Fu Jingchen returned to the house after a long time. When he came back, he was holding some cut fruit in his hand. It seemed that he had just gone downstairs.
Jiang Yuman first picked up a piece and fed it to him, then ate it like a little hamster, and Fu Jingchen sat beside her and waited for her to finish eating.
"When you carried Xiaoyi over, did he say anything else?" Jiang Yuman asked while eating.
"No." Fu Jingchen hesitated for a moment, "It's just the nature of a child. He forgets what he said as soon as he turns around."
Xiao Yi could forget what he said as soon as he turned around, but Fu Jingchen could not.
"Actually, I want another one too." Jiang Yuman sat up straight and prepared to talk.
When Fu Siyi was just born, she didn't want to have another child. On the one hand, the pain was too deep, and on the other hand, she had not yet experienced the feeling of being a parent.
As Xiaoyi grows up, watching his love for everyone grow, his imperfect childhood seems to have been reshaped.
Fu Jingchen looked at her seriously, "But when you are upset, I can't help you."
"Who said you can't help? You've helped a lot." Jiang Yuman's eyes curved. "Besides, if you weren't brave enough, I wouldn't want to go through it again."
Under the warm yet slightly dim light, her eyes were gentle yet affirmative... Fu Jingchen reached out and hugged her tightly.
The topic ultimately did not continue.
Jiang Yuman was not in a hurry to convince the other party. After all, they were young and such matters depended on fate.
She still went to the General Military Region Art Troupe as usual every day, but usually only for half a day, and she could spend the other half of the time at home.
When Zhang Yurong was free, she would often bring her children to visit, and the topics surrounding the Zhuo family gradually increased.
"I don't know if it's because she's become a mother, but her personality has changed a lot. She's not as whiny as before. At most, she sits far away, but she's very polite."
Speaking of Tian Minjing, she was also surprised.
Jiang Yuman was relieved. No wonder Zhang Yurong was willing to let her two sons come back to stay for a while recently. So this is the reason.
"That incident had a huge impact on her. People's thoughts are inherently complicated."
After all, when she was at her lowest and saddest, her parents did not give her comfort, but blame and abandonment.
"Yes," Zhang Yurong said, "After the flood, her mother came again. I heard that they had a big fight that time. Fortunately, Qinghuai was there. Since then, she has been like an elder to the children."
Zhang Yurong still had some resentment in her heart, but she couldn't help but consider her child.
Jiang Yuman smiled slightly, "That's why Uncle Zhuo has been in such a bad mood lately."
Zhuo Qinghuai had made great contributions in the last flood disaster relief, and he would definitely be able to support the Zhuo family in the future. When he was not in the army, he stayed at home with his pregnant wife, and even Tian Minjing had changed.
Political Commissar Zhuo was happy and came to Qin Dongling for a drink. Later, Fu Siyi took a sip mischievously and it was so spicy that he burst into tears. So the two elders changed to drinking tea.
"You knew?" Zhang Yurong couldn't help laughing as she said this. "Look at me, it must have been Uncle Qin who told you."
Fu Li's voice came from downstairs, "Yurong, are you going to have lunch here?"
"No, Auntie," Zhang Yurong quickly stood up. "My dad is in the hospital. I'm going to the hospital at noon to take over my sister's shift."
The old man's hospitalization was a serious matter, and since the meal had not been prepared yet, Fu Li did not force him to stay.
Jiang Yuman was attentive and specifically asked about the department and ward. She brought some fruit when she visited him in the afternoon.
Zhang Yu was very happy to know her relationship with her daughter. As they were chatting, a doctor walked into the ward.
"Teacher Yuman," Doctor Shi said, a little surprised when he walked in. "So..."
"Doctor Shi, do you know him?" Zhang Yurong was also curious.
"Of course I know him. After all, he's the best screenwriter in the General Military Region Art Troupe."
Dr. Shi smiled and said, "Many of the scholars who returned this time were deeply inspired by 'Hearts to the Motherland'."
Jiang Yuman should be modest. "I'm just talking about it on paper. You are the ones who really put it into practice."
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