"Give Niuniu a hug. I don't know what happened to this child today. She was very noisy. But she became quiet as soon as you came in."

Ji Ling hugged her daughter and kissed her. Her daughter's giggles came into her ears, filling the empty space in her heart.

"Grandma, let's take Niu Niu upstairs first." Zhu Weidong said.

"Go ahead." Old Mrs. Zhu was not blind. She could see that Xiaoling was not in high spirits.

"Grandma, I'm sorry." Ji Ling looked up. Although she was trying to control herself, her voice was still filled with tears. "It's all my fault."

"Silly child, how can you be blamed for this?" Old Mrs. Zhu patted the back of her hand. "It's all in the past. Let's not talk about it anymore."

Zhu Weidong also advised her, "Don't mention this anymore. I'll take you upstairs to rest first."

Only then did Ji Ling take her daughter back upstairs.

Niu Niu was very well behaved. As if she could sense that her mother was in a bad mood, she leaned quietly in her mother's arms, her chubby face half-deformed.

When Zhu Weidong saw his daughter, his eyes lit up. He hugged his daughter and held her high up, "Niuniu, do you miss your dad?"

Niu Niu giggled.

Ji Ling lay down on the bed, looking at the father and daughter, her eyes fell on the flowers and plants outside the balcony. Many flowers had already bloomed, and the evening glow scattered on them, as beautiful as an oil painting.

Ji Ling closed her eyes unconsciously. Before she fell asleep, she could hear her husband's voice and her daughter's laughter.

When Zhu Weidong saw his wife fall asleep, he calmed down. He laid his daughter flat on her back and rocked her gently in his arms.

My daughter sucked her fingers, slowly closed her eyes, and soon fell asleep quietly.

After putting his daughter down and covering his wife with a quilt, Zhu Weidong quietly went downstairs.

Old Mrs. Zhu had been sitting in the living room. When she saw her grandson coming down, she put down the newspaper in her hand and waved for him to sit next to her.

"Where's Xiaoling?"

"Asleep."

"Miscarriage is just as harmful as giving birth. Let her have a good rest. I just asked Auntie to boil some eggs. When she wakes up, I'll add some noodles to the chicken soup and some poached eggs. Xiaoling likes to eat fruit, so you should prepare some as well. She has a fever now and has no appetite."

Zhu Weidong wrote down everything, and then Mrs. Zhu asked about the situation at the Zhu family, "Have you explained the misunderstanding of your mother-in-law?"

"No one answered the phone at home."

Old Mrs. Zhu frowned, "Xiaoling is a kind-hearted child."

If you were a person with a smaller heart, you wouldn’t know how sad you would be.

"Grandma, Xiaoling is also very sad about the miscarriage. My idea is that we shouldn't mention it at home, so that she won't be sad when she hears it."

"Okay, I'll tell the others."

"You don't have to take special care of her. Just treat her like usual. This way Xiaoling won't feel stressed."

Old Mrs. Zhu agreed to all of her requests. Her grandson was sensible and knew that loving his wife was a good thing, so she felt comforted.

Three days later, Ji Jianhua finally arrived in the capital.

He arrived at the store first. Wang Sanmei was reading a book under a tree in the yard. When she heard the voice, she looked up and saw Ji Jianhua coming in. She was silent for a moment, closed the book in her hand, and then stood up.

“You’re here.”

"You lie down every day, and just came out to bask in the sun." Wang Sanmei saw that he looked tired, "You just got off the car, right? I'll go get you something to eat."

"I'm not hungry. Let me help you go back to the house to rest first. If you're hungry, I can take care of it myself." Ji Jianhua pulled him into the house.

Wang Sanmei let him pull her, and the two of them went into the house and closed the door. Ji Jianhua hugged her tightly in his arms.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know that my moment of softness would lead to such consequences. You can hit me or scold me if you want, but don't keep it in your heart."

Wang Sanmei listened quietly.

Ji Jianhua said a lot, from the time he received Luo Li's call for help, to how he felt sorry for his wife and told the Luo sisters to hide away for the weekend, and how he thought they would leave after a few days, but he didn't expect these things to happen.

"I know that everything I say now is just quibbling. I admit my mistakes. I was wrong to you, Xiaoling, and our two children." Ji Jianhua hadn't slept for the past few days on the train. Whenever he thought of this, he couldn't help but slap himself in the face, feeling heartbroken with regret.

Wang Sanmei felt her shoulders getting wet, and she sighed slowly, "Don't rush to apologize to me. We are husband and wife, and we can talk about it later. Now it's Xiaoling."

Wang Sanmei told the story of what happened, how Ji Ke had come over before and misunderstood her, and how her mother-in-law had called to question the Ji family.

Ji Jianhua's body trembled, "You said my mother called to question the Zhu family?"

Wang Sanmei looked at him with a cold gaze.

Ji Jianhua realized that he was wrong and explained, "It's not that I don't care about Xiaoling, nor do I care about the Zhu family. I'm worried that my mother's behavior will make Xiaoling's life in the Zhu family difficult. Xiaoling has been implicated by me, and now she is being misunderstood. Her husband's family is also being blamed. How can she have a good life?"

"No, I'll go explain now." Ji Jianhua turned and walked out.

Wang Sanmei didn't stop him. She watched the man walk away through the window, and her heart suddenly felt empty.

She wondered if she thought too highly of the other person, so when she saw his shortcomings, she felt disappointed. It seemed that the problem was with her.

Ji Jianhua was stopped by Lou Xuemei in the store, "Brother Ji, where are you going?"

"I'll go see Xiaoling."

"Brother Ji, you come here first. Sanmei has had another miscarriage. She has hardly spoken in the past three days and has only eaten a few bites. Every time Xiaoling calls, she pretends nothing has happened. You should stay with Sanmei first. If she gets hurt at this time, it will be difficult to cure the disease."

Ji Jianhua had already strode out, with one foot inside the door and the other outside. He stopped when Lou Xuemei finished her last sentence.

He turned his head and asked, "Sanmei hasn't spoken in the past few days?"

"Yes, she sat there by herself. When we went over, she sometimes didn't say a word for a whole day. Xiao Ling and I tried to cheer her up, and she would smile. She wanted to reassure us." Lou Xuemei said with a little dissatisfaction, "Actually, Ji Ke came here yesterday."

"What did she say?" Ji Jianhua felt sick when he heard that his sister had been there.

"Sanmei explained what happened. Ji Ke realized that he had misunderstood and blamed it on me, saying that I didn't understand it clearly. Sanmei scolded Ji Ke and Ji Ke ran away." Lou Xuemei didn't want to implicate Sanmei, so she told her story about what happened on the day Ji Ke came.

"Brother Ji, I'm not trying to shirk my responsibility. I hadn't finished my studies that day, but Ji Ke ran to the hospital."

"You don't have to say more, I understand." Ji Jianhua turned around and walked towards the backyard again.

There were no guests at this time, so Lou Xuemei had time to say a few words, "Brother Ji, please spend more time with Sanmei. She is really unhappy."

People come and go, and I can’t even see Louxue Tower anymore.

(End of this chapter)