With just one sentence, Fu Xinhan lost his temper instantly.
She hung her head like a wronged young wife.
Tian Chengcheng couldn't bear it, so she gave him half a pot of spring water and said, "Here's the sugar water."
Oh, this damn kindness!
Being soft-hearted is a disease and needs to be treated!
Tian Chengcheng sighed silently, but when she saw Fu Xinhan's satisfied look, a smile appeared on her face unconsciously.
Forget it, why bother with a child?
Tian Chengcheng followed Tian Hengyuan to the tailor shop and told Daya about the situation at home.
When Daya heard this, her face turned pale. She lowered her head and said nothing, going back to her bullied look. Everyone felt uncomfortable seeing this.
Wang Xiaohong knew very well the importance of family to children. She gently took Daya into her arms and asked Tian Chengcheng.
"Fubao, can't you think of a solution? I already have three daughters, so Daya won't make a difference. If she can stay, I'll support her."
After Wang Xiaohong finished speaking, she felt warmth on the back of her hand.
Daya's tears fell on her hands, hot.
Wang Xiaohong hurriedly wiped her tears and comforted her: "Daya, don't cry, let's find a way. Fubao also asked if you want to go back."
Tian Chengcheng walked over and handed her a handkerchief. "Daya, don't cry. I just came to ask for your opinion. If you want to go back and live with your parents, we will take you back. If you want to stay here, I will figure out the rest."
She thought about it and realized that Fu Yuting didn't want a daughter, but wanted someone to serve her or to increase the family income.
In this case, it is a problem that can be solved with money.
Daya twisted her fingers for a long time, and finally shook her head, "I don't want to go back."
She likes her current life. Although she still has to get up early and go to bed late, no one beats or scolds her. They care about her in every way and she has enough food to eat and warm clothes to wear.
"If you don't want to go back, then stay and we can go to school together in the fall. Going to school is your best option," said Tian Chengcheng.
This is indeed the case for Daya.
Daya nodded vigorously, tears falling down her face.
She doesn't say nice things, but she keeps them all in her heart and will remember this kindness.
After asking, Tian Chengcheng and Tian Hengyuan prepared to go back, and took the soup dumplings that Wang Xiaohong had left for them.
"Fubao, come here." Master Wang called her.
"Grandpa Wang, do you have something good to give me?" Tian Chengcheng jumped up and down.
Wang Baoli looked at her with a mixture of heartache and admiration.
Such a young child, taking on so many things by himself, he couldn't even imagine it at his age, but this little girl did it!
Every day, watching her busying around, this old man felt that there was hope in life.
He couldn't help with anything else, but he could afford the clothes.
"I asked Wang Feng about your grandmother's condition and made two sets of spare clothes for her. Take them back and try them on. If they don't fit, bring them back and have them altered."
Although he spoke in a serious voice, Tian Chengcheng knew that he had good intentions.
His big eyes sparkled as he hurriedly thanked him, "Thank you, Grandpa Wang. I'll give you the money later."
"This is what I gave away. If you pay me, you can return the clothes to me." Wang Baoli said in a pretended angry tone.
Tian Chengcheng quickly dodged and winked mischievously, "How can I take back something I gave you? If you had told me you didn't want money, I would have made so many clothes for you. You might even have to close your tailor shop."
"Just close it. I'm old and don't want to do this anymore. It's just right that I can rely on you to take care of me in my old age and see me to the end of my life." Wang Baoli couldn't help but smile.
"Grandpa Wang, you will surely live to be a hundred years old! But don't worry, when you pass away, we will all take care of you and see you to the end. Just put your mind at ease."
Tian Chengcheng said with a smile.
Grandpa Wang is a lonely man. Although he doesn't say it, he must be worried about what will happen after his death. When people get old, the things they fear most are probably loneliness and what will happen after their death.
Looking at the smiling little girl in front of him, Wang Baoli's heart was in turmoil. Those soft and sweet words were like a reassurance, making his lonely and wandering heart feel as if it had found a home.
I didn’t expect that I would still have such a blessing when I’m old!
He felt that even if he closed his eyes and died now, he would die without regrets!
Tian Chengcheng happily put away her clothes and poured half a bowl of spring water from the kettle. "Grandpa Wang, this is my sweet soup. I wouldn't give it to ordinary people. Come and try it."
A bowl of sweet soup was a token of the child's kindness, so Wang Baoli naturally did not refuse it.
Maybe it was because he was in a good mood. After drinking a bowl of water, Wang Baoli felt comfortable all over his body. The pain in his cold legs, which used to hurt when it was about to rain, was gone!
But he didn't think much about it, he just praised Tian Chengcheng, "It's sweet, it's the sugar water Fubao gave me, Grandpa likes it."
"I'll bring it to you later."
Of course Tian Chengcheng wouldn't explain, and she couldn't explain.
Wangshan Village.
As soon as Tian Chengcheng and Tian Hengyuan returned, they saw Zhuangzhuang.
Maybe there is enough food at home, the little fat boy has been getting fatter recently.
"Uncle, Sister Fubao, I miss you so much." Xiaopang ran towards them, his eyes almost disappearing with joy.
"Are you missing me, or the delicious food I brought?" Tian Chengcheng couldn't help but poke his belly. "Little Fatty, you should lose some weight. With such a big belly, someone who doesn't know you would think you're pregnant."
The little fat boy suddenly felt embarrassed and scratched his head and said, "Sister Fubao, I don't eat much."
"Pfft..." Tian Chengcheng almost burst out laughing. However, she said she disliked his fatness and took a soup dumpling from the bamboo basket and stuffed it into his hand. "Here, a soup dumpling. Take a bite and it's full of soup. Don't get it on yourself."
The next second, the little fat boy had already bitten open the soup dumpling, and the soup not only splashed on him, but also on Tian Chengcheng's face.
“…Fubao, sister, I didn’t mean it.” The little fat boy took a bite of the bun, looking helpless.
Tian Chengcheng wiped her face with her little hands.
I really want to beat the baby!
But looking at the innocent look of the little fat boy, he finally changed his attitude and patted his head, "It's okay, eat slowly."
"Hmm." The little fat boy ate contentedly and licked his lips after finishing, "Sister Fubao——"
"No more! Look how fat you are, and you're still eating!" Tian Chengcheng immediately refused, saying with disdain, and took out a handkerchief and threw it to him, "Wipe your mouth, don't let anyone see, especially your mother."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah." The little fat boy nodded quickly and wiped his mouth clean in no time. His movements were quick and smooth, and it was obvious that he was used to doing this kind of thing.
"Is there anything happening in the village?" Tian Chengcheng asked.
"Brother Han's mother was as angry as a bun all day today. She rolled her eyes at everyone and quarreled with others. If Uncle Fuhua hadn't kept persuading her, she would have been beaten." Zhuangzhuang gloated.
He really dislikes that arrogant woman, she is so mean!
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