Chapter 1621: A Happy Time for a Family of Three

Flying Speed Chinese.

"Zhang Yulong, I warn you not to go too far! Aren't you afraid of divine retribution for speaking like that?"

"I'm not!"

Yulong said, "If it weren't for her, our family wouldn't be the way it is now, and you two wouldn't be on the verge of divorce!"

"Who said we're getting a divorce? We aren't," Nianyin said. "Your father and I have a very good relationship; neither of us can live without the other. Don't curse us."

The corners of Lao Qi's mouth twitched.

This woman could lie without even blinking. Although he didn't want a divorce now, just a day ago, their marriage had been on the verge of collapse, and their discord had been going on for more than a year or two.

However, he only said these things in his heart and did not say them to her face.

He effectively acquiesced.

Yulong was unconvinced and retorted, "If you leave him, you'll never find anyone better than him."

"A woman like you is unwanted by everyone."

"How are you talking to me? Do you believe I'll smack you?" Nianyin raised her palm.

Lao Qi hurriedly stepped forward to shield his son behind him.

Yulong was half a head taller than Lao Qi; he poked his head out from behind his father and continued, "From childhood to now, besides hitting me, what else can you do?"

It looked as if the mother-son relationship, which had just eased, was about to fall apart again.

Lao Qi hurriedly tried to smooth things over: "Look, the moon and the sun are out together."

It was currently evening; the sun had not yet fully set, and the moon had already risen, one on each side.

"Childish."

"Childish."

The mother and son rolled their eyes in unison.

They were truly mother and son by blood; their hearts were linked, and they often thought of the same things.

Nianyin said, "I can also make spicy chicken cubes to feed the ungrateful wretch."

"I am not an ungrateful wretch. I know who is good to me."

"Does the grace of birth not count?"

"The grace of raising is greater than the grace of birth!"

Just as the mother and son were about to start arguing, Yulong's classmate happened to walk over.

He said enviously, "Yulong, I'm so envious of you. Your parents actually came to school to see you. My parents are too busy with work and don't have time to come..."

"We're in college now, we're adults; why would we still need our parents to visit? As long as you don't make fun of me, that's enough." Yulong was very humble, though he felt quite proud inside.

Since he had become the object of someone else's envy, it wouldn't be right to keep bickering.

They temporarily stopped arguing, and both mother and son changed their expressions, putting on a show of maternal kindness and filial piety.

The family of three walked around the school. When it got dark, Yulong returned to his dormitory, and Nianyin and her husband drove home. As they parted, the child specifically emphasized, "Don't forget to come see me next week."

Although the mother and son had almost fought just moments ago, he still hoped to see his parents more often.

"I won't forget."

"Pinky swear?"

"Huh?"

Both the speaker and the listener felt a bit embarrassed. How old were they to be playing such a childish game?

Although Yulong felt a bit embarrassed, he just wanted to pinky swear. When she was little, Meiyin often pinky swore with her parents. He used to laugh at her for being childish, but deep down, he was actually envious.

Although his parents treated him very well, no differently than if he were their own biological child.

But he was someone who had biological parents, and he would always think of them.

Despite feeling awkward, the family of three still awkwardly pinky swore.

All three of them had the same expression, looking left and right like thieves, terrified that someone might see them.

The next day.

Hospital.

Nianyin appeared in the Hospital Ward in high spirits. She placed the thermal container in her hand on the small table and asked with concern how her mother had been feeling these past two days.

Was there any discomfort?

Were the nursing staff and others taking care of her properly?

Concern leads to anxiety.

Even though her mother looked perfectly fine, she was still very worried, afraid that someone might be mistreating her mother.

Ji Yingjie wore a kind smile and said softly, "You, I've heard these words until my ears have grown calluses. It's only been a day since we last met; tell me, how many phone calls have you made?"

Nianyin was uneasy about her mother being "alone" in the hospital, so she seized every opportunity to call and ask about the situation.

If her mother was even slightly unhappy, she would immediately rush back.

Everything was fine on the phone, and she hadn't sensed anything unusual, but she still had to ask once she saw her mother.

A day apart feels like three autumns.

Ji Yingjie chided, "I'm fine, everything is fine. What about you? How are you getting along with Lao Qi, and how are you getting along with the child?"

Nianyin smiled shyly and reported every little detail of what had happened yesterday. She didn't realize it herself, but while she was telling these things, her face was always filled with a smile—a happy smile!

After listening, Ji Yingjie praised, "That's right. Bring me the calendar; I'll mark the time for your next visit to see your son, in case you forget."

"One must keep one's word, especially with children. You must do what you have promised..."

Nianyin couldn't sit still.

It wasn't because of anything else, but because there was no such thing as a calendar in the Hospital Ward.

Who uses a calendar these days? With a mobile phone in hand, you have everything!

She even knew about the existence of calendars only by a very accidental chance; they did not exist in the Ji Family, only in Jiangzhou.

The first time she saw a calendar was years ago in Chen Family Village, where one was hanging on the wall of the Gu Family, and she had asked curiously what it was.

Shi Yuke told her that this was called a calendar, used by people in Jiangzhou to check dates and calculate auspicious days.

It had two types of dating units on it, the lunar calendar and the Gregorian calendar...

Mother suddenly wanted a calendar now; she did not tell Mother that very few people used this thing nowadays, but instead said, "Wait a moment, I will go find one for you."

She was just about to go out when she was stopped by Mother.

"No need, it is the same if I record it in a notebook; I will not forget to remind you."

"What did you bring? It smells so good!"

Only then did she remember, nearly forgetting the soup she had brought.

Nianyin opened the thermal container, poured it into a bowl, thoughtfully placed a spoon in it, and then handed it to Mother: "Lao Qi stewed this pork stomach and chicken soup for you, please have a taste."

The soup was fresh and delicious, though the pepper flavor was a bit heavy.

But Ji Yingjie did not show any dissatisfaction; she drank two bowls in a row before putting down the bowl and chopsticks.

"After you go home, thank your husband for me."

"The soup he stewed is very delicious, but don't do it again in the future, it is too much trouble; whatever I want to eat, the hospital has it."

"What is there to thank him for? This is what he should do," Nianyin said dismissively.

Ji Yingjie corrected her: "You are wrong; serving me is not what he should do, and it is not even what you should do. There is no such thing as 'should' or 'should not'; do not speak so matter-of-factly in the future, it is very hurtful..."

After Ji Yingjie became reasonable, Nianyin was also changing bit by bit.

Since she had sobered up, her temperament had changed greatly; she no longer picked fights, but instead often urged everyone to be harmonious.

Especially toward Nianyin, Mother told her not to be too overbearing, and as a wife and mother, to try her best to think for her husband and children!

If others said it, Nianyin might not listen.

But what Mother said was beyond question; whatever Mother said was right, and she would obey it all!