Qingyun is like her mother.
Jiang Mingxue and Shi Yunshu stood at the door and burst out laughing at the same time.
Jiang Huaijing: "......"
Everyone was laughing, except for Jiang Huaijing, who was covered in urine and couldn't laugh.
He had been flattered since childhood and had never been so embarrassed in his entire life.
The president of Yichen Group, a leading medical enterprise, personally changed the diaper of an ignorant child, only to be urinated on himself.
If this gets out, where will he, as the president of the group, put his face?
But this ignorant child found it amusing; his tears hadn't even dried when he grinned even more joyfully.
Admiring the masterpiece he had drawn on him, it was as if his uncle was a big toy.
Shi Yunshu laughed until tears almost streamed down her face. Leaning against the doorframe, she asked, "Jiang Huaijing, what does boy's urine taste like?"
Jiang Huaijing: "......"
After a few seconds of silence, he suddenly felt fortunate that he wasn't bending over to wipe Rong Qiyou's butt when Rong Qiyou smacked him, otherwise he could have caught a sip right in front of him.
"Sis, if I spank your son, will you cut ties with me?"
He clenched his fingers, squeezing the new diaper into a ball, and glared at his nephew, who pooped and peed whenever he saw him, and still had the nerve to grin.
Jiang Mingxue's surgical wound was almost sore from laughing. She clutched her stomach and walked over to him, trying to calm him down: "I won't sever ties with you, but my parents and grandfather might."
If Su Yun and Grandpa Jiang knew that Jiang Huaijing had beaten up Rong Qiyou, who was two months old, they would definitely rush over overnight to beat up Jiang Huaijing together.
"......"
Okay.
Jiang Huaijing stood still, calm, not wanting to argue with this immature brat.
“It’s okay, your brother-in-law was peed on too,” Jiang Mingxue comforted him.
Jiang Huaijing instantly felt better: "Sister, give me the apron earlier next time."
Jiang Mingxue chuckled: "Alright. You don't need to wear the apron today. Just change into Chengzhou's clothes later and make do."
"Okay, I'll change it later."
Since he was already covered in urine, Jiang Huaijing decided to change his diaper while still wet.
While wiping his bottom again, I couldn't help but raise my hand and slap him, while lecturing him, "You brat, your uncle has been taking care of you through thick and thin. If you ever dare to go against me, I'll beat you up."
Hehehe...
Xiao Youyou didn't speak, she just kept smiling.
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Rong Chengzhou went home on a weekend at the end of October, leaving the two children with the nanny and Mrs. Rong, and took Jiang Mingxue out on a date to watch the iron flower performance.
The iron flower performance takes place in the center of the lake, and there is a Chinese restaurant on the shore. Rong Chengzhou's reserved table is by the window of the Chinese restaurant, and when he turns his head, he is facing the iron flower performance stage.
Jiang Mingxue used to sneak out with Jiang Huaijing and Shi Yunshu to watch the iron flower fireworks during New Year's Day and Chinese New Year, but she hasn't been able to find the time since starting university.
The scorching hot sparks burst forth as a shower of golden rain, falling into the inky lake and creating tiny, shimmering ripples.
A rare moment of peace for just the two of them, they sat side by side by the window, watching the magnificent Chinese-style fireworks display.
After the meal, the waiter brought out a cream cake. In the middle sat two white cartoon bears, one large and one small, wearing pink and blue party hats respectively. Behind them was a large brown bear, and in front sat two smaller white bears. A candle with the number "1" stuck in the middle of the cake, its flame dancing under the light and reflected on the glass window, complementing the dazzling lights outside.
"Peipei, happy first anniversary." The man held a bouquet of flowers, his eyes gentle in the light.
Jiang Mingxue smiled faintly, showing no surprise at all.
He didn't say what the purpose of the date was before they left, and she didn't ask either, but they both understood each other implicitly.
Both of them remember that October 25th is their wedding anniversary, not the date they registered their marriage, but the day they held their wedding ceremony.
It was the day they loved each other the most.
Rong Chengzhou originally wanted to give her a surprise, but he failed to do so; everything was exactly as Jiang Mingxue had expected.
She took the flowers, leaned down and kissed him on the cheek, smiling as she said, "Thank you, honey, happy anniversary."
