Women's intuition and reasoning abilities can sometimes be frighteningly accurate and fast.
When she is unaware of something, she may not think much about it, but once she knows the truth, her brain is like a computer's storage folder with no omissions. It can quickly extract the most critical elements from previous information and then accurately and quickly analyze the correct answer.
How could Yang Si not guess? When Jiang Chen said the first sentence, she saw the truth from his guilty and anxious eyes - he was not lying, he was telling the truth.
Almost at the same time, many images emerged in her mind. From the day when Jiang Chen almost had a car accident, the He family appeared at the right time; after moving to Wugu Village, the He family repeatedly ran into their family by chance, and Jiang Chen and the He brothers and sisters had close and harmonious interactions; and yesterday and the day before yesterday, when Jiang Chen came out of the examination room, no matter whether He Qianjian had appeared first, He Yanfeng and his wife would wait at the door until Jiang Chen appeared before leaving...
She had once wondered why. The He family was so wealthy and powerful, and with such a huge class gap, even if they were very approachable, they shouldn't have skipped the most unfamiliar stage and been as friendly as neighbors for more than a decade when they met for the second time.
At this age, Yang Si no longer looks at interpersonal relationships like a young person who has just entered the society. Every circle has its own distance, and everyone has their own position. It would be abnormal if the gap is too big but people don’t feel the distance at all.
Therefore, she has been distancing herself from the He family intentionally or unintentionally. It is an intuition and also a subconsciousness. She does not want to have any more involvement with the He family.
It was this subconsciousness and intuition that made her know who the "biological parents" Jiang Chen was talking about were as soon as he finished his first sentence.
Yang Si ignored Jiang Chen's stunned look, staring at him intently, holding his hand tighter, her red eyes and pale face in stark contrast, her voice trembling as she tightened her grip: "Tell mom, will you give up this family?"
"Won't."
Jiang Chen's tone was firm and he did not hesitate.
"Mom believes you." Yang Si wanted to raise her lips slightly, but in the end, she could only let them fall. She confirmed again and again: "Tell me, promise me, you will never leave with them."
Jiang Chen patiently and gently promised over and over again: "I won't, Mom. I will never leave you and Dad. I will never go with them."
Yang Si finally loosened his grip on his hand, but his eyes were unwilling to let go of any changes in his expression. He asked in a trembling voice, "Really?"
"Really." Jiang Chen walked closer and let Yang Si hold one of his hands. He gently put his other hand around her and said softly, "Mom, believe me, I will always be your son."
Yang Si gradually relaxed in Jiang Chen's arms, and the hand that was holding him loosened little by little. Jiang Chen breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at Jiang Zhuo, who also looked much more relaxed and curled his lips at him.
In just a moment, Yang Si suddenly looked up and asked Jiang Chen for a promise again.
"Promise mom that you will never see the He family again and never contact them again. Just pretend you've never seen them."
Jiang Chen was stunned and did not answer immediately.
When Yang Si saw his hesitation, her expression changed instantly. Her relaxed hands clenched again, her messy hair stuck to her tear-stained face, and her expression, which had just relaxed a little, became alert again.
"I……"
"Wife, what are you talking about?" Jiang Zhuo walked behind Yang Si, put his hand on her shoulder, and gently advised: "Those are Chenchen's biological parents, how could he not see them? You are not saying that..."
"What biological parents?!" Yang Si turned her head suddenly and pushed Jiang Zhuo away. She cried in a voice that was three parts sharp and three parts hoarse, and shouted, "I am my son's mother! I am!"
"Mom!" Jiang Chen interrupted Jiang Zhuo, hugged Yang Si and comforted her, "Mom, I am your son, and I will always be."
Yang Si turned her head and spoke softly, her voice hoarse after a roar: "Then you promise mom that you will never go to see the He family, you swear."
Jiang Chen was silent for a moment, and then he said word by word under her line: "I swear, as long as you don't agree, I will never go to see the He family."
"Okay." Yang Si touched Jiang Chen's cheek, and her expression relaxed a little: "Mom believes in you."
"you……"
Jiang Zhuo wanted to speak, but was interrupted by crying from the bedroom. Yang Si hugged Jiang Chen and let him go: "Sister may be hungry, go and make some milk powder for mom, and mom will pick her up."
Jiang Chen nodded: "Okay."
Yang Si finally smiled: "Go ahead."
Jiang Chen shook his head gently at his father and went to the kitchen.
Jiang Zhuo frowned and wanted to say something, but when he thought of his wife's behavior just now, he swallowed the words back. Now was not the time to say that.
Yang Si tidied her messy hair as if nothing had happened, went into the room and gently coaxed Jiang Ran, her expression gentle and full of maternal love.
Jiang Zhuo looked for a while, then turned and went into the kitchen.
Jiang Chen had just finished making the milk powder and was testing the temperature. When he saw Jiang Zhuo come in, he nodded slightly without saying anything.
"Your mother..." Jiang Zhuo opened his mouth, paused for a moment, and sighed softly: "I will talk to your mother again."
"Maybe after a while." Jiang Chen pursed his lips and said, "She is emotionally unstable right now, please don't provoke her."
Jiang Zhuo nodded. His wife's current mood was totally abnormal. It was useless to talk to her at this time. It might make things worse.
"Thank you for your hard work." Jiang Zhuo hugged Jiang Chen and said, "Thank you for understanding me."
