Chapter 214 During your time in Beijing, I...
Li Hong felt relieved, and Tang Mingli also went outside.
The two of them tacitly kept this little incident a secret from everyone.
Back in her Shenzhen home, Tang Mingli called home right before her daughter went to bed.
Hearing her daughter's sweet, childlike voice on the other end of the phone saying she missed her, Tang Mingli couldn't hold back her emotions.
It wasn't this intense when I was in Beijing, but now that we're only a hundred kilometers apart, why are my emotions suddenly so overwhelming?
I originally planned to stay in Shenzhen for a few days to spend time with my husband, but now I wish I could go back tomorrow.
But after hanging up the phone, when she met her husband's affectionate gaze, she couldn't bring herself to say those words.
Both are my flesh and blood, it's really hard to choose between them.
Tang Mingli was extremely conflicted until she saw the rubber duck toy her daughter had left behind when she last stayed over while taking a shower, and the scales finally tipped in her favor.
She decided to go home early to be with her daughter.
But that would be unfair to my husband.
Tang Mingli also felt sorry for Fu Ci, who was alone in Shenzhen all year round, but once the scales tipped, it was impossible to pull them back up.
To make up for her husband, she was exceptionally enthusiastic tonight.
Fu Ci was pleasantly surprised and worked extra hard.
The result of having both sides give their all is that you're exhausted after the ultimate pleasure.
Tang Mingli lay on the bed, half-closing her eyes as she admired her husband's back as he washed up and prepared to put on his pajamas.
Those muscles, those lines, are exactly the same as when he was in his twenties.
How does this man maintain his physique?
After starting his own business, he still had to attend social events and banquets, but no matter how much he ate and drank, he couldn't maintain his perfect physique.
Is this what they call being blessed with unique advantages?
Tang Mingli was somewhat jealous.
Although she is in good physical condition, her metabolism is not as good as it was in her twenties after she turned thirty, and she can clearly feel a little belly if she eats too much.
Fu Ci wasn't unaware of his wife's scrutiny, but he had gotten used to it over the years.
He put on his clothes without making a sound, looked at his lovely wife who was still looking at him even though her eyelids were almost closed, and couldn't help but reach out and tap the tip of her nose.
"A small color embryo".
Fortunately, it was only lust at him.
Tang Mingli didn't mind the sudden stigma attached to her at all. Instead, she laughed and said, "I'm just an ordinary person, so I can't help but be superficial."
The most despised superficial things by refined people are wealth and sex, yet she loves both—what a vulgar person.
Hearing his wife belittle herself like that, Fu Ci smiled along.
"It's better to be superficial."
If he wasn't superficial, how could he win her heart?
Fu Ci pulled the blanket up for her and coaxed her softly, "Go to sleep, you're tired."
I don't even need to look at the time to know that it's definitely getting late.
Tang Mingli was indeed tired, but there was something she still had to say.
She fought off her sleepiness and looked at Fu Ci. "I originally planned to stay in Shenzhen for two days, but when I called her tonight and heard her voice, I missed her so much that I decided to go back tomorrow."
Fu Ci, however, seemed unsurprised and smiled, "Then we'll go back tomorrow. I'll drive you there."
"Aren't you busy here?"
"Busy, but everything is arranged."
Knowing that his wife had bought a return ticket to Shenzhen, he thought of these things and began to make arrangements.
Tang Mingli sighed upon hearing her husband's words.
She's overthinking things.
Since that's the case, she decided to ignore everything else.
Tang Mingli fell asleep instantly as soon as she closed her eyes.
Fu Ci wanted to say something more, but seeing this, he could only smile indulgently.
Looks like they're really exhausted.
Indeed, after such a long train ride, and with his lack of self-control, he must have exhausted himself.
Fu Ci felt both heartache and frustration. Even though he knew his wife was sleeping soundly, he still moved very gently when he lay down, afraid of disturbing her.
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When Fu's mother woke up, she was told that she was going back to Guangcheng today.
She showed no displeasure at the last-minute change of plans; in fact, she excitedly suggested that we not waste time making breakfast and just buy something to eat on the way.
This person's desire to return home was even more urgent than Tang Mingli's.
