After rebirth, the old, weak, sick and disabled are a family

Mother Xia sighed, her voice filled with guilt and self-blame.

"It's all us who harmed you. If it weren't for us back then... Alas!"

Xia Youhe shook her head and comforted her, "Mom, this has nothing to do with you. In fact, I already knew where I lost. I always thought that as long as I worked hard, I could get everything. But now I understand that some things cannot be obtained by hard work."

Mother Xia looked at her daughter with heartache, "Child, you are still young and have many opportunities. Luo Chen is a good man, and the important thing is that he likes you, which is better than most people's marriages."

"Mom, I used to think that love can be cultivated, but now I think it can't be cultivated." Xia Youhe smiled, "In fact, people spend their whole lives looking for the feeling of love, but that feeling of love may just come from the desire in their hearts."

"Youhe, no matter how deep the affection is, no matter how great the love is, it will fade with the passage of time."

"Then what's the point of me having a child? Is it just to carry on the family line for a man?"

Xia Youhe asked herself and answered, "That's not the case. Continuing the family line is a responsibility and an obligation, but the meaning of having children is far more than that."

Mother Xia: "Youhe, giving birth to a child is for love, for the continuation of life, and for the happiness and joy of being a mother."

Xia Youhe: "But I've heard a saying that a baby can only be born if dad loves mom and mom loves dad. Perhaps, in this world, only love can give birth to love."

Mother Xia: "Youhe, in this world, if there is no love, there is no love."

Xia Youhe: "But that sentence came from a two-year-old child. Perhaps, the sentence should be 'Parents love their children, and children love their parents, and love will continue'. Mom, what do you think?"

Mother Xia smiled, she knew that Youyou had finally grown up.

"Uncle Jing, I want to eat this. I'll give you a kiss. Will you help me peel it?" Tan Chaohui handed a mangosteen to Jing Luochen, gave him a kiss, and said coquettishly.

Jing Luochen was caught off guard. Tsk, Duan Huiyan also took away his childhood kiss when he was a child. This little guy is not simple!

"Okay, I'll help you peel it." He gladly accepted it and peeled the mangosteen for Tan Chaohui with quick movements.

"I want Uncle Jing to heal~heal~heal~heal~heal~."

Jingluochen OS: I’m afraid that he will become a nuisance to Beijing when he grows up.

"It's a little sister. Auntie is pregnant with a little sister." After eating the mangosteen, Tan Chaohui jumped from Jing Luochen's arms to the ground, biting his fingers and staring at Xia Youhe's belly.

Jing Luochen and Xia Youhe both burst into laughter at his words. Jing Luochen smiled and said:

"How do you know that my aunt is pregnant with a little girl?"

Tan Chaohui blinked and answered seriously: "Because I like younger sisters, so the baby in my aunt's belly is my younger sister."

"Tan Chaohui, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Duan Huiyan walked in holding Jingchen's hand. To raise a son, and finally a daughter, he must have dug up Jing Luochen's ancestral grave in his previous life.

"No, I saw it all. Red eyes. She looks a lot like my mother's sister."

Tan Chaohui retorted in a low voice, with a hint of grievance in his eyes.

Duan Huiyan was stunned, and suddenly felt uneasy. He quickly let go of Jingchen's hand, quickly hugged Tan Chaohui, and said in a low voice:

"You can't tell mom this, understand?"

His tone was serious and tense, as if this was a huge secret.

Tan Chaohui blinked, seeming to understand the seriousness of the situation, but still couldn't help asking, "Why?"

Duan Huiyan took a deep breath and tried to calm his expression. He gently patted Tan Chaohui's shoulder and explained patiently:

"Because there are some things that we need to protect, and some truths take time to reveal. When you grow up, you will understand."

Tan Chaohui nodded, not quite understanding. Although he was still a little confused, he believed that his father would not lie to him. He hugged Duan Huiyan tightly and said softly, "Okay, I won't tell you."

After this little episode, Duan Huiyan has been absent-minded. Didn’t he send him off?

Before leaving, Tan Chaohui stared at the mangosteen in the fruit basket, looked at Jing Luochen with sparkling eyes, then pouted and asked cautiously:

"Uncle Jing, can you let me take a mangosteen back for my mother to eat?"

Jing Luochen laughed loudly, gently touched Tan Chaohui's head, and replied: "Of course, little darling, you can take as much as you want!"

Then, Tan Chaohui crossed his legs and sat directly on the carpet. He stretched out his hand, opened the tiger bag, hugged the fruit basket, and began to pick, muttering as he picked:

"This is for mom... this is for my brother... this is for dad... this is also for dad... this is for my sister... this is for..."

Duan Huiyan looked at Tan Chaohui's expression and couldn't help but put his hand on his forehead and said speechlessly:

"Tan Chaohui, that's enough! If you look like this, people who don't know you would think it's been a long time since you last had mangosteen!"

Tan Chaohui kept moving his hands and said in a baby voice: "I have never eaten it. Dad is so stingy that he didn't even buy such delicious food for me and mom."

Jing Luochen laughed like a goose: "Is Mr. Duan so stingy? You used to be quite generous, could it be that..."

Duan Huiyan: "Shut up, can you...can you not bring up my dark history right away."

"He has eaten it before, but Tan Xixi always peeled the skin before giving it to them. They have never seen any fruit with skin on."

Jing Luochen's teeth dropped, "Tsk tsk tsk...why don't you guys recognize me as your son? I also want to eat fruit without skin for the rest of my life."

Duan Huiyan glared at him, "Get lost!" He was his son, and his son was his son, so he had no chance of living.

"Uncle Jing, Uncle Jing, do you have any more? I want one for my husband."

The knitted tiger bag was stretched open, probably filled with a kilogram of mangosteen. It was a bit difficult for Tan Chaohui to stand up. He hugged Jing Luochen's legs and tried his best to act cute.

"Wait, uncle will get it for you."

Jing Luochen walked and laughed. Two such smart people actually gave birth to a cute creature.

Finally, he handed the pound of food in the refrigerator, along with a bag, to Duan Huiyan.

"Here, Master Duan, take care of it. Don't be so stingy next time. Look how tired your baby is."

Duan Huiyan was completely humiliated and took the bag indignantly.

"Uncle Jing, what do you like to eat? Mom said that we should reciprocate. Next time I will bring you something delicious." Tan Chaohui looked at Jing Luochen with his big eyes.

Duan Huiyan said unhappily: "He likes to eat melons, big... winter... melons."

Jing Luochen was fat and short when he was young, and was often bullied for this. "Little Jingzi, I will protect you from now on. If anyone bullies you, just tell me and I will deal with them."

Jing Luochen was filled with gratitude, "Thank you, brother. You are really a good brother to me."