They rarely address each other with affectionate terms like "husband" or "wife," only using them occasionally when the atmosphere is right.
Rong Chengzhou was very pleased with the word "husband," and the corners of his thin, cold lips involuntarily turned up slightly.
He then took out a long black box from his pocket, which contained a diamond necklace he had designed over the past few months to match his wedding ring.
Jiang Mingxue also took out a black box from her bag, which contained a tie that she had carefully selected for Cheng Ying when they went shopping.
The two looked at each other's boxes, which were exactly the same color and even about the same size, and couldn't help but smile.
Unbeknownst to them, the once estranged couple had unknowingly developed an indescribable understanding.
Rong Chengzhou carefully put away the gift she gave him and personally put the necklace on her.
Her beautiful collarbone reflected a dazzling blue light, and Rong Chengzhou asked her to blow out the candles and make a wish.
After she blew out the candles, Rong Chengzhou asked, "What wish did you make just now?"
Jiang Mingxue shook her head: "I can't tell you."
Rong Chengzhou chuckled and took a knife to cut the cake: "Tell me when it's done."
The cartoon bear on the cake is a family of four and a smelly bear that gets thrown under the bed every weekend, but only the couple celebrates the holiday.
In response to this question, Rong Chengzhou calmly explained, "There are additives in the cake, so Youyou and Yueyue can't eat it. We two have to eat it for them."
He spoke with such righteous indignation that anyone who didn't know better would have thought he was one of the top ten good fathers.
Jiang Mingxue glanced at him with amusement, but didn't expose him.
A date just for the two of them ended amidst a shower of golden rain.
Jiang Mingxue turned her head to look at the man's superior profile. The dreamy light shone on his handsome face, making her heart flutter.
The wish she just made was—
May their four little bears live peacefully and healthily every year.
Back in the SUV, Rong Chengzhou didn't rush to start the car. Instead, he took a heavy-looking metal box from the trunk.
"I have something to give you."
Jiang Mingxue lowered her eyes and asked in confusion, "Hmm? What is this?"
Rong Chengzhou held the bottom of the iron box with both hands: "Open it and take a look."
Jiang Mingxue did as instructed, and with curiosity, slowly lifted the lid of the somewhat heavy iron box.
A crisp metallic clang rang out. On the bottom of the box, which was covered with dark red velvet, a golden helmet gleamed with a cold light. The patterns on its forehead were neatly engraved. Next to it lay a row of golden darts, their tips flashing with dazzling light.
The moment the iron box was opened, the golden light dazzled her, making her eyes burn and stirring up a complex and turbulent emotion within her.
She looked at the two award certificates printed inside the tin box lid, which were signed in gold lettering as "Chinese People's Liberation Army Air Force" and dated July and early October of this year, respectively.
A hot tear welled up and landed on Rong Chengzhou's hand, instantly throwing him into a panic.
He put down the box in his hand and awkwardly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his fingertips: "Why are you crying?"
Jiang Mingxue gently shook her head, tears and smiles falling together: "I'm just too happy."
To marry her, he missed two of the most important competitions in the Air Force, two awards that symbolize the highest honor for pilots.
He knew she had been holding a grudge about it, so this year he won both the Golden Helmet and the Golden Dart, and gave them to her as a one-year anniversary gift.
Grandpa was right. A truly good lover is like a confidant; they understand your unspoken words, know your heart's desires, and know your worries and regrets.
Just like the person standing before her right now.
Rong Chengzhou used his fingertips to wipe away her tears, but they seemed endless, falling in a continuous stream.
Jiang Mingxue grabbed his hand, crying and laughing at the same time: "I'm really okay."
Why are you crying like this if nothing's wrong?
Rong Chengzhou's brows were furrowed so deeply they almost formed small hills. He had intended to make her happier, but he had inadvertently made her cry.
Jiang Mingxue didn't know how to explain to him that people can be so happy that they cry when they are extremely moved. She could only keep shaking her head and telling him that it wasn't because she was sad.
In the end, she could only take the initiative to kiss him, letting him feel her joy through this passionate kiss, which finally put his mind at ease.
That night, instead of going home, they made love passionately in a deluxe king-size bed room on the top floor of the hotel.
The scented candles emitted an intoxicating fragrance, and they were immersed in it. There was no sound of children crying, only the couple pressing close together.
......