She suppressed a laugh and looked at her husband, saying seriously, "I think Mom's suggestion is great. We haven't digested the food we ate for dinner yet, and we're not hungry now. Why don't we leave early and buy some food to eat on the way?"
In matters like these, Fu Ci has always had no choice but to obey; at this moment, he can only nod in agreement.
So the three of them hurriedly embarked on their journey home.
Once outside the city, Tang Mingli glanced at the time; it was only a little past nine.
If the road conditions are smooth, I should be home by noon.
At that time, my daughter should still be in kindergarten.
Tang Mingli, belatedly realizing the important point, couldn't help but laugh. To cover up her sudden laughter, she quickly took a big bite of the meat bun.
Even if they rush back, they won't be able to see their children until school lets out in the afternoon, so why are they in such a hurry?
Tang Mingli found it increasingly amusing, and eventually, she couldn't even hide the food she was stuffing into her mouth.
Fu Ci, who was driving, asked with a smile, "What's so funny?"
Tang Mingli just kept smiling.
Fu Ci wasn't annoyed by the lack of a reply; he sensed that his wife was very happy.
He must be happy at the thought of seeing his daughter soon.
Thinking of his wife and mother's anxious feelings, and considering that there were indeed few cars on the road, Fu Ci stepped on the gas and increased his speed.
I was supposed to get home around noon, but I arrived before lunchtime today.
When Grandpa Fu and his wife saw them, their joy was palpable.
Especially Madam Fu, whose emotions were more outwardly expressed than those of Master Fu.
She clapped her hands excitedly, "Didn't you say you were going to stay in Shenzhen for two days? How come you're back today?"
Fu's mother honestly said, "I miss my child."
Tang Mingli added, "I miss you all too."
Madam Fu smiled so much that her eyes almost squinted into slits.
"I should have called before we left. Guihua has already cooked the rice. But it's okay, we can just cook another pot of rice."
Zhang Guihua also said, "I'll cook another pot of rice and stir-fry two dishes, it'll be quick. You must be tired from the journey, sit down and rest first."
Tang Mingli nodded with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work, Aunt Gui."
"What's so hard about it? It's what I'm supposed to do."
Zhang Guihua didn't delay and immediately went into the kitchen to get busy.
Madam Fu asked them to sit down and rest, but Tang Mingli wanted to go upstairs to take a shower and change her clothes.
It's more comfortable to wear loungewear at home.
Upon hearing this, Madam Fu urged her to hurry upstairs.
Tang Mingli: "Then I'll go upstairs first, and I'll be down in a bit."
Madam Fu said to her, "What's the rush? Take your time."
Tang Mingli went upstairs, while Fu's mother and Fu Ci sat down to keep the two elderly people company.
Madam Fu asked about her mother's life in Beijing. Although she had already talked about many of these things on the phone, she still listened with great interest.
Many things are different when said over the phone versus face-to-face.
Madam Fu pressed on, "Where's the trophy? Bring it out quickly so we can see it."
Mrs. Fu said "Oh," and then realized what was happening. She quickly opened her suitcase and soon came back with her small trophy to show the two elderly people.
The two elderly people took turns examining the trophy, their personal feelings becoming very strong, and they thought it was exceptionally beautiful.
"The award I received in Beijing is really different; it's much more beautiful than the trophies I won for calligraphy."
Hearing her mother-in-law say that, Fu's mother laughed and said, "No way, the trophy you won for your calligraphy award has a very special and nice design."
She found one particular trophy, in particular, shaped like a calligraphy brush, to be especially interesting.
Madam Fu chuckled and tried not to say it too deliberately: "Actually, during your time in Beijing, the Guangcheng Calligraphy Association also gave me an award."
Fu's mother: "Really? Quickly, take it out and let me see."
Madam Fu immediately got up and went into the study, and soon came out holding a trophy.
Mother Fu took it and examined it carefully. Without hesitation, she exclaimed, "Oh my, we, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, have really made our family proud."
Although Madam Fu only smiled, her smug expression showed that she agreed with what she said.
Grandpa Fu snorted softly, somewhat unconvinced, but he had to admit that it was indeed true.
His wife and daughter-in-law have already surpassed him in radiance.
Fortunately, he had a grandson who was even more vulgar than him, which made Old Master Fu feel a little better.
