Chapter 202 Do you forgive him?

But Lan Mo couldn't really let someone die in her own home.

Then he said to Lan Jinyan, "Yanyan, go to the guest room and put some hot water in the bathtub."

Lan Jinyan blinked, "Mom, shouldn't we take him to the hospital?"

"No, he's frozen. Just soak him in warm water."

"oh."

After saying that, she ran to the guest room.

Lan Mo couldn't carry Song Yuanchi, so she grabbed his arm and dragged him to the guest room.

Fortunately, his body was covered in mud and was very slippery, so it wasn't difficult to pull him out.

Now that the child is born, there is nothing for Lan Mo to be sentimental about.

Just use a pair of scissors to cut off all the clothes on his body.

It took a lot of effort to get him into the bathtub.

After covering him with a bath towel, Lan Mo said to Lan Jinyan, "Baby, watch him here for a while. If his head goes under the water, tell mom and she will go make dinner."

She went on a business trip, so she gave the maids a holiday. Now she has to cook for herself.

Lan Jinyan nodded obediently, "Okay, Mom."

After Lan Mo left, Lan Jinyan stood in front of Song Yuanchi and stared at him for a long time.

Deep down in her heart, she has always wanted to have a father.

But she was afraid that her mother would be sad, so she never showed it. Even when her mother was around, she didn't dare to look at Song Yuanchi for too long.

Adults should decide for adults. She didn't want her mother to force herself to marry a man just because she needed a father, even if that man was her biological father.

About twenty minutes later, Song Yuanchi woke up slowly.

He saw himself lying in the bathtub. The water was still warm. He immediately realized that he had fainted from hypothermia and it was Lan Mo who saved him.

Sure enough, his wife still has him in her heart!

The corners of his lips unconsciously curled up into a happy smile.

Lan Jinyan rolled her eyes, "Why are you so silly? Now that you're awake, hurry up and leave. It's getting dark, and it's not convenient for a grown man like you to stay in our house."

Song Yuanchi looked at her and smiled, "I am your father. Wherever you and your mother are is my home. What's inconvenient? Where is your mother?"

"I'm going to cook."

After Lan Jinyan finished speaking, she turned and walked out.

Lan Mo had just cooked the noodles and brought them to the table.

"Yanyan, come and have dinner, what happened to that person?"

"He's awake."

Lan Mo didn't say anything else, but just handed chopsticks to Lan Jinyan and asked her to sit down.

At this time, Song Yuanchi's voice came from the guest room.

"Momo, Momo... I have no clothes to wear, can you find me some clothes?"

Lan Mo found a loose grey nightgown from her closet, and also a pair of loose underwear that she had bought during her pregnancy and had never worn.

Throw it directly onto the bed in the guest room.

Although they were all women's clothes, Song Yuanchi was as happy as if it was Chinese New Year when he put them on.

This day and night of kneeling was not in vain. Not only did he enter his wife's room and lie in her bathtub, he also wore his wife's clothes.

The next step is to sleep in your wife’s bed.

When he came out, Lan Mo pointed to a bowl of noodles on the table and said, "Eat it."

Song Yuanchi hurriedly sat over, tears welling up in his eyes.

"I know you still love me, Momo. It was all my fault before. I will never make you sad again."

Lan Mo lowered her head and poked at the noodles in her bowl. She said in a cold voice, "Alright, stop making a scene. I told you to eat well so that you can work. Look at the floor of my house. It's all muddy and wet because of you. The servants are on holiday. It's snowing so heavily. They definitely won't be able to come in the next two days. You must clean up before you leave."

Song Yuanchi's eyes lit up and he nodded in surprise.

"well."

After dinner, Lan Mo took Lan Jinyan upstairs. After the long journey, both of them were tired and sleepy.

But Lan Mo didn't expect that when she got up the next day, although the floor had been cleaned, Song Yuanchi had not left.

He was still wearing Lan Mo's pajamas and brought out breakfast from the kitchen.

"Momo, you must be hungry, come and have dinner. I made your favorite pan-fried buns for you, egg pancakes for Yanyan, and I also cooked eight-treasure porridge."

Lan Mo raised her eyes and looked at him, "Did you make the buns?"

There are no buns in their refrigerator.

"yes."

Although he only slept for five or six hours at night, it was enough. He was so excited that he was not sleepy at all and got up at five in the morning to make dumplings.

Lan Mo pulled a chair and said, "Sit down and eat."

Song Yuanchi couldn't believe it, "Okay, okay!"

…

The heavy snow lasted for four or five days and finally stopped.

It was a sunny day and the servant cleaned the yard early in the morning.

The sun at ten o'clock in the morning is warm.

Jiang Xianli sat in the yard, eating melon seeds, basking in the sun, and eating nuts.

After a while, Lan Mo and Qin Xuan came.

"Hey, how come you two busy people have time to come together?"

