A 1970s mom raises a cute baby, and a crazy boss spoils her

At this moment, at the foot of the mountain in Xujiatun, Xu Huaian and his two children were also waiting anxiously.

"Dad, do you think grandma will like us?" Beibei nestled in his father's arms, nervousness written all over his little face.

Ever since they knew their mother was going to pick up their grandmother, the brother and sister started to get nervous and panic-stricken, fearing that their grandmother would dislike them for being a burden and would stop them.

Although Dabao didn't ask, the expression on his face betrayed his worry.

Xu Huaian didn't know how to comfort the two children because he was equally nervous.

I could only touch the child's head and say, "I will."

"Dad, I want to put on the new sweater Mom bought me." Beibei suddenly stood up and said.

Xu Huaian saw through Beibei's thoughts.

"Beibei, whether grandma likes you or not has nothing to do with whether you wear new clothes or old clothes.

If she likes you, she'll like it even if you wear old clothes."

Although people in the world usually respect the clothes first and then the person, this does not apply here.

Gu Qinghuan's mother doesn't like them just because they dress nicely. Some things cannot be changed by a piece of clothing.

Beibei leaned helplessly in her father's arms. She was really afraid of losing her mother and her current life.

Xu Huaian sighed and said, "If you think putting on a new sweater will give you courage, then put it on."

He just wanted to tell the children that attention gained by flattering and humiliating oneself will not last long after all, and the most important thing is to do one's best.

Dabao understood what his father meant and comforted his sister seriously.

"Beibei, as long as we are obedient, try to do what we can, and don't cause trouble for mom, grandma will like us one day."

Beibei struggled for a long time, but finally gave up changing into new clothes and just tried hard to straighten the wrinkles on her old clothes.

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Gu Qinghuan took Zhong Zijun and sneaked into the village quietly, and finally returned home safely.

Hearing the knock at the door, the two children rushed out: "Mom."

The door opened, and besides my mother, there was another person. That should be my grandmother, right?

Dabao and Beibei huddled by the door and whispered, "Grandma."

With the help of the flashlight, Zhong Zijun looked at the two small figures at the door, both of them were thin and small.

The tension on the two children's faces was clearly visible.

The good education she had in her bones allowed her to move forward naturally.

"Hey, hello, come inside, it's cold outside."

Gu Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief. No matter how angry Zhong Zijun was, she would not make things difficult for the two children.

When the two children saw that their grandmother was very kind and spoke gently, they immediately stopped being nervous.

"Grandma, please come in and sit down. Dad is waiting for you." The two children took Zhong Zijun to the east room.

Zhong Zijun was anxious to see her new son-in-law, and did not bother to avoid suspicion, and just followed the two children.

Gu Qinghuan took Zhong Zijun's luggage to the west room to put it away.

Here, Zhong Zijun followed the two children all the way to the east room and met Xu Huaian for the first time.

Before coming here, she had thought of countless scenarios in her mind.

I thought he might be a rough man with a full beard.

Maybe he is silly and stupid, lying on the bed drooling.

Maybe he is feminine and cruel, and he often roars wildly.

...

But I didn't expect that he would be a young man with a handsome face, bright eyes, fresh and elegant appearance, but he was terribly thin and looked a little sickly.

He was half-sitting on the kang calmly and elegantly. When he saw her come in, he immediately said, "Mom, you've worked hard on the journey. If you don't mind, please sit on the kang."

When guests come to a northern home, they are asked to sit on the kang, which is normal.

Zhong Zijun felt a little relaxed at first. This was much better than she had imagined.

Then he was shocked. Wasn't it said that he was tied to the bed and unable to move all year round?

Any neurological disease?

There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with this, and he speaks so normally.

It just so happened that Xu Huaian became a little more sober.

Zhong Zijun's anger suddenly dissipated and she greeted him politely.

"You are Huai'an, right? I am Huanhuan's mother. I am sorry to bother you during this period of time."

After saying that, he sat down on the edge of the kang.

Xu Huaian had originally prepared himself for her scolding and accusations, but he did not expect to have such a calm conversation. His tightly clenched fists in the quilt finally loosened, although he was nervous.

The two children huddled beside him obediently, which also gave him a lot of strength.

"Mom, you're so polite. We're all family."

Xu Huaian also noticed Zhong Zijun's inquiring look. He took the initiative to lift the quilt, revealing his tied up lower body, and explained with a hint of embarrassment and helplessness.

"Mom, you want to ask about my condition, right? Normally, when I am unconscious, my whole body is tied up. Now that I am a little more lucid, I will untie it and move around.

Don't worry, I feel that I have become much more stable these days and I won't hurt anyone."

No matter how much you hear, it is not as shocking as seeing it with your own eyes. When Zhong Zijun saw the pair of legs tied up under the quilt, the feeling in her heart for a moment was not fear or disgust, but a bit sad and depressed.

This kid is very polite and good-looking, and it's hard to dislike him even if you want to.

He used to be a soldier, and not everyone can get the first-class merit. Now he is in this situation, he should be the most uncomfortable, right?

No wonder his daughter kept speaking well of him. Even if she had seen it herself, she couldn't bear to blame him.

"Child, your feet are tied up and you can't move all year round. It must be very uncomfortable, right?" Zhong Zijun gently held his calf, only to find that there was only skin and bones under the trouser legs, without a trace of flesh.

I only heard Huanhuan say that his parents were not kind to him and that he was starving to the point of skin and bones, but I didn't expect that he was really just a bag of bones left.

No matter how hard life was in the cowshed, they had never become so thin. One can imagine what kind of hell he had been through.

As a mother, how could Zhong Zijun bear to watch such a scene? She turned her back and quietly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

At this point she wasn't even too opposed to the two of them living together.

Xu Huaian didn't expect Zhong Zijun to be so upset about her legs. He couldn't describe how he felt for a moment. He felt very sad and quickly pushed the two children.

Dabao and Beibei understood and crawled over to comfort Zhong Zijun: "Grandma, don't cry."

Xu Huaian also comforted her: "Mom, I'm not uncomfortable."

How could it not be uncomfortable!

They were all poor people, so Zhong Zijun didn't want to say anything embarrassing and started asking about the two children's daily lives.

Dabao and Beibei sat in her arms, talking to each other about their past days, which made Zhong Zijun feel sad and she kept crying.

After a while, Dabao and Beibei were making him laugh again.

When Gu Qinghuan came over, he saw such a happy scene, and for a moment he thought that he had opened it the wrong way.

Wasn’t her mother very aggressive when she came over?

How long has it been since they became friends?