The women chatted about the trophies, while he and his grandson discussed business.
"How's business at the factory lately?"
Fu Ci assumed his grandfather was just being overly concerned, so he simply replied vaguely, "It's fine."
Who would have thought that Mr. Fu was different today, wanting to know more details.
"What do you mean by 'good'? How much have orders increased compared to last year? And shouldn't the profits for the first half of the year have also increased compared to last year?"
Since you've asked such detailed questions, it would be best to decline and escort you.
"Orders increased by 60% year-on-year, but decreased by 20% month-on-month. However, the apparel industry is inherently seasonal..."
The very first sentence left Grandpa Fu completely bewildered.
What do you mean by year-on-year and month-on-month comparisons? How can it show both growth and decline?
After Fu Ci finished speaking, he didn't understand a word of what he said.
He dared not ask any more questions, for fear of exposing his ignorance.
Fortunately, Tang Mingli came down at this moment and asked, "What are you chatting about?" which brought the scattered chatter group together.
A little while later, Zhang Guihua called them to dinner.
Having not eaten home-cooked meals for a long time, Tang Mingli and her mother-in-law had a good appetite and ate more than usual.
Seeing this, Old Madam Fu felt very distressed, convinced that they must not have eaten well outside.
Fu's mother tried to explain, but the explanation was ineffective.
Putting herself in her shoes, she felt the same way about her son, and was even just as worried about her granddaughter in kindergarten.
Thinking of her granddaughter, Fu's mother belatedly realized that she would have to wait another half a day to see her child. They had rushed back without even having breakfast; they were truly frantic with worry.
Sometimes, waiting when you're so close is more agonizing than waiting when you're thousands of miles away.
Tang Mingli and Fu's mother, who were worried about their child, felt that this afternoon was exceptionally long, as if several days had passed before they finally made it to the time when their child would be able to get out of school.
With Tang Mingli around, she's the one who picks up the children.
Fu Ci was also there today, so naturally the two of them went together.
Tang Mingli couldn't sit still, so she set off ten minutes early. When she arrived at the kindergarten, the gate was not yet open.
After waiting for another ten minutes or so, more and more parents came to pick up their children.
The gate finally opened, and parents began to take their children from the teachers in an orderly fashion.
When it was finally Fu Yu's class's turn, Tang Mingli forgot to blink and stared intently in the direction the child came out.
Fu Yu had no idea her mother would be coming today, let alone that her father would be there too.
When she saw the two of them at the school gate, she happily raised her two little hands and waved wildly.
Tang Mingli quickly waved back to her daughter.
Unable to contain her excitement, Fu Yu said to her best friend beside her, "My parents came to pick me up today."
Didn't your mother go to Beijing?
"Yes, they've been gone for many days."
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Fu Yu was chatting with her best friend when the teacher finally called her name. She immediately ran to her mother.
Tang Mingli nimbly picked up her daughter who had rushed into her arms, and happily kissed her on the cheek, not at all bothered by the visible dirt on her daughter's face.
It's strange, but if it were any other child, if their face was covered in dust, she definitely wouldn't even want to touch them. But with her own child, even if they had tears and snot on their face, she wouldn't be disgusted at all and would kiss them all over.
Fu Ci also missed his daughter and longed to kiss his wife like he did, but he had to restrain himself.
The wife said that the child is old enough to remember things, and it's important to instill a sense of gender in her.
Therefore, even as a father, because he is a man, he cannot make overly intimate gestures towards his daughter. Otherwise, his daughter will take these intimate gestures for granted, thinking they are expressions of affection, and she won't be wary if a stranger does the same to her one day.
Fu Ci felt that his wife was absolutely right.
Damn it, he couldn't even imagine what he would do if a strange man dared to kiss his daughter's little face.
This situation is absolutely unacceptable.
While Fu Ci was lost in thought, Fu Yu had already started asking a lot of questions about her mother's life in Beijing.
She hugged her mother tightly around the neck and suddenly said, "Mom, I never want to be separated from you for so long again. I missed you so much every day while you were in Beijing."
Tang Mingli was on the verge of tears, unable to recall how she had been so ruthless before going to Beijing.
Sigh, if my daughter had shown such attachment and said such things before going to Beijing, she probably definitely wouldn't have been able to go.
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