Chapter 39 Died Young

Little Wen Jing only knew that his father got on a black box and left, and didn't want him anymore. His mother didn't hold him either, and he felt very sad and aggrieved.

Meng Ruoxi had a headache. If she continued crying, she would get sick even if she was not sick. She had never seen a child who could cry so much.

She had no choice but to pick up the child and comfort him. The huge weight made her arms ache.

Shi Yanjin now needs her to coax him out of his bad habit of crying, and she swears to correct his habit of crying.

But for now, I had to stop the child from crying, so I imitated how he usually spoke to me and the child to comfort him.

"Wen Jing, my dear, daddy will be back soon. He doesn't want to abandon you. If you keep crying, your throat will hurt. You will have to take bitter medicine and get painful injections. Be obedient, dear..."

After saying a bunch of chilling words, the child gradually stopped crying and fell asleep in her arms.

Meng Ruoxi heaved a sigh of relief immediately and carried the child to the bed as if he were a hot potato. Only then did she have time to tend to the wound.

I applied the ointment on my body, and the coolness lessened the burning sensation. Looking at the chubby boy sleeping soundly on the bed with his mouth pouting, I felt powerless.

It’s still unknown how long it will take Shi Yanjin to come back, so he’ll have to endure the next few days.

When Li Taohua returned home in the evening, she heard her grandson crying as soon as she entered the yard. Thinking that her son had gone away and only her daughter-in-law was left to take care of the child, she became anxious and ran straight to their room.

I don’t know how much my grandson has suffered today because of a mother who doesn’t know how to take care of children.

"Let me go!"

No one was paying attention, and the child was about to put the pen to his mouth. Meng Ruoxi snatched the pen away. The child was stunned for a moment and then started crying. He threw himself into her arms again, grabbed her hair, and stretched out his hand to take the pen.

My scalp felt a tearing pain, so I threw the pen in my hand onto the table and hit him on the hand.

Li Taohua happened to see this scene and was heartbroken, "Ruoxi, how can you hit the child when he doesn't teach us well?"

Seeing his grandmother coming, little Wen Jing cried even louder, pointing at Meng Ruoxi and making vague accusations.

"Big, hit."

Li Taohua hugged him and coaxed him like her darling.

Meng Ruoxi breathed a sigh of relief after her hair was freed. Her mother-in-law just happened to dislike her for beating the child, so she said, "Mom, take the child away. I can't teach him well."

When Meng Ruoxi said this, Li Taohua became unhappy and walked around to coax her grandson and educate her.

"How can a mother dislike her own child so much? Our Wen Jing is very obedient, so it's not difficult to teach him. It's obviously you who lacks patience."

Looking at the torn drawing paper in front of her, the pens scattered everywhere, and her still aching chest, Meng Ruoxi remained silent.

How did she teach him? Not getting a beating was good enough.

The naughty child doesn't listen, and it's no use for her to talk nonsense.

He cries when things don't go his way, and he cries when he is scolded. He is just a crybaby. His father has the patience to coax him eight hundred times a day, but she is his stepmother and doesn't have that patience.

When in a bad mood, one speaks rudely.

"I took care of him and he cried at least ten times a day. He didn't stop until his voice was hoarse. He didn't stop until he got what he wanted. He's still obedient like this? I have a bad temper. You should take him away quickly, or I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself and beat him."

Her son was not at home, and her daughter-in-law was acting like a stepmother. Li Taohua was angry, but she had to control her tone and say, "Okay, Mom will take the child away. If you want to see the child, come to Mom's room."

Meng Ruoxi nodded, "Yeah."

Seeing that her heartless daughter-in-law did not try to keep her grandson, Li Taohua was heartbroken and decided immediately to love her grandson even more to make up for the maternal love he lacked.

If Meng Ruoxi knew that her mother-in-law would spoil the child even more, she would probably vomit blood.

The child is difficult enough to take care of now, and if he is spoiled any further, she won't dare to stay in the same room with him.

Being carried away by Li Taohua, little Wen Jing cried loudly, stretched out his hands towards Meng Ruoxi, and his body kept moving.

