"Daddy, you should eat too." Anji saw that he was busy serving food to his mother and himself, but he hadn't eaten a single bite.
They look so pitiful.
An Rong smiled and said, "Daddy will eat after Anji has finished eating."
"Father, it's so good to have you."
Anji turned to look at Doudou, blinking his big eyes: "Mommy, you think so too, right?"
Yuan Doudou had just picked up a piece of spicy chicken to eat when he suddenly asked her a question. Before she knew it, she choked and tears welled up in her eyes.
"Mother, what's wrong?" Did he say something wrong? Why is Mother crying?
An Rong poured a glass of water and handed it to him: "Have a drink of water."
Angie's question must have been difficult for her to elicit such a strong reaction.
Yuan Doudou took a big gulp of water, which relieved the burning sensation in her throat.
"Thanks."
An Rong's expression changed slightly, but he didn't say a word.
She truly intended to distance herself from him, not even bothering to pretend in front of Angie.
After dinner, Anji spoke first: "Mommy, Daddy, I want to sleep with you tonight, is that okay?"
He hasn't slept with his mother for two days; he's been sleeping with Aunt Xiaoqian.
An Rong didn't speak, her eyes fixed on Dou Dou, trying to gauge her reaction.
Yuan Doudou's gaze fell on Anji's face. Seeing him looking at her expectantly, she could only make up a reason.
"Anji, your mother hasn't fully recovered yet. How about we wait a few more days? Tonight, you can sleep with your father." Lu Chaoyang prepared another room for An Rong, so it would be perfect for the father and son to sleep together.
Angie lowered his head, pouted, and soon his eyes were brimming with tears. If no one comforted him, he really would cry.
"Anji, has your mother ever told you that a real man sheds blood but not tears?" Yuan Doudou has always looked down on boys who cry easily, and naturally she doesn't want her son to become a little crybaby.
An Rong's personality was somewhat inherited from An Ji; when faced with problems and feeling helpless, he would choose to vent by crying.
Anji was afraid that his mother would get angry again, so he quickly wiped away his tears and said, "Mother, I didn't cry. I just got some chili in my eyes."
Yuan Doudou was amused; the little guy even knew how to save face.
“Alright, I understand Anji’s thoughts. We’ll sleep together tonight, and you can sleep with Daddy tomorrow, okay?” Yuan Doudou said in a conciliatory tone.
Anji happily took Doudou's arm and said sweetly, "Mommy, you're so good to me."
"Father, isn't that right?"
An Rong smiled and nodded, "Your mother is the best mother in the world."
Yuan Doudou thought to herself, "These two, one old and one young, are putting such high hats on me. They want to fawn over me so I won't have a good way out."
"Alright, stop with the empty talk and get ready to rest."
She said this to An Rong, looking at him coldly, implying that she would only agree to make An Ji happy, and that she really did not want An Ji to be hurt in any way because of their relationship.
From the moment we are born into this world, we are not living purely for ourselves.
She used to be a college student, and had never experienced the harsh realities of society, let alone the troubles of marriage. She believed that it was better to enjoy happiness alone than to share it with others, that one person's hunger was not the problem, and that one should live for the moment.
Getting married and having children, things that would tie you down and affect your quality of life, are strictly prohibited.
Romance is essential, and it has to be sweet. Anything that makes you unhappy, whether it's a celibate type or a warm and caring type, can go to hell.
Her attitude towards relationships prevented her from ever starting a romantic relationship from junior high to university.
But time travel doesn't tell you any of that. No matter what your thoughts are or how unique your values are, time travel will completely overturn them.
I have a husband, I have a son, and now I have the troubles of life.
She couldn't say no, so she had no choice but to obediently admit defeat.
Watching An Rong silently clear the dishes and leave, she even had a fleeting illusion of peace and tranquility.
If this hadn't happened, they would probably be doing just fine.
But now, how can she pretend that nothing happened?
“Mommy, let me help you over there.” Anji stood up and took Dou Dou’s arm.
Yuan Doudou nodded: "Anji is so sensible."
Her back injury has healed a lot after applying medicine. This time, she owes a lot to Li Tianlang. I must say, his medical skills are superb.
After she finally made it to the bedside, An Rong brought in a basin of hot water.
"Let's clean it up," An Rong said softly.
Although it's already autumn, there are still 18 days of intense heat left, so it's still quite hot.
"Um."
She had only taken a few steps when she started sweating, and she really needed to wipe it off.
"Anji, Daddy will take you for a walk."
Knowing that Dou Dou was embarrassed, An Rong picked up An Ji and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.
"I'll keep an eye on things from outside, so you can wash without worry."
Yuan Doudou gave a helpless, bitter smile; he was very perceptive.
Having a husband like that would be every girl's dream, right? He's incredibly handsome, has an amazing physique, a bit of money, and is hardworking.
They may not achieve much, but they are more than capable of living a peaceful and ordinary life.
Apart from that incident, An Rong is impeccable.
She took off her clothes, soaked a handkerchief, wrung out most of the water, and first washed her face, then wiped her neck, upper body, and arms.
It was just a bit difficult on my back. I already had an injury, and there were some places I couldn't reach, so I had to give up.
After wiping her entire body, she was so tired that her wrists ached.
Looking at the water in the basin, it had turned black.
Oh dear, An Rong can't see this water; she can't afford to lose face like that.
She got dressed, picked up the basin of water, and walked towards the door. She wanted to open the door, but she had no hands, so she had to put the basin on the ground first, and then get up to open the door. This bending and straightening aggravated the injury on her back, making her head buzz with pain.
Yuan Doudou almost lost her balance, but luckily there was a door for her to hold onto.
Hearing the strange noise outside, An Rong went to the door and asked anxiously, "Dou Dou, are you alright?"
"I'm fine." Her voice sounded weak.
An Rong, still uneasy, said, "I'm coming in."
Just as Yuan Doudou was about to say not to come in, An Rong pushed the door open and entered.
Seeing DouDou standing by the door, she was quite surprised: "DouDou, why did you come over here?"
"I, I..." Yuan Doudou stared at the basin on the ground, her ears turning red with embarrassment.
It was a scene of utter animal destruction; the water hadn't even been poured yet when he stumbled upon it.
"You want to get some water?" An Rong guessed that she didn't want him to see it. "Wait until you're healed before you do. Don't push yourself now."
Without asking DouDou's opinion, he simply picked her up horizontally, carried her steadily to the bedside, and placed her on the bed.
"We are not divorced yet, so we are husband and wife. There is no need for husband and wife to feel embarrassed."
He couldn't possibly dislike Dou Dou. When he was injured, Dou Dou took good care of him without any disgust.
How could he possibly laugh at her just because the water she used for washing was black?
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