When both babies were seven months old, they learned to speak one after the other.
Xiao Youyou's first word was "Mama," and Xiao Yueyue's first word was "Papa."
You can tell who is closer to the two babies by who calls out to whom first.
Jiang Mingxue treats both babies equally, which is quite rare for Rong Qiyou, who is always complained about for having too much poop and pee.
When their children were one year old, the couple held a first birthday celebration for them. They spread out a mat on the carpet and placed all sorts of little toys on it.
There were books, calligraphy brushes, rattles, astronaut models, building blocks, cameras, soccer balls, steamed buns, airplane models, medicinal herbs, keyboards, and a stack of 100-yuan bills, etc.
After arranging everything, Jiang Mingxue asked the nanny to bring the two babies over and begin the traditional "grasping ceremony" for the first baby, starting with the older one.
Before the two children arrived, Rong Chengzhou glanced at the items on the mat, then suddenly bent down and picked up the nearest airplane model, holding it in his hand.
Jiang Mingxue took the airplane model from Rong Chengzhou's study, thinking he was unwilling to give it up. She turned to him and asked, "The children haven't even started catching yet, why did you take the airplane away?"
Rong Chengzhou pursed his thin lips into a straight line and said seriously, "I don't intend to let them be pilots."
"Huh? Why?" Jiang Mingxue was taken aback, somewhat puzzled.
The Rong family has had three generations of pilots so far. Although they have not discussed this issue in detail, almost everyone, including her and the elders of the Rong and Jiang families, assumes that at least one of Rong Qiyou and Jiang Qiyue will inherit the Rong family's pilot career.
Rong Chengzhou's thoughts were completely different from everyone else's: "I am not a filial son. My mother has worried about my father and me her whole life and has never had a good night's sleep. I don't want you to follow in her footsteps."
He knew that as parents, they shouldn't interfere with their children's career freedom, but he had his own selfish reasons and his reluctance to let go.
He knew that every night his wife couldn't send a message because of a last-minute mission, she couldn't sleep peacefully.
Before she met him, she always kept her phone on silent and left it on a table a meter away to avoid radiation. But after marrying him, she kept her phone by her pillow every day, afraid to turn it off for fear of missing any of his messages.
His selfishness and his reluctance to part with his wife were all for her.
She was already exhausted from taking care of two children. He would rather be a domineering father who was condemned by everyone than let her suffer the pain of worrying about her children day and night.
Jiang Mingxue was stunned for several seconds after hearing this before she realized that he was thinking of her.
A warm feeling welled up inside her. Rong Chengzhou was never as cold and ruthless as he appeared on the surface. He had seen everything she and Madam Rong had done.
She smiled gently and let him take the model airplane: "Youyou and Yueyue may not want to be pilots. Let's respect their choice."
Rong Chengzhou gripped the model airplane in his hand tightly: "Hmm."
As soon as we finished chatting, the nanny took Xiao Youyou and Xiao Yueyue out of the nursery.
Little Youyou, dressed in a festive red outfit, lay on the edge of the mat, crawling forward little by little with his arms. He stared wide-eyed at the dazzling array of things in front of him, and finally crawled without hesitation to the stack of hundred-yuan bills furthest away from him.
Unable to hold it properly with his small hands, he could only clench the edge of the banknotes tightly, hold them up, and giggle in the direction of Jiang Mingxue and Rong Chengzhou.
Looking at the excited smile on his son's face, Rong Chengzhou suddenly fell into deep thought: "Have we been sending Youyou to your uncle's house too often lately?"
Because Shi Yunshu likes to play with children, Jiang Huaijing has been sending someone to pick up Youyou every few days for the past few months to keep his wife company and relieve her boredom.
As everyone knows, the Jiang family has the most money. I don't know how Rong Qiyou was influenced by this uncle, but he immediately grabbed a handful of banknotes.
Jiang Mingxue took a picture with her phone and sent it to her younger brother, chuckling as she said, "Being an entrepreneur isn't bad either. Huaijing can help Youyou out then."
On the other hand, Jiang Huaijing was at home watching a movie with his wife over the weekend when he received this message and was instantly delighted.
Holding up his phone, he said to Shi Yunshu, "See? I knew this brat had big ambitions. He grabbed the most valuable thing right away."