Meng Ruoxi's heart shuddered and she quickly closed the door.

The crying gradually faded away and she breathed a sigh of relief.

In the following days, little Wen Jing supported himself and crawled from Li Taohua's room to Meng Ruoxi's room. He even learned to walk, but he walked slowly and often fell.

Li Taohua followed fearfully and wanted to pick up her grandson, but he wouldn't let her and wanted to go find his mother.

Meng Ruoxi was annoyed by his noise, and no matter how careful she was, she never expected that he would crawl to find her on his own.

When you close the door, he will knock on it, calling "Mom" in his mouth. You can't just hide in the house. It would be too unreasonable not to open the door for him.

By then, not only the mother-in-law will have opinions, but the father-in-law will also have opinions.

He opened the door, frowned at the dirty little fat boy crawling on the ground, carried him into the house, and changed his clothes with a sour face.

The little fat boy was really fat, with two or three layers of fat on his belly, and arms and legs that looked like lotus roots. He was plump and white, and looked very pleasing. If it weren't for his bad temper, Meng Ruoxi wouldn't have avoided him so much.

Waving his hands and kicking his legs, little Wen Jing was very happy at this time, and he laughed with his few six millet-sized teeth showing.

Meng Ruoxi looked at him and couldn't help but touch his chubby face with a look of regret, "It would be great if you were always so well behaved."

Xiao Wenjing grabbed her hand and looked at her with sparkling eyes, "Mom."

Meng Ruoxi nodded and called him, "Little Wen Jing," which was rare for her. Her voice was low and gentle.

Seeing her daughter-in-law treating her grandson so tenderly, which was rare, Li Taohua's anxious heart settled down and a bright smile appeared on her face.

"Ruoxi, you look after the child while mommy cooks. It just so happens that your dad bought fish today, so I'll make your favorite braised fish tonight."

Meng Ruoxi raised her eyes and looked at her, and agreed with difficulty, "Okay."

Just because a child is well behaved now doesn’t mean he will be well behaved in the future. He has just learned to walk, so it will be very tiring.

Li Taohua left happily, her back revealing joy.

I walked over, closed the door, put the child on the mat, gave him some toys, and went to the other side to practice.

Everything was fine at first, and the two of them didn't disturb each other. Just when Meng Ruoxi was doing back muscle exercises, the child came over and sat on her back.

There was a snap, the sound of bones dislocated, a sharp pain came from the waist, tears suddenly burst out, and the upper body fell to the ground uncontrollably.

"Get off me!" After calming down, Meng Ruoxi gritted her teeth and yelled at the naughty kid who was still jumping on her back.

Her waist must be broken. It hurts so much every time she moves. She needs to go to the hospital now.

Little Wen Jing thought his mother was playing a prank on him and jumped again.

"Mom." Meng Ruoxi howled miserably, calling Li Taohua.

If she doesn't call for help, she will die today at the hands of the little fat boy who knows nothing.

Li Taohua arrived quickly, pushed the door open and saw what was inside, her legs almost went limp.

Died young!

The daughter-in-law was lying on the ground with a pale face, and her little grandson was sitting on her back and jumping back and forth.

He quickly walked over, picked up his grandson, and spanked him for the first time without being able to bear it any longer.

Meng Ruoxi was already gasping for breath, "Mom, my waist hurts."

Li Taohua was so scared that tears came out. "I'll go call your dad. Hang in there. I'll take you to the hospital right away."

She ran so fast that she forgot to take the troublemaker with her. Meng Ruoxi was instantly filled with despair.

Little Wen Jing, who was beaten, burst into tears, crawled to his mother, and stretched out his hand, wanting her to comfort him.

Meng Ruoxi didn't have the energy to pay attention to him, but she was afraid that he would sit on her, so she quickly said, "Go away, don't touch me."

Perhaps seeing that she looked unhappy, little Wen Jing stopped moving forward, touched her face, turned around anxiously, and cried even louder, feeling as sad as if his mother had died.