it but not be able to eat it, to make her angry and feel like she was being pricked by needles in her heart.
It would not hurt her if people who are greedy and mean to her scolded her a few times. She would not care at all. Instead, it would make her feel upset if she could not take advantage of them.
In the bedroom.
Wang Chunling saw everything Chu Yue did, and her eyes became moist with gratitude again.
She asked softly, "Comrade Chu, we just met by chance, why...why are you willing to help me like this?"
"That's probably why."
Chu Yue pointed to the desk beside her, her eyes complex and deep.
Wang Chunling turned her head and saw several books on the desk. They were all high school textbooks, one of which was a Chinese textbook.
Each book is very old and can be seen to be quite old. The cover of each book has Class 1, Grade 1 and Wang Chunling's name written on it.
The origin of these books is related to the changes in Wang Chunling's life.
Due to social changes in the early years, Wang Chunling's parents were labeled as capitalists. At that time, she was just in the first year of high school and was only a sixteen-year-old girl.
Suddenly, the family underwent a huge change. Her parents were sent to the northwest mines, and she was arranged to go to the countryside as an educated youth.
When Wang Chunling left home, she couldn't take anything with her. The only thing she took with her was her school bag.
At that time, she dreamed of going to college and bringing honor to her parents, but suddenly the world fell apart, her home was gone, her parents were gone, the college entrance examination system was cancelled, and she was arranged to do the dirtiest and most tiring work on a farm. People also scolded her as a capitalist lady all day long.
This went on for two years. Two years later, because she was pretty, the director of the women's department arranged a blind date for her.
The blind date happened to be Zhou Zhijian, who had returned home from the army to visit his family.
Zhou Zhijian fell in love with Wang Chunling at first sight. Wang Chunling, who was quiet, pretty and beautiful, was completely different from ordinary rural girls. He was determined to marry Wang Chunling. Even though Li Jinhua cried and made a fuss because of Wang Chunling's identity as a capitalist's daughter, she still couldn't make Zhou Zhijian change his mind.
In this way, Wang Chunling and Zhou Zhijian got married.
After marriage, Li Jinhua found all kinds of faults with Wang Chunling. Not only did she think she was unlucky, but she also felt that she had ruined Zhou Zhijian's future.
Li Jinhua often said, "If it weren't for you, my son wouldn't be just a company commander. He should have been a regimental commander! A battalion commander!"
What a big tone!
Her mother-in-law is fierce and her husband turns a deaf ear to her. Wang Chunling doesn't even have her family to support her, so she can only endure such days day by day.
To the point that she doesn't even have the right to decide how to give birth or control her body.
During these days, whenever the pain became unbearable, Wang Chunling would take those books and read them page by page.
Between the lines, what she read was not the words, but the happy time when she was carefree and her parents were still by her side.
When Chu Yue was delivering Wang Chunling, she saw those books, especially the Chinese textbook.
As soon as she saw it, she was reminded of the original owner.
Because some of the original owner's emotions still remain in this body and consciousness to a greater or lesser extent.
If the original owner hadn't died of a heart attack, but was forced to get married by Li A'mei, and if the man she met wasn't Lu Zhanlin... the original owner's situation would be the same as Wang Chunling's.
Wang Chunling was like the second original owner, which made Chu Yue feel more sympathy for her.
She would rather treat her well.
Some sugar and a cup of malted milk were nothing to Chu Yue.
Wang Chunling was still looking at those books, not understanding what Chu Yue meant. Was there anything special about those books?
Chu Yue had come out of her emotions and looked at the tiny child in Wang Chunling's arms. Her hands were no bigger than a tangerine, and her face was no bigger than a palm. She was a little girl who was spanked by her at birth and was lucky enough to survive.
"Can I hold this child?"
"Of course." Wang Chunling handed the child to Chu Yue. "I haven't named the child yet. Comrade Chu, since you're the child's savior, why don't you name it?"
The little child, in Chu Yue's arms, seemed weightless, very light, indeed a precious life.
Chu Yue looked out the window. The weather was nice, with a faint golden sunlight, which brought warmth to the winter.
"Nuan Yang. Let's call her Nuan Yang. I hope she will be as warm and bright as the sun all her life... What do you think?"
"Nuan Yang... Nuan Yang... It's a nice name, it sounds very warm. Your nickname is Nuan Nuan... Nuan Nuan... You have a name now."
Wang Chunling liked this name very much and kept calling it Nuannuan.
Lu Yuanbao had never seen such a small child before. He stood on tiptoe, stretched his neck, and looked into Chu Yue's arms.
Chu Yue lowered herself slightly so that Lu Yuanbao could see more clearly.
Lu Yuanbao came closer and said in surprise, "She... is so small."
Chu Yue smiled and said, "All babies are like this. You were this small when you were little, and you grew up day by day."
Lu Yuanbao felt it was magical. He gently touched the baby's lower hand, and his fingers were immediately covered. It was soft and warm. Although the baby was small, he was very strong.
and……
Lu Yuanbao smelled a familiar scent on the baby, it was... milk.
This is the smell of the milk Chu Yue gave him!
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