Li Qin seemed to notice that Li Qiaoyun was feeling down, so she sat down on another stone bench.
"Qiaoyun, don't think nonsense. That's your grandson. No one can take him away from you. Take care of yourself first."
"Sis, I didn't mean that. I just regret being so willful at my age."
"Hey, what's the big deal? Life is short, everyone has their moments of impulsiveness. Take Xiao Chu for example, when he first got into university, his master took a liking to him and started teaching him traditional Chinese medicine."
At the time, my parents and I were all against him learning that, feeling that it was something that should be learned from a young age, and he was already a teenager then, how could he possibly master it?
But he was incredibly determined; he insisted on learning even when forbidden. Look at him, thankfully he persisted back then, otherwise he wouldn't have the good life he has now.
Li Qiaoyun smiled and pursed her lips. She had never heard Wang Jun mention this to her before. The things she knew about it all happened when they were still in Nanniwan.
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Li Chu, who was breastfeeding his baby, also heard what his sister said. He smiled slightly and continued to hum a song to the little snotty baby who was already a bit sleepy.
After dinner and cleaning up, the group was chatting in the yard when Wenhui, looking somewhat unhappy, came out from the connecting corridor from the front yard, followed by Shenyi.
Li Chu was sitting there talking to Wang Ziwen when she saw her daughter's expression and asked curiously, "What's wrong, Huihui? Who upset you?"
As he spoke, he glanced at Shen Yi, who was following behind his daughter. Judging from his expression, it didn't seem like the young couple had a fight.
Li Chu's words also drew everyone's attention to Wen Hui in the courtyard.
"Hmph~ Dad, it's all your fault."
Not only Li Chu, but everyone in the courtyard, including Ding Qiunan, Li Qin, and Wang Yueyue, was stunned.
Yueyue stood up while holding the child: "Sister Hui, come and sit down."
"It's alright, Yueyue, you sit down. Aunt, Aunt Qiaoyun." Wenhui waved her hand and walked straight to Li Chu's side.
Upon seeing this, Wang Jiadong, who was sitting to the side, stood up and said, "Wenhui, please sit here with me."
"Thank you, brother. Hello, uncle!"
Wang Ziwen smiled and nodded at Li Wenhui, who remained polite even though she was unhappy.
Shen Yi followed behind his wife and also greeted the elders.
Looking at his daughter, who was still glaring at him angrily after sitting down, Li Chu felt completely bewildered.
"Huihui, we haven't met yet today, have we? What did I do to upset you?"
"Hmph~ Dad, you don't keep your word."
"Huh? When did I go back on my word?"
"When my younger brother got married the year before last, you gave him and Yueyue a song, and then you said you would give me one when I got married. And what happened? Where's the song? Did you eat it?"
As soon as Li Wenhui said this, the courtyard fell silent for a moment, then everyone burst into laughter.
Li Chu was left somewhat amused and exasperated by his daughter's accusations.
"No, Huihui, you forgot about it yourself back then."
"I was nervous during that time, so it's understandable that I forgot. But why did you forget as well?"
"I...it's my first time marrying off my daughter, I'm nervous too," Li Chuqiang tried to explain himself.
This made everyone laugh even louder.
"Hmph, I don't care, you have to sing for me today."
In fact, Li Wenhui had completely forgotten about singing. Even when she came over last night and asked her father to get her some concert tickets, she didn't remember it at all.
It was today in the lab building, when she was chatting with some colleagues, that she suddenly remembered the promise her father had made to her that she hadn't yet kept. They were talking about who sang songs they wrote themselves and who sang songs written by others.
This thought infuriated her, which led to the unpleasant scene she had just witnessed.
"Huh? You're singing today? But we don't have any here!"
“I don’t care. If you don’t sing for me today, I’ll tell my grandparents when we burn paper money for them, and I’ll say you’re biased.”
What does this have to do with anything?!
Wang Yueyue sat on the other side, her eyes darting around. She handed the child in her arms to her mother-in-law, then dashed off into her own room.
She came out with her guitar in less than two minutes.
"Hey, Mr. Chu, I've brought the guitar over for you."
Li Chu stared in astonishment at his daughter-in-law who had kicked him while he was down. Her expression of disbelief made everyone in the courtyard laugh again.
With things having come to this, he could only take the guitar, and then his mind began to race.
"Don't rush, let me think about it first."
"Okay, I'll give you ten minutes." Li Wenhui nodded generously, but what she said was incredibly frustrating.
Li Chu did know a song that was perfect for singing to his daughter, and he had already figured out the lyrics and melody. The reason he didn't sing it then was because he was worried he would cry.
It wouldn't be good to cry on your daughter's big day.
After thinking for a moment, he didn't say anything more, and casually strummed a few notes on his guitar.
"From the moment I was born to the day I grew up, every cry and laugh is so unforgettable..."
As soon as he started singing, the yard quickly quieted down. Even the little stinky baby, who had been babbling incessantly, stared at his grandfather with wide eyes.
Her niece, who had been standing behind Li Qiaoyun, was completely bewildered. Wasn't Uncle Li a doctor? How could he sing? And judging from their conversation, it seemed like he had written the song himself. What was going on?
"Today, as we walk through this short flower-lined aisle, I will give you to your groom."
I know you have found a shoulder to lean on for happiness, I know you are as joyful as an angel.
Although I feel a mix of joy and sorrow at this moment, I still only want to send my sincerest blessings.
My dearest daughter, my lifelong treasure.
Wishing you happiness, like an ocean embracing pearls, my dear daughter who has grown up.
May you bring all the good things into everyone's life...
Li Wenhui sat quietly beside her father, listening with a happy smile on her face.
She turned her head and glanced at her husband, who had moved a small stool to sit on the other side of her, and reached out to hold his hand tightly.
Li Chu stopped after singing the song only once, casually leaned the guitar against the stone table, and then took a sip of water.
"Alright, Huihui, are you satisfied now?"
"Dad, why didn't you sing the song you wrote a long time ago?"
"Alright, Huihui, come over here, Mom has something to tell you."
Ding Qiunan immediately realized why her husband hadn't sung before their daughter's wedding, and she interrupted her daughter's question.
"Mom's here, thank you Dad, I love you so much."
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