The eldest daughter is committing suicide, and the marriage partner comes to redeem her

As the four seasons pass, the winter snow drifts into summer and turns into rain in the blink of an eye, falling from the sky and irrigating the fragrant garden.

A newborn baby is like a tender bud, which grows better every day under the watering of the rainy season. Before he knew it, Pei Hengyu could talk and walk.

Although he doesn't like to talk much and walks unsteadily.

The rain outside still hasn't stopped. Jiang Ruoli doesn't like rainy days, and she hates getting wet in the rain even more, but she likes watching the rain.

Pei Zigui came home from get off work and did not see his wife and children. Before the servant could speak, the man had already walked towards the glass greenhouse, knowing everything.

The rain was not heavy, so Pei Zigui simply did not bring an umbrella. He walked to the door of the greenhouse, and through a vague physical barrier, he saw the treasure he had been thinking about all day.

The raindrops hit the glass obliquely, turned into raindrops, and slid down one after another, leaving marks on the glass, narrating the traces of their existence.

The greenhouse is equipped with a complete air circulation system, so there is no need to worry about being stuffy.

Pei Hengyu is now at the age where he is curious about everything. He touches here and there, and his big black eyes are full of curiosity.

On the carpet, there was a pile of his little toys.

Jiang Ruoli sat on the sofa in the greenhouse, looking down at Pei Hengyu crawling on the carpet next to the sofa. There was a deep layer of maternal love in her eyes, as if a gentle light was sprinkled on her.

But if you look closely, you can still feel Jiang Ruoli's helplessness and disgust towards his son.

How could he be so... alive?

"Mom, ma!"

"Mom is here."

Every time Pei Hengyu called, Jiang Ruoli would respond without getting tired of it.

"Mom will teach you, ba, Dad! In the future, you should call Dad more often and Mom less. Do you understand?"

I don’t know if little Hengyu understood it or not. He tilted his head confusedly and followed his mother to recite: “Dad.”

Jiang Ruoli was very satisfied with this. He was really smart, worthy of being her son, Jiang Ruoli, he could learn it after being taught.

Pei Hengyu seemed to sense his mother's good mood, fiddling with his toys while muttering "Dad."

The chubby little hands grabbed a small stethoscope toy, which was given by Xie Youran.

"Mom, listen."

Xiao Hengyu skillfully hung the stethoscope on his ear (? ), grabbed the stethoscope and was about to climb towards Jiang Ruoli.

Although his son's legs are long compared to other children, they are still short compared to the sofa. Jiang Ruoli calmly watched his son crawling, sighed, and carried him to the sofa.

"Mom, listen."

Jiang Ruoli tapped his heart and said, "Listen."

Pei Hengyu looked serious and placed the stethoscope where his mother had pointed.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

"Mom, no, no bang."

He could clearly hear the banging sound when he was playing with Grandma Lan before.

Jiang Ruoli wanted to tease her, so he covered his heart in an exaggerated manner and replied playfully: "Because my heart was stolen by my father~"

After hearing this, the man outside the greenhouse door lowered his head and smiled, his whole body filled with joy.

But some people don't want to.

Little Hengyu didn't understand the adults' love words. He only knew that his mother's heart was gone, and it was stolen by his father. Grandma Lan said that a person only has one heart, so will his mother die? Will he be without a mother?

Mom is good, Dad is bad.

The big eyes inherited from Jiang Ruoli were instantly filled with tears, and the rosy little face wrinkled.

"No, I don't want Mom to die. Dad is bad! Bang, bang, for Mom!"

Jiang Ruoli didn't expect that her son was so fragile. He would burst into tears when she was just teased. He just hugged her as if she would disappear in the next second.

"Mom, wuwuwu..."

A little cute, and a little helpless.

"Oh, don't cry baby."

Pei Hengyu doesn’t cry often. When she cries occasionally, there’s Aunt Lan and a few nannies. If worst comes to worst, there’s Pei Zigui. It’s never her turn.

At this moment, Jiang Ruoli was inevitably a little at a loss.

"Don't cry, mom is not dead, she is alive. Oh, why doesn't your dad come home yet?"

In the panic, a savior fell from the sky.

"Dad is here."

The glass door was pushed open, and Pei Zigui walked towards the two people slowly.

But the first person he went to was not his crying son, but his beloved wife.

Jiang Ruoli was caught off guard when Pei Zigui hugged his shoulders and kissed him. In his ears, his son's crying stopped for a moment, and then he cried even more sadly.

"Okay, your son is still crying."

Pei Zigui smiled and sat down next to his wife. He used his free hand to hold his son and wiped away his tears.

"Just like your mom, little crybaby."

Jiang Ruoli immediately became unhappy when he heard this. He kicked Pei Zigui and pouted his lips unconvincedly: "I'm not a crybaby!"

The man lowered his voice: "Really? You cried so much yesterday that your voice was hoarse this morning."

What's more! If it weren't for him, she wouldn't cry! It's just a physiological reaction, she didn't want to cry on her own initiative.

Jiang Ruoli's foot waved towards the man again, and she glared at him coquettishly: "Don't talk nonsense in front of your son."

"It's okay, he can't hear it."

Pei Hengyu was tired of crying alone at this moment. He used his father's shirt to wipe his tear-soaked