"Are you blaming your mother?" Zhang Meifeng's face darkened, and she couldn't tell whether she was unhappy or upset.
“No, that’s not true,” Wang Tianxiao picked up his things. “I just don’t want Mother to suffer. From now on, you don’t need to worry about our affairs. Also, after the baby is born, we will move to the mountains to live. I’m letting you know in advance. If you want to see your grandson then, just tell me and I’ll take you to the mountains to see him.”
After saying that, he stopped rambling and walked up the alleyway.
At this point, no one can morally blackmail him anymore. He will naturally not forget his mother's kindness and will continue to be filial, but he has no interest in tolerating any cold words or criticisms based on that.
He has proven with a lifetime of suffering that simply enduring hardship will not bring him peace of mind.
"What were you saying to Mother just now?" Li Yali asked in a low voice.
"It's nothing, Mom just told us to be careful in the hospital." Wang Tianxiao didn't want to tell his wife about these unhappy things.
"Oh." Li Yali saw the slight displeasure on her husband's face and knew that things were not so simple, but she didn't say anything. A virtuous wife is one who gives her husband the last bit of dignity when there is no need to pry.
Men, in the end, deserve respect, just as women deserve to be cherished.
"Put-put-put-put."
Just then, Liu Xiangrui's tractor arrived.
Stop at the entrance of the alley.
Liu Xiangrui was very thoughtful; he wiped the tractor handlebars and the front of the vehicle, making them look brand new with fewer stains.
He changed into clean clothes, no longer looking as dirty as he had just been.
It was the first time Xiao Wangfang had ever seen a tractor, and she jumped for joy. She had never seen a tractor before.
"Tianxiao, I'm here."
"Pretty fast," Wang Tianxiao said as he laid the prepared bedding in the tractor's cargo bed. Since an oilcloth had already been laid on top, he wasn't worried about the bedding getting dirty.
Soon, the trailer was covered up like a heated brick bed.
Wang Tianxiao first placed some miscellaneous items in the corner of the carriage, then placed a stool at the front of the carriage, and helped his wife into the carriage to sit down.
"Sit further inside and hold onto the edge of the carriage," he patiently instructed Li Yali.
"Okay."
"Xiangrui, be careful on the road later. Try to go slowly. We're not rushing. Even if it takes an hour."
"Haha, you're so good to your wife. Sister-in-law, I'm so envious of you."
Li Yali smiled shyly, neither denying it nor admitting that Liu Xiangrui was right; her husband was indeed very good to her.
"I want to sit too, I want to sit too."
Wang Fang saw her mother sitting down and called out anxiously.
"Alright, alright, our Fangwa wants to ride in the car too. Come on, Dad will carry you up."
Wang Tianxiao held his daughter, lifted her high, and then gently placed her in the carriage, letting her lean against her mother's body. He then covered both mother and daughter's legs with a blanket.
His thoughtful actions made Liu Xiangrui secretly envious. He hadn't been in a hurry to find a wife, but now he suddenly felt that having a wife and a daughter was also a very happy thing.
Wang Tianxiao went down to check again, and finding nothing wrong, locked the cave door.
He called out from the courtyard, "Mother, I'm leaving now."
At first, there was no sound from inside. It wasn't until he reached the entrance of the alley that he heard Zhang Meifeng's voice: "Be careful. If anything happens, come back and tell your mother."
"good."
Both mother and son felt awkward.
Just like many parents of this generation.
Parents sometimes fail to recognize their proper role, not seeing themselves simply as parents, but rather as the managers of their children, expecting them to unconditionally obey their arrangements.
This is certainly wrong. Wang Tianxiao has already experienced the baptism of a civilized and open society, so how could he accept such backward ethical views?
A few minutes later, a hand-operated tractor slowly drove along the country road.
A motorcycle followed behind.
The weather is fairly warm today, and the air is getting warmer as the sun rises higher.
The sunlight shone on Li Yali's fair cheeks, reflecting a faint reddish glow, making her rosy-pink highland complexion even more charming and lovely.
Wang Tianxiao followed behind the tractor, and when he looked over, he could see his wife's profile. He was completely mesmerized by the sight.
My wife is actually a beautiful woman, and because of her kind and gentle heart, she seems to be bathed in a warm, comforting glow. Just seeing her makes people feel warm and want to get close to her.
In his previous life, Wang Tianxiao was too busy to take a good look at his wife. His memories of her were mostly of her as she aged, with wrinkles all over her face, white hair, and a stooped body bent by the years.
"Mom," Wang Fang suddenly called out.
What are you doing?
"Look, Dad's been staring at you. Is there something on your face?"
"Is there?" Li Yali hurriedly reached out to wipe it, then looked at her husband with a smile that was a little teasing. Suddenly realizing what she had done, she couldn't help but lower her head, her face full of shyness.
Haha~
Wang Tianxiao gently revved the engine and began singing loudly again:
I lowered my head towards the ravine.
Chasing the passing years
Sandstorms filled the valleys
My childhood is nowhere to be found.
"Dad, you sang so well!" Little Wang Fang clapped her hands excitedly and shouted.
"Do you still want to hear it?"
"want!"
Do you know what this song is called?
"have no idea."
"It's called Xintianyou."
"Xintianyou"
"right!"
"Xintianyou, Xintianyou, Xintianyou, hahaha."
Wang Fang jumped and laughed in the car, dancing along to Wang Tianxiao's singing.
Li Yali gently supported her daughter's small, slender waist with her hand, her face beaming with smiles.
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Wangjia Village is located in a town called Qingquan Town.
In the center of the town stands a pagoda said to be from the Song Dynasty. At the foot of the pagoda is a spring that spouts water every summer, which disappears after autumn.
That's how the town got the name Qingquan (Clear Spring).
Qingquan People's Hospital is located at the south entrance of the town, which Wang Tianxiao is very familiar with. In his previous life, his wife was injured by Wang Tianxin and stayed in the hospital for two or three months. He had to go to the hospital several times almost every day.
It's only about three kilometers from Wangjia Village to the town, but because they were worried about Li Yali suffering, the tractor moved at a snail's pace, taking a full half hour to get there.
It's slower than a person walking.
Upon reaching the street corner, Wang Tianxiao told Liu Xiangrui to stop, then ran into a shop and bought a pack of Peony brand cigarettes and two bottles of Pengyangchun liquor, which he then gave to Liu Xiangrui to take to the old man.
Wang Tianxiao followed up on these basic personal relationships. He didn't know when these relationships would be useful, but planting the seeds of opportunity increased the possibility.
Humans are, after all, social animals. To truly accomplish something, we must help each other, and this mutual assistance constitutes human society.
If you want others to help you in a critical moment, you need to plan ahead and build good relationships in advance.
Otherwise, if you try to cram at the last minute, who will listen to you?
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