"I've thought about my mother's reaction before, so today's situation was within my expectations." Jiang Chen looked calm.
Jiang Zhuo sighed softly and put his arm around his shoulders: "Let's go see your sister."
When Jiang Chen and Jiang Zhuo went over, Yang Si was holding Jiang Ran in a trance. When she heard the noise, she raised her head, stood up, and handed the groaning and throbbing Jiang Ran to Jiang Chen: "Hold your sister."
Jiang Chen took Jiang Ran in. Jiang Ran recognized people a few days after she was born. At first, she didn't want anyone to hold her except Yang Si. Later, as long as Jiang Chen was around, she would never let anyone else hold her. Moreover, as long as Jiang Chen took over and handed her over to someone else, she would cry heartbreakingly.
Sure enough, as soon as she was in Jiang Chen's arms, Jiang Ran calmed down. Her big black grape eyes looked at him and smiled without blinking. She was so well-behaved.
Jiang Chen held her carefully, looked at her little face, and couldn't help but laugh.
Yang Si watched all this silently, and finally a smile appeared in his eyes.
Until a cell phone rang, breaking the tranquility.
Jiang Chen's cell phone was in the room, and he didn't pay much attention to the ringing. Now he was holding Jiang Ran and couldn't move his hands, so he said, "Dad, please help me get the phone."
Jiang Zhuo got up and went to the next room. For some reason, he did not come back for a long time.
Yang Si handed the bottle to Jiang Chen: "Feed Ranran first, mom will go cut some fruit for me."
Jiang Chen didn't think much about it: "Okay."
Jiang Ran was very well behaved most of the time, especially when she was in Jiang Chen's arms. She drank the milk obediently, burped gently, and then started to laugh on her own with her eyes curved with laughter.
Jiang Chen just looked at her like this, occasionally teasing her by pretending to grab her little fleshy hand, and when she handed it to him, he would take it back. Only when he saw that she was anxiously babbling to hold his hand would he hand her his finger. He did this back and forth ten times without getting tired of it at all.
Until a quarrel suddenly broke out in the next room:
"You want He Qianjian to come to our house because you want to see him abuse Jiang Ran?! I will never agree to this!!"
Jiang Chen was startled, and was about to get up, but he saw Jiang Ran pouting, probably frightened by the sudden increase in her voice, so he immediately stopped and gently rocked her to coax her. Jiang Ran really laughed again, and Jiang Chen breathed a sigh of relief, wanting to go to his room, but he paused when he saw the little pink ball in his arms, pursed his lips, walked to the door and closed it.
The quarrel over there seemed to be going on forever. Jiang Chen lowered his eyes slightly, and the emotions in his eyes were difficult to discern.
The baby was sleepy, and after Jiang Ran and Jiang Chen played for a while, she fell asleep again. Jiang Chen put her down gently and walked out of the room.
When Jiang Chen walked into the living room, there was no sound from the closed door. It seemed that his parents' dispute had ended. He walked to the door of his room and knocked gently.
When the door opened, the first thing Jiang Chen saw was Jiang Zhuo's slightly red eyes.
"dad."
He looked inside and saw Yang Si sitting beside his bed with her face covered, tears streaming down her fingers. He was stunned and turned to look at Jiang Zhuo.
"It's okay." Jiang Zhuo rubbed his face tiredly, motioning Jiang Chen to step back. He gently closed the door and said in a hoarse voice, "I talked to your mother. Let her be alone for a while."
Jiang Chen was a little worried: "What did you say to her?"
"Nothing." Jiang Zhuo took out a cigarette from his pocket: "Go to the balcony? Have a cigarette with dad?"
Jiang Chen looked at the door which was slightly ajar and heard suppressed sobbing sounds coming from inside. He stood there, pursed his lips slightly and said nothing.
Jiang Zhuo put the cigarette he had taken out back into the cigarette box, and looked at Jiang Chen with a somewhat melancholy and helpless look in his eyes: "I just told her about your hard work over the past year, nothing else. Your mother was sad to hear it, and she is trying to process it herself."
Jiang Chen thought back to the past year or so and felt somewhat confused as he felt nothing but busy.
"Chenchen." A hoarse voice sounded from behind, interrupting the explanation he was about to say. Jiang Chen turned around and saw Yang Sihong standing by the door with swollen eyes.
Her face was pale, but her hair was neatly tucked behind her ears and her expression was calm.
Jiang Chen called her softly.
Yang Si came over, put her arms around his waist, and hugged him silently for a long time before she spoke in a hoarse voice: "I'm sorry, did mom scare you just now?"
Jiang Chen shook his head. Yang Si wiped the tears from her face and let go of him. She barely curled her lips and said, "Mom may need some time to digest this. Can you give me some time?"
Yang Si looked up, with a look of realization on his face. The little kid had grown into a teenager who needed to stand on tiptoe to touch his head. Unknowingly, he had grown up so fast. In places that they could not see, he must have endured so much pressure and hardship to be what he is now.
"Of course." Jiang Chen leaned forward slightly, his eyes level with hers, and promised seriously word by word: "No matter what happens, you and Dad will always be my parents, and Ranran will always be my sister. My love for you will never change."
Yang Si covered her mouth, nodded gently, and repeated softly: "Mom knows, Mom always knows."
It is because I know this that I can't bear to see him caught between the two families. It is because I know this that I comfort myself that having one more pair of parents means only two more people who love him.
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