After Zheng Xinyi's tossing and turning, Cuihua, who was originally exhausted, suddenly lost all sleepiness. She glanced at Zheng Shaochun and stood up with a worried tone: "No, I'm still worried. I have to go check on Xinyi."
"Okay, sit down now!" Zheng Shaochun rolled his eyes at her and said, "I've just told Xinyue to pay attention to what's going on in Xinyi's room. If anything happens, Xinyue will come and inform us, so don't worry. It's the middle of the night, go to bed!"
That's what he said, but how could Zheng Shaochun not be worried? He lay on the kang, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.
"Old man, why is our daughter's life so miserable? She has been a lunatic since she was born. Fortunately, God cured her madness later, but this child made us worry again and caused a quarrel with the Cheng family to break off the engagement. Later, she finally got married. I thought we could worry less about her and that Cheng Haoyu would treat Xinyi well. But now this incident has happened. It really makes us worry!" Cuihua climbed up from the kang and said while covering herself with a quilt.
Zheng Shaochun was also extremely upset. He sighed deeply, sat down, and lit his pipe, which he always kept in his hand. "Every family has its own problems, but our three children are really too worrying, especially Zheng Xinyi. Since she was born, she has never made our family peaceful. Sometimes, I really think that she is not as good as she was when she was crazy. At least then she was happy, without any worries, and didn't know what worry was. Unlike now, she is frowning all day long. Seeing her like this, we as parents feel even more uncomfortable."
Cuihua rolled her eyes at him and retorted, "I don't agree with you. If Xinyi's madness hadn't been cured, who knows how much suffering she would have endured if she had married into the Cheng family! The Cheng family certainly wouldn't take Xinyi seriously like they do now. If that were the case, we old couple would be even more anxious and worried!"
"Old woman, if Cheng Haoyu really can't recover his memory, what should we do with Xinyi and the child? We can't really let them stay in her parents' home forever, right?" Zheng Shaochun said with a worried tone.
"What's wrong with raising her at her parents' house for the rest of her life? Xinyi is my daughter and Aiyu is my grandson. If Cheng Haoyu really doesn't come to pick up Xinyi, I would rather support them and their son for the rest of their lives." Cuihua said seriously.
Zheng Shaochun paused smoking his pipe, frowning slightly. "You say it lightly, but do you know how important this matter is to Xinyi? Our girl is still young. If she continues to live with her child at her parents' house, her life will be completely ruined."
Cuihua also frowned when she said this: "Yes! Now people in the surrounding villages don't know what to say about our Xinyi. We old couple don't care. We are shameless and let them talk about us, but Xinyi is still young!"
That's what they say, but facing the pointing and criticizing of neighbors every day, even if they want to ignore it, it would probably be difficult to do so.
The old couple sat on the kang, looking worried, sighing constantly, and the room was soon filled with smoke.
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