The princess is very versatile, leaving the prince to become the richest

You can tell Jiang Zhuoran's happiness just from his voice.

Jiang Zhuoran had already eaten enough of the food on the table when he was at Chiqing Mountain.

But today, the people he loves and the people who love him are all by his side, so this ordinary meal becomes extremely delicious.

Jiang Zhuoran's cheerful voice also made Jiang Qingyu outside feel happy.

So, Jiang Qingyu answered with a very happy smile.

"Okay, here we come."

After Jiang Qingyu answered, he put the things on the table into the space, then got up and went to the inner room.

As soon as she stepped over the screen, she saw Jiang Zhuoran sitting at the dining table, dancing with joy.

In order to make it easier to look after Jamel Xiao, the dining table was placed facing the bed.

In this way, the person sitting at the dining table can clearly see the person on the bed, and the person on the bed can also see what is happening at the dining table.

Jiang Zhuoran saw his mother come in and waved to greet her.

Seeing this, Jiang Qingyu walked over with a smile, glanced at the table, and then spoke to Jiang Zhuoran.

"Hmm, it's really good. They are all my mother's favorite."

As soon as Jiang Qingyu saw the dishes on the table, she guessed that this must have been prepared by Ran Yang.

Because except for the medicinal food that she arranged for someone to prepare for Xiao Jingyu, everything on the table was her favorite.

After hearing Jiang Qingyu's words, Jiang Zhuoran said.

"Mom, please sit down."

After Jiang Zhuoran finished speaking, Jiang Qingyu looked at his hands.

"Ran'er, have you washed your hands?"

Hearing Jiang Qingyu's question, Jiang Zhuoran put his hands behind his back embarrassedly.

"Hey, not yet."

Jiang Qingyu was not angry about this and spoke in a calm tone.

"It just so happens that mother hasn't washed either, come here, let's go wash our hands together.

Wash your hands before eating, otherwise the dirt on your hands will enter your stomach through the food your hands touch, and then your stomach will feel uncomfortable. "

Jiang Qingyu has always had a stable temper when it comes to educating her children, and she never loses her temper with them.

No matter how infuriating something Jiang Zhuoran did, she would educate him calmly.

Tell him what should be done, what is difficult to do, and how to do those things.

Fortunately, Jiang Zhuoran is also a child who is easy to take care of and rarely loses his temper.

Moreover, he is gifted and can understand things quickly. After Jiang Qingyu explains many things once, he will not make the same mistake again.

Even if he occasionally loses his temper, Jiang Qingyu will wait until he has finished venting his anger and calmed down before communicating with him.

So Jiang Zhuoran has always been very honest in front of Jiang Qingyu.

Because he knew that no matter what he did, whether it was right or wrong, as long as he told Jiang Qingyu the truth, Jiang Qingyu would not beat or scold him.

On the contrary, after he did something wrong, his mother would tell him what to do and what is the right thing to do.

After hearing Jiang Qingyu's words, Jiang Zhuoran slid off the stool.

Then he came to Jiang Qingyu, took Jiang Qingyu's hand, looked up and spoke to Jiang Qingyu.

"Mom, let's go wash our hands."

Jiang Qingyu lowered her head and looked at him, smiled at him gently, then nodded, took Jiang Zhuoran's hand, and walked towards the washbasin.

Xiao Jingyu, lying on the bed, looked at everything in front of him quietly.

He had known for a long time that Jiang Qingyu had changed, and just now he saw the aura of maternal love on Jiang Qingyu again.

This was something he had not seen before.

Kindness, gentleness, delicacy, and sweetness, these are what Xiao Jingyu felt from the interactions between Jiang Qingyu and Jiang Zhuoran, mother and son.

He didn't have a concrete concept of maternal love before.

Because he felt very little maternal love since childhood, his mother in his memory was gentle, kind and loving.

However, she lay in bed all day and rarely got out of bed to walk around.

Moreover, there was always a bowl smelling of medicine next to her bed.

When he went there early, there was still black medicine in the bowl.

Because his mother lay in bed every day, she rarely held him in her arms, so much so that the occasions could be counted on one hand.

His father also told him not to disturb his mother unless necessary, saying that his mother was sick and needed rest.

At the same time, he also told his mother to hug him less and pay more attention to his health.

When his mother heard these words, her expression seemed very sad.

But when my mother saw the worry on my father's face, she had no choice but to nod.

However, when my father was not around, my mother would secretly hold me in her arms.

But the smell of medicine in his mother's arms was very pungent. He was very young at that time and didn't understand why.

Therefore, sometimes he would resist his mother's embrace because of the smell of medicine.

After so many times, his mother realized that he didn't like her to hug him.

At first, his mother was very sad.

He thought the child wasn't close to him because she didn't take care of the child enough.

So she ignored her father's advice and tried to bring them closer by hugging herself more.

As you can imagine, it failed in the end.

Gradually, his mother accepted this reality, and later when she learned that her illness was incurable.

His mother was even glad that the child was not close to her, so that the separation would not hurt him.

Xiao Jingyu fell into memories as he thought about it. The maternal love that he had forgotten in his heart was reawakened after seeing Jiang Qingyu and Jiang Zhuoran getting along with each other.

Now he has grown up.

After experiencing so many things, his thinking has matured.

Things that I couldn't understand when I was a child, I now understand.

He understood that his mother didn't love him, but her body didn't allow it.

He still remembered that his mother always frowned when she took medicine, and sometimes she would act like a child and act coquettishly with the maid who served her.

He said the medicine was too bitter and he didn’t want to take it.

At this time, her maid would look at her.

Then I comforted my mother and told her that even if it wasn't for her own good, she had to drink the medicine for her own sake.

When he was a child, he was ignorant and scolded the maid, saying that if his mother didn't want to drink, she shouldn't drink it. He was not sick and didn't need his mother to drink the medicine for him. If he was sick, he would drink it himself.

The maid who was scolded by him was not unhappy. Instead, she looked at her mother with a smile.

He also looked at his mother, and saw that his mother was also looking at him and smiling.

Then he took the medicine from the maid and drank it in one gulp.

When he was a child, he didn't understand why the maid could laugh even after being scolded.

Thinking about it now, myself at that time and the words I said were indeed laughable.

Just as Xiao Jingyu was reminiscing about the past, Jiang Qingyu had already come to his side.

Seeing Xiao Jingyu's eyes wide open, Jiang Qingyu pushed him.

"Thinking of what?

So absorbed.”

After Jiang Qingyu finished speaking, without waiting for Xiao Jingyu to respond, she took Xiao Jingyu's hand and started wiping it.