Qin Xuan smiled and said, "We are so in tune with each other. We just met on the road when we got here. I was afraid that you would be bored staying at home, so I came to keep you company."

"That's great. You two have my mom with you. Let's play Mahjong."

"Okay."

Jiang Xianli asked the servant to bring the mahjong table in, and Gao Shuhua also walked out of the house.

"Xuanxuan, Momo, you two are here, but where's the child? Why didn't you bring him to play?"

Qin Xuan said, "His father is teaching him to read and do arithmetic at home."

Gao Shuhua joked: "This is about winning at the starting line, how great."

She turned to Lan Mo and said, "Where's Yanyan? That little girl is so sweet and adorable. If I had a granddaughter like her, I would wake up laughing in my dreams."

After Gao Shuhua finished speaking, she suddenly remembered that Yanyan’s grandmother didn’t love her.

"I'm sorry, Momo, I reminded you of your sad past."

Lan Mo shook her head, "No, auntie, I'm so happy that you like Yanyan. As for her own grandmother not liking her, that's just her grandmother's bad luck. Besides, she... is also at home with her father."

When she said this, everyone was stunned.

Qin Xuan smiled and said, "Have you reconciled with Song Yuanchi?"

"no."

"Then why is he at your house? Is he here to take care of the kids?"

Lan Mo lowered her head and said unnaturally, "The day I came back from my business trip, he knelt outside for too long and fainted. He has been staying at my house ever since, doing all the work."

"Oh~" Qin Xuan understood instantly, "You are not far from forgiving him. In my opinion, although Song Yuanchi is quite domineering, he is sincere to you. Apart from other things, he gave up his most beloved career in order to come back to seize power and protect you. This is precious.

Now, in order to provide you and Yanyan with a stable and peaceful living environment, he has sent all his family members abroad.

You could say that he only has you and Yanyan. If you don’t forgive him, he will have nothing.”

Lan Mo sighed, "Let's not talk about him anymore. Let's take it one step at a time. Come on, let's play cards."

She knew all that Song Yuanchi had done for her, but he had never contacted her in these four years.

This cruel man, why should she forgive him so easily just because he wants to come back?

She would abuse him more and let him take care of the children and do housework.

Humph! I guess she is washing her underwear at home with a smile on her face.

At noon, Lu Jiaheng came with Lu Wenche.

"Hey, we're playing mahjong today. My wife is home for dinner."

Qin Xuan didn't even look at Lu Jiaheng, "I'm not coming back. I'm eating at my baby's place today."

Lu Jiaheng smiled and said, "Okay, I'll ask the servants to bring some of our dishes over, and my son and I will eat here too."

Just as he finished speaking, Song Yuanchi also came with Lan Jinyan.

"Momo, the meal is ready, let's go home and eat."

Lan Mo would not even look at him, "No, I want to eat at Lili's house."

"oh……"

Song Yuanchi was feeling a little disappointed, and was about to take Lan Jinyan away.

Jiang Xianli said, "President Song, Yanyan, why don't you stay and have dinner with us?"

"Okay, okay."

Lan Jinyan hurried over to Jiang Xianli and kissed her on the cheek.

"Lili is the prettiest. I love Aunt Lili the most."

"Well... Auntie loves you the most, too."

Song Yuanchi used to be an arrogant nobleman, but now he is a ruthless president of a group.

But he was a little reserved when facing Lan Mo and the people around him.

"Thank you, pear."

Jiang Xianli smiled and said, "We are old friends, why are you being polite? Come and sit down."

"good."

As soon as the mahjong table was put away, Xie Jingfeng arrived.

He also brought Fang Hanyin.

"Mom, this is Hanyin. She was in the hospital a few days ago and it was thanks to you that you sent her meals. Today she came to thank you and Lili."

Fang Hanyin took two gift boxes and said, "Auntie, I am so sorry for troubling you before. Thank you."

Gao Shuhua took the things and said kindly, "The workers from Jingfeng hurt you, so we should take care of you. Is your injury healed now?"

"Thank you for your concern, Auntie. My foot injury has healed a lot. As long as I don't run or jump, I can basically walk normally."

"That's good. A lot of my friends are coming to my house today. Why don't you stay and have lunch with us?"

Fang Hanyin smiled and nodded, "Okay, thank you, Auntie."

"You are so polite, kid. You keep saying thank you."

Jiang Xianli held her hand and said, "Let's go, let's go eat."

"good."

Fang Hanyin saw that Jiang Xianli was pregnant, and supported her with her backhand.

As soon as everyone sat down, Xie Jingcheng came back.

"No wonder I always want to go home after I finish work at the company. It turns out my home is so lively."

Lu Jiaheng said, "Since President Xie is here, let's open a bottle of wine."

"OK."

Xie Jingcheng asked the servant to go to the wine cellar and get two bottles of 1987 Moutai.

