“I knew you’d side with your wife. I’m getting on in years, and I’m finally able to enjoy my grandchildren. You won’t let me see the baby? What am I supposed to do? I can just let her see the baby for a bit when she comes to pay her respects tomorrow, okay?”
Yong Xingchen knew that his mother's words meant she was already willing to back down, but she was just too proud to admit it for the time being.
"Don't worry, Mother. I will talk to Baozhu nicely. I just hope that you will treat Baozhu better in the future. Baozhu is so well-behaved. She has no objection to leaving the child with you. You are already very easy to talk to."
Mother Yong actually knew in her heart that it was her fault, but she was just too embarrassed to back down, so she kept being stubborn.
After hearing his son's words, he realized that his daughter-in-law was indeed quite good, and that having a grandson was already a blessing; he shouldn't think too much about it.
"I know, just go now, I get annoyed just looking at you."
Although she realized she was wrong, she still felt that her son had forgotten his mother after getting married, so she didn't want to look at him anymore.
Yong Xingchen was also preparing to go back. After all, his mother was so angry, and he didn't know how upset his daughter was. He should hurry back and comfort her.
"Nothing else, I'll head back now. Take care, Mother."
Seeing her son walking so fast, as if someone was chasing him, Mother Yong rolled her eyes and muttered under her breath, "What a spineless good-for-nothing."
When Yong Xingchen returned to the main house in the front yard, he saw Baozhu sitting on a stool drinking tea. She was sitting quietly by herself, and he suddenly felt that Baozhu was very lonely.
It can only be said that it was all her illusion. Tang Baozhu was enjoying tea and pastries, living a carefree life, and she didn't feel lonely at all.
If she felt lonely, she would have been bored during her hundreds of thousands of years in the Immortal Realm, and might have stopped living because she had lived too long.
Tang Baozhu's main theme is to die peacefully in her sleep. No matter when or where, she can live a good life and never feel sorry for herself.
Yong Xingchen quickly came to Baozhu's side, took her hand, and said, "Are you bored at home? How about I take you to the countryside for a spring outing when I have a day off in a couple of days?"
Yong Xingchen felt that Baozhu was too lonely at home, having nothing to do but manage the affairs of the manor. He thought that if she was cooped up in the manor all day, she would get sick. He thought that taking her out for a walk would cheer her up.
Tang Baozhu turned to look at him, a smile on her face, and said gently, "Okay, as long as I'm with Xingchen, I'm fine with going anywhere."
Although she didn't know why he wanted to take her out for a walk, she didn't refuse. It would be nice to go for a walk. The last time she went out was when she was pregnant, when she went shopping. It had been a while since she had gone out.
"Baozhu, Mother said she wants you to come and pay your respects tomorrow. She's not feeling well today, so she stopped you. Please don't mind."
Yong Xingchen really didn't know how to cover for his mother, so he could only tell a small lie, which could be considered a white lie.
Tang Baozhu silently rolled her eyes in her heart. If men's words could be trusted, pigs would fly.
Isn't this just an attempt to prevent me from going against his mother and to stop me from even thinking about taking the child back?
Since the house is already prepared, we must bring the child back tonight to stay overnight. We can always bring him back tomorrow. Otherwise, my mother-in-law will think that I'm just putting on an act, and this trick won't work in the future.
"The room next door is all tidied up. Xingchen, go and pick An'an up tonight, or he can sleep with us tonight. I've never slept with them before, and I feel really guilty. As his mother, I haven't taken care of him at all. I'm so useless."
Tang Baozhu pretended to be sad and upset, lowered her head, and gently wiped the corner of her eyes with a handkerchief in her hand, looking like she wanted to cry but didn't.
Yong Xingchen thought that since the child was born, he had been holding the child with his mother, which was indeed a bit too much for Baozhu. However, if he were to hold the child himself, his mother would definitely scold him again.
But seeing how sad and upset Baozhu was, she felt that it was the right thing to bring the child back. After all, it's not good for mother and child to be separated, and the child will not be close to the mother.
"Don't cry. I'll go and bring the child back in a bit. You can sleep with him tonight, and we'll take him back when we move to Qian'an tomorrow."
"Xingchen, you're so kind, thank you for supporting me."
Tang Baozhu pretended to be very moved, looking at Yong Xingchen with a face full of gratitude. But Yong Xingchen's manly spirit surged instantly, and he felt particularly needed.
"Then wait here for a while. After I bring An'an back, I'll have dinner with you."
After finishing his sentence, Yong Xingchen quickly left. He felt that it was best to act quickly while he was still particularly courageous, so that he wouldn't be afraid to do anything to his mother later.
After all, for Yong's mother, taking her grandson away was like plucking the fur off her body, and a big fight was bound to break out between the two.
Tang Baozhu watched Yong Xingchen leave, silently supporting him in her heart, hoping he could persevere. Looking at his back, she always felt a sense of desolation and loneliness.
I don't think I'll get beaten up, but it's possible if my father-in-law is there too. I just don't know if he's back yet.
As long as she can bring the child over and let him stay for one night, she'll let him stay for two nights.
Tang Baozhu had never really fought with anyone before, and she felt that everything she wanted would come to her, with very little trouble. Now, she was actually fighting with her mother-in-law in ancient times, which was quite exciting.
It felt like experiencing a power struggle within a family, but at the same time, I felt like I was hiding in the back, with Yong Xingchen charging into battle all the time. It didn't feel like a life-or-death struggle within a family at all.
Tang Baozhu didn't go to watch the commotion, and didn't know how Yong Xingchen brought the child back. She just waited alone in the house.
She still trusted Yong Xingchen to bring the child back, even though it might be a bit of a ordeal.
Tang Baozhu sat alone in the main room, waiting quietly. After about an hour, she finally heard the noise outside.
I quickly ran out to take a look and saw Yong Xingchen walking ahead, but his posture was a bit off, and he was walking with a limp, as if he was injured.
Beside her was An'an, who was being held in the arms of her wet nurse.
It seems that Yong Xingchen paid a greater price to bring the child back than I imagined, and I suddenly felt a little sorry for him.
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