Fueled by alcohol, the father spoke his heart, and he even cried, as if releasing all the guilt in his heart.
Cheng Ran patted him on the shoulder, his voice firm.
“You will always be my father. We came back this time to tell you that we are doing well. You and my sister did not hurt me. Without you, my family and I would not be able to reunite. Let’s forget about those unpleasant things, okay?”
He never imagined that he would show such a sentimental side to anyone other than Jiang Wanqing.
But the truth is, the two years he spent with amnesia were some of the most relaxing moments of his life.
"Okay, let's have a drink, father and son, and forget...forget all this nonsense!"
"Okay, drink!"
Cheng Ran and his father each downed two cups of wine, and all their grudges vanished in that instant.
Because it was so late, they stayed there for another night.
Because there were too few rooms, Cheng Ran and his father ended up sleeping together, while Jiang Wanqing, along with her daughter and younger sister, squeezed in to sleep.
The child slept in the middle, while the two sisters slept on either side. Although the space was cramped, the younger sister felt incredibly relaxed.
Taking advantage of the moonlight streaming in from outside, she called out.
"Sister Wanqing?"
"Huh? Did we bump into you?"
As she spoke, Jiang Wanqing tried to move the child closer to her.
"No, I have something to tell you."
She waved her hand, afraid of waking Nannan.
Fortunately, the child sleeps very well and is impossible to wake up from a deep sleep, always snoring softly.
"Is it still about Cheng Ran? We really don't blame you, really..."
“That’s not what I wanted to say.” Amei shook her head slightly, turned to the side, and put her hands under her head: “Sister Wanqing, I want to hear you tell me your story with Brother Aye.”
During the day, she originally wanted to change her address to Comrade Cheng, but admitted that she felt that the title was too unfamiliar to her and her father, so she let them call her Aye instead.
It can be said that as long as he lives in this village, he is everyone's Ah Ye.
"Hmm? Why?"
Jiang Wanqing looked slightly puzzled, thinking that she would avoid such a sensitive topic, but she herself started the conversation.
"Because I want to know how to tell a man's character from the beginning, my father has started arranging blind dates for me recently. I also want to try developing a relationship with someone if I find someone suitable."
Hearing this, Jiang Wanqing smiled even more broadly.
"Really?"
It wasn't that I was secretly laughing at her for finally giving up on Cheng Ran, but rather that I was relieved that she had finally let go and was willing to devote herself to a completely new life, even a new love life, which was a good thing.
"Yes, it's true. Before you guys came, I always used Brother Ye as my standard, but after chatting with you guys today, I realized that what suits me best is the best. So... I was wondering if you could share some experience with me, Sister Wanqing?"
This kind of conversation was truly unexpected for Jiang Wanqing, but she said she was happy to share her experience.
"Of course I can, but it's not about teaching. When a man and a woman like each other, respect is the most important thing. At first, I didn't have any feelings for your brother Aye, but he respected me a lot. He treated me as a free person, not someone's appendage. He supported me in leaving the village, going to university, and completing my studies... Well, you could say that he is the person I care about the most in my life, besides my parents, and the person who cares about me the most."
Jiang Wanqing slightly adjusted her side-lying position and earnestly told her sister.
"If one day you meet such a person, you will know. If you don't feel it now, it means you haven't met the right person yet. Never settle for less, and never easily give your whole life away. If it's just for a living, as I said, I can help you. Marriage is a sacred thing; don't turn it into your own grave."
One conversation made A-mei admire her to the point of complete respect.
If it were daytime, Jiang Wanqing would definitely see the little stars twinkling in her eyes. From "love rival" to friend, it's that simple—heart for heart.
"Sister Wanqing, can I really still work at your factory?"
"Of course it can."
"I understand, thank you. I will definitely go when they recruit, and this time I will definitely not run away halfway."
"Hahaha... Alright, let's look forward to it together."
"Um."
...
They completely resolved their differences with A-mei and her father, and then went down the mountain during the day.
Jiang Wanqing went to check on the factory that was almost completed again and was very satisfied. Just one week before the deadline, the couple took their child back to Beijing.
Before Cheng Ran could even go to the military base to sign the documents after returning home, another matter diverted his attention.
That day, Hung Hing came to their house drunk, muttering and babbling incoherently, laughing and crying at the same time, which terrified everyone.
"Brother Cheng, I really envy you and your wife... true love prevails in the end, why can't I be together... I know I'm not as good as you, but I've tried so hard, why don't I get recognition? I'm so useless! I'm so pathetic!"
He was holding a bottle of liquor in one hand and slapping himself repeatedly in the face with the other. Jiang Jianguo quickly pressed his hand down.
"Has this child gone mad?!"
He admitted to taking his bottle and smashing it.
"Dad, help him inside to rest first."
"good."
With difficulty, she placed him on the mahogany stool, and Xue He made a cup of hangover tea and brought it over.
Cheng Ran pinched Hong Xing's mouth shut and poured the medicine into him. Soon, he drifted off to sleep.
"Sigh, what happened to make you drink so much? Luckily, nothing went wrong on the way," Xue He said.
"It's probably related to Molly. Let him get some sleep first, and we'll know what happened tomorrow."
Jiang Wanqing shook her head, feeling sorry for him but powerless to do anything about it, so she could only let him sleep at home for one night.
She now has a strange feeling that she has become an emotional mentor to the people around her.
This conjecture was quickly confirmed after Hung Hing sobered up...
In the morning, Hung Hing woke up with a groggy head and saw a strange yet familiar environment. For a moment, he couldn't remember what had happened.
Until I heard Jiang Wanqing's voice.
"You're finally awake? Are you feeling unwell anywhere?"
"thump……"
Hung Hing nearly knelt on the ground, his leg hitting the stool, and he stammered an explanation.
"Sister-in-law, yesterday I..."
At this moment, Cheng Ran appeared, glanced at him, and looked down on his pathetic appearance.
"You were drunk yesterday, causing a scene here. Tell me, what happened? What's going on between you and Molly?"
Hung Hing lowered his head: "I'm sorry to have made you laugh, I..."
He scratched his head and said in a low voice, "It's nothing really."
"You don't want to talk about it?"
"No, no... I was afraid you wouldn't want to hear it. After all, our story has gone on and on, and you're all tired of it, aren't you?"
Jiang Wanqing teased him, "Yeah, so that I don't have to listen to your complaints anymore, this time I'm really going to help you solve this completely, so why don't you tell the truth?"
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