Next up was Jiang Qiyue, who had her first birthday celebration. The little girl already had thick, lush hair, and Jiang Mingxue had some free time this morning, so she personally braided it into several small braids with a small hair tie.
Little Yueyue, dressed in a fluffy red dress, patted her chubby little hands on the baby's first birthday celebration mat. She first tilted her head and smiled at the round, chubby baby on the ground, then went straight for the Polygonum multiflorum herb not far away. She grabbed a corner of the Polygonum multiflorum and hugged it to her chest. The longevity lock around her neck swayed and made a crisp sound. The little girl smiled happily, revealing a few small teeth.
Jiang Mingxue couldn't help but laugh; it seemed that her daughter's career path was already predetermined when she named her "Jiang".
Like Rong Qiyou, Jiang Qiyue would occasionally be taken to the Jiang family home by Su Yun for a few days. Perhaps influenced by Su Yun and the Jiang family, little Yueyue will most likely inherit the Jiang family's traditional Chinese medicine business in the future.
Jiang Mingxue also took a picture of her daughter and sent it to the Jiang family group. Grandpa Jiang was overjoyed when he saw it and sent several voice messages: "Good, good, good. Yueyue is indeed a child of our Jiang family. Send her to our home whenever you have time, and I will teach her myself."
The two children's first birthday celebration concluded successfully, and Rong Chengzhou secretly breathed a sigh of relief while holding the airplane model in his hand.
It seems that deliberately keeping the two children out of his study this year was the right thing to do.
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When the two children were a year and a half old, it happened to be Chinese New Year, and Rong Chengzhou had to stay in the army and couldn't come back for the time being. The two children kept asking Jiang Mingxue, "Mommy, why isn't Daddy back yet?"
Especially her little darling Yueyue, knowing that the Spring Festival is a time for family reunion, and afraid that her mother would miss her father, always uses Jiang Mingxue's phone to make video calls to Rong Chengzhou:
"Dad, when are you coming back? Mom and I miss you so much."
Every time he receives a call from his daughter and hears her soft, sweet voice, Rong Chengzhou's hardened heart melts. He gently coaxes his daughter on the other end of the video call, "Daddy will be able to come back for the Lantern Festival."
Most of the soldiers in the army are stationed at their units. As a general with military rank, he must set an example by accompanying everyone in training and carrying out missions in the troops in an orderly manner to stabilize morale.
"Dad, when is the Lantern Festival?" Little Yueyue didn't know what the Lantern Festival was.
"Yes, it'll probably be another ten days or so," Rong Chengzhou patiently explained to his daughter.
"Ah...it'll take so long!" Little Yueyue pouted in the video, looking aggrieved.
Looking at his daughter's embarrassed and pitiful face, Rong Chengzhou immediately couldn't bring himself to refuse.
After a few seconds of thought, she said, "How about Yueyue and her brother come with Mom to Dad's place for the New Year?"
Xiao Yueyue's eyes immediately lit up: "Really?!"
Rong Chengzhou smiled and nodded, displaying the undeniably kind and gentle nature of a father in front of his daughter: "Of course."
Xiao Yueyue immediately beamed with joy, slid off the sofa with her short legs, grabbed her phone, and ran to Jiang Mingxue to tell her the good news.
Jiang Mingxue was on her annual leave recently and wasn't too busy, so the mother and her two sons decided to temporarily change their destination and spend the New Year together at their family compound, which was a hundred miles away.
Rong Chengzhou instructed the Rong family's housekeeper and driver to safely transport the mother and her two children to the vicinity of the base before returning.
February in Beicheng was the dead of winter, with a howling wind. Xiao Youyou and Xiao Yueyue were both wearing thick down jackets, fluffy hats, gloves, and large masks, with only their eyes showing.
Jiang Mingxue was also visiting the air force base in Beicheng for the first time and was not familiar with the roads. She had to rely on the soldiers arranged by Rong Chengzhou to lead the way to find the entrance of the base.
Fortunately, both children were precocious and learned to walk before they were a year old; otherwise, it would have been even more inconvenient for her to push two strollers by herself.
The brother and sister each held one of Jiang Mingxue's hands and followed her towards the base entrance. Rong Qiyou even instructed his sister like a little adult: "Yueyue, hold Mommy's hand and don't run around."
Jiang Qiyue nodded obediently: "Oh, okay, brother."
Jiang Mingxue smiled with satisfaction and led the two children through the gate of the base.
Not far away, Rong Chengzhou had just finished his training mission and was walking briskly toward them in his neat camouflage uniform and hat.
Jiang Mingxue recognized his face at a glance and waved to him: "Here."
Rong Chengzhou took even bigger steps.
But as he approached, the two children were not as excited as expected.
Jiang Mingxue turned her head and saw that Xiao Yueyue was frowning and looking at the person who came in. Her big eyes, the only thing showing, were filled with confusion, as if she was a stranger to the person in front of her.
Jiang Mingxue then remembered that Rong Chengzhou usually wore shirts or casual home clothes at home. It was understandable that she didn't recognize her father when she first saw him dressed like this.
So she squatted down and pointed to the man a few steps away, patiently instructing them: "Youyou, Yueyue, the man in front of you wearing a military cap and uniform is your father."
Little Yueyue suddenly realized, and drawled out, "Oh~~ so he's my dad."
The little girl remembered her mother's words clearly: the man in the military uniform and cap was her father.
It was the first time the two children had seen their father dressed like this, and they were quite surprised. They played with Rong Chengzhou's clothes and hat for a while before they gradually became familiar with him.
The mother and her two children followed Rong Chengzhou to the pre-arranged family building and settled down.
They arrived in the morning, but Rong Chengzhou had missions in the afternoon. After arranging their food, lodging, and transportation, he rushed back to his unit.
Before leaving, Jiang Mingxue called him back, smiling and saying, "Focus on your training, don't worry about us. We'll pick you up from get off work this afternoon."
Rong Chengzhou nodded: "Okay."
He looked back at his wife and children several times before turning away.
At 5 p.m., Jiang Mingxue, as promised, led Xiao Youyou and Xiao Yueyue to the military training base. The three of them stood in a row and waited for Rong Chengzhou to come out.
Knowing that Jiang Mingxue would be picking him up from get off work with their two children before leaving home, Rong Chengzhou was in an exceptionally good mood all day. Even during training, he gave his soldiers a lot of encouragement, even if they didn't meet the training standards. This made the group of well-trained air force soldiers feel flattered.
That evening, Rong Chengzhou walked towards the gate of the military base with several close comrades. He walked in front and casually mentioned his wife and children: "My wife and children are here. They won't be coming back tonight."
"Huh?" Xing Kaiyu knew his family situation best. Both children were only a year and a half old. "Your sister-in-law spoils you so much, Rong-ge. She was afraid you would be too lonely spending the New Year alone, so she specially brought the two children over to keep you company."
Rong Chengzhou was very satisfied with Xing Kaiyu's reaction. He suppressed a smile and said restrainedly, "My wife has always been so good to me, and my daughter always calls me to come back."
"Tsk tsk." Another lieutenant clicked his tongue repeatedly. "They're going to make everyone so envious."
Rong Chengzhou smiled but said nothing. Through the gate fence, he could see his wife and children standing in a row, waiting to take him home.
Several comrades were also curious about what Rong's two children looked like, so they followed them outside the fence.
Jiang Mingxue saw them from afar and waved the two children's little hands, saying, "Daddy's here."
Xiao Yueyue and Xiao Youyou immediately let go of her hand and ran together towards a row of uncles in camouflage uniforms, calling out in their clear voices:
"dad--!"
Rong Chengzhou opened his arms and smiled as he welcomed his twin children whom he had been longing for day and night, but after a while, only his son Rong Qiyou arrived.
Turning his head, he saw his most beloved daughter nestled against the lieutenant comrade who had just been talking to him, her little arms wrapped around his legs, her head tilted back, and she sweetly called out, "Daddy—!"
Rong Chengzhou: "..."
Jiang Mingxue: "..."
The group of comrades burst into laughter instantly.
The lieutenant, who had inexplicably gained a daughter, was overwhelmed by the word "Dad." He bent down, picked up the adorable little girl at his feet, and said with a beaming smile, "Captain Rong, our daughter is really something. She can mistake her dad standing right in front of her."
Rong Chengzhou's temples twitched twice. Upon hearing this, he forced a smile, but after a long pause, he only uttered three words:
"Like her mother."
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Author's Note: Here it comes! This chapter has a lot of plot, just finished writing it~
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