That year Jiang Xianli stockpiled dozens of boxes. Normally, when he wanted to drink some, she wouldn't let him, saying that she would keep them for sale after ten or two years.

But it's rare to have so many people at home today, so we must celebrate it.

Seeing the young people laughing and talking happily, Gao Shuhua also showed a relieved smile. Everything is good now, and the future will be even better!

…

(The rest is basically a side story, so the plot will progress very quickly and the years will jump a lot. After all, it will be written until 2024. If you like it, you can read it. If you don’t like it, you can read other books. It’s not easy for the author to write, so don’t comment on the bad ending. The rest is a side story!!! Thank you everyone!!!)

Ten years later, in 2002.

Jiang Xianli was wearing a smoky blue modified cheongsam, with her long, slightly curly hair tied up low and a clear jade hairpin inserted in it.

She had only been sitting in the yard arranging flowers for half an hour when Aunt Liu came to complain to her helplessly several times about her child's "evil behavior".

"Madam, the eldest master has angered the new English tutor again."

"Madam, when the second young master fell down from climbing a tree, he pulled the tree down again."

"Madam, the young lady was learning to cook and she burned the pot again."

…

Jiang Xianli: "Just wait for the teacher to come back and tell him who taught him."

"But, Madam, when the two young masters and the young lady were fighting, they knocked over all six pots of Tang Fengyu flowers that you had worked so hard to cultivate."

Jiang Xianli stood up and said, "Okay, that's great!"

She strode into the house and saw three children standing at a loss as to what to do around the dead flowers and broken branches all over the ground.

She picked up a riding whip from the wall.

He shouted, "Xie Juanyun, Xie Muchen, Xie Xingyi, all of you, come here and kneel down!"

The three siblings knelt down in front of Jiang Xianli without any hesitation.

Although their mother is usually gentle and kind, when she gets angry, she beats her children even more harshly than their father.

"Give me your hands."

The three siblings lowered their heads, but they reached out their hands without hesitation.

“Pah!”

Jiang Xianli swung the whip and hit three little hands at the same time.

"You are already nine and a half years old, can't you understand a little bit? If you make trouble in the house again, I will beat you so hard that you can't get out of bed for three days."

The three siblings said in unison: "We know we were wrong."

Jiang Xianli sat on the sofa and took a sip of tea.

"Xie Juanyun, now tell me why you made the teacher angry and leave again?"

Xie Juanyun sighed with a mature look on his face, "Mom, that teacher's pronunciation is not as accurate as mine, and her vocabulary is not as broad as mine. What kind of lessons can she give me? I beg you, can you please not find a teacher for me in the future? Forget about elementary school. I have already taught myself all the courses in junior high school. Why do you still find teachers for me?"

You're wasting my time and your money. Even though we are the richest family in the country, we can't waste money like this, right? One class costs tens of dollars!"

Jiang Xianli was speechless after hearing this: She was wrong?

He turned to the second son and said, "Xie Muchen, I have told you so many times that each of the trees in this yard costs tens of thousands of dollars. You can just use them to practice martial arts. Can you please be a little more considerate? Do you want me to ask your dad to plant an iron tree for you to practice with?"

Xie Muchen curled his lips, "If that iron tree pokes me, will I be able to save my life? You feel sorry for those flowers and trees every day, you should also feel sorry for your children."

Jiang Xianli suddenly began to doubt herself.

When she was little, she hated her mother's favoritism the most. Could it be that she is not as good as her mother when she grows up?

At least her mother favors her son, but she favors a tree?

"Ahem..." Jiang Xianli cleared her throat, saying nothing more, and then looked at her daughter again: "Xie Xingyi, are you eating less and drinking less in our family? Can't you stop bothering with the kitchen? There has never been a chef in your Xie family for 18 generations. You don't have that talent, do you know?"

Xie Xingyi was not convinced, "Man can conquer nature, hard work will be rewarded, I like cooking, our yard is so big, why don't you just build a kitchen for me, it doesn't need to be too big, 100 square meters will be enough."

"I think yours looks like a hundred square meters. Whose kitchen is that big?"

Xie Xingyi heard this and thought it was a good idea. She quickly hugged Jiang Xianli's thighs and said coquettishly, "My mother is so beautiful that she can make fish sink to the bottom of the water and geese fall to the ground. She looks like a fairy, gentle and virtuous, dignified and generous... She is the best mother in the world. Mom, I want a house of 100 square meters. You can also build me a house of 50 square meters."

Looking at her sparkling eyes, Jiang Xianli had no resistance at all.

"Thirty square meters, no more."

"Okay, thanks, Mom!"

At this time, Aunt Liu came over and said, "Madam, your mother called and asked you and the young masters and young ladies to come over for lunch at noon."

"Okay, I understand."

Aunt Liu smiled again and said, "Mrs. Jiang specifically told me to let you go as well."

"OK."