Bringing the baby back to China, the cold CEO becomes a fishing husband

Although An An is only five years old, she understands a lot of things. There are some things that cannot be said directly in front of An An, not to mention that she herself doesn't understand what is going on.

After hearing the word "Mom", Guan Hong, like Tian Mingfang, looked at Li Yin, and she almost responded.

Xiang Ma knew that she was the one being called, so she quickly agreed.

"Okay, tell me."

As he spoke, he walked towards An An. When he passed by Li Yin, he patted her shoulder and said earnestly,

"It's not easy for Xiaoguan either. Yinyin, please explain it clearly."

With Mama Xiang's words, Li Yin felt more at ease, but she was also more curious. She looked at Guan Hong, who had been looking at her, and repeated the words "Auntie Guan" in her mouth and then retracted them.

"...Can we find a place to talk?"

Guan Hong was now much calmer than before. She nodded, thought for a moment, and took Li Yin back to the room.

"Sit down first."

Guan Hong pointed at the edge of the bed and looked at Li Yin, her eyes full of tenderness and even a little expectation.

"I know what you want to ask, but let me show you something first."

There is an LCD TV on the wall opposite the bed, and under the TV is a cabinet more than one meter high. The cabinet is rectangular, with four corners standing at the bottom, and on the cabinet are photos of Guan Hong's family of three and some small ornaments.

Guan Hong bent down, took something out from the bottom of the cabinet, walked over and sat next to Li Yin.

It was a red-covered book, and it was very old, and it had been there for a long time. The red was very strong, and perhaps because of the years, the edges had a slight dark brown tint.

When I opened the book cover, I saw that the paper inside had turned yellow. On the lower right side of the first page of the book, the three words "Cheng Wensong" were written in black ink.

The brushstrokes are vigorous and powerful, and they are both casual and steady and heavy.

"This is written by your father. Cheng Wensong is your father's name."

When the notebook is opened, page after page is filled with clearly identifiable engineering drawings and structural diagrams, with some words marked on the edges. Every page has neat handwriting and is written in a neat and orderly manner.

"Your father is an engineer."

Guan Hong said as she turned to the last few pages of the book, took out a photo tucked inside, and said with nostalgia,

“This is the only picture I took of your dad.”

This was a photo from their wedding photo. Wen Song had specially printed out an extra copy and put it in the notebook he always kept with him. He smiled and said to her,

"When I'm tired of studying or working, I take it out and look at you, and then I'm not tired anymore."

Thinking of Wen Song's words and the loving and hopeful look on his face when he spoke, Guan Hong couldn't help but choke up.

This notebook and photos are the only things Guan Hong left that are related to Cheng Wensong.

When Cheng Wensong had a car accident, he was holding this notebook in his arms. Later, when she came out of the delivery room and woke up, a nurse handed the notebook to her.

When she was transferred to another hospital, she asked her father and mother to help clean up the house and bring her belongings over, but later her father said that their house had caught fire and all the things in the house had been burned. She always believed this, so it became a lifelong regret for her.

Now that I think about it, it is possible that my father did not do this at all. After all, he could even leave his own children behind, let alone his and Wensong’s belongings, which were useless to him.

As a photo unfolds, Guan Hong slowly tells everything that happened back then, saying that they loved each other very much, and were looking forward to Li Yin's birth, and planning the future of the family of three together; she talks about the car accident, and everything that happened after the accident...

It was cruel to recall all this and speak it out again, but doing so for the sake of reuniting with my biological daughter seemed to add some hope for the future to the cruelty.

They recognized each other without any misunderstanding or argument. They just recognized each other harmoniously and peacefully.

This scene was better than any possible scenario Guan Hong could imagine.

Li Yin's eyes were already filled with tears. She had never thought that the truth was like this. She was shocked but also felt a strong sense of sadness and heartache.

"Yinyin, I am grateful that I can see you now and see that you are happy."

Guan Hong had thought about this many times and said it many times. Now that she had finally reunited with her biological daughter, she thought to herself that God had been kind to her.

Li Yin's nose was sour, and she didn't know whether it was because she didn't react or what, even though tears were in her eyes, she couldn't cry, and her heart was in turmoil. She gently held the hand of the person in front of her, and then leaned over to give Guan Hong a gentle hug.

Guan Hong hugged her back, but didn't dare to hug her too hard, as if she was afraid that hugging too hard would break the happiness of the moment. Tears flowed silently, but she didn't make a sound.

When the two of them came out after a break, Tian Mingfang immediately turned around and looked at them. Her eyes were red, and Li Yin was still holding Guan Hong's arm. Tian Mingfang thought, very good, very good, this should be talked out, and the conversation was good.

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When he got home, Xiang Siyuan hadn't come back yet. An An seemed to sense that his mother was in a bad mood today, so he took a shower and put his clothes in the dirty clothes basket in the bathroom. Remembering that his mother liked to drink water, he went to the kitchen and took out his own small stool. He stepped on the stool, grabbed the handle of the thermos with both hands, and poured a glass of water for himself and his mother.

He put the small stool back in its place, took his mother's large cup of water and placed it on the bedside table in the bedroom, then ran out and took his own small cup of water into the bedroom.

When Li Yin came out after washing up, An An was sitting cross-legged on the edge of Li Yin's bed, drinking water. When she saw her mother, An An raised her cup and said,

"Mom, I want some water." Then he pointed to the side.

"Look, Mom, I poured you a cup too, so you can drink water as soon as you come out."

He also knows how to act nicely. At this time, he remembers what his mother told him to drink more water, so when she pours water for his mother, she also pours some for himself.

The main light in the bedroom was on, bright but not dazzling. An An, wearing pajamas with a small moon pattern, sat there obediently. She did thoughtful actions and said thoughtful words, and Li Yin's heart softened.

An An put the cup on the bedside table, stood up and moved to the middle of the bed to make room for her mother. Li Yin sat down, leaned against the headboard, picked up the cup and took a few sips, then reached out to turn on the bedside lamp, then turned off the main light, and everything around was dark, leaving only a corner of the bed covered by the warm yellow light.

The light spread out, making the surroundings dim.

Holding An An in her arms, Li Yin whispered a bedtime picture book story to An An. After a while, An An fell asleep in a daze.

Looking at An An sleeping soundly, and recalling An An's actions just now, Li Yin took the cup of water and drank two more sips. When she put the cup back on the bedside table, she couldn't help but look at the bottom layer of the cabinet, where there was an album with An An's photos.

The phone vibrated, Li Yin picked up the phone and took a look. It was a call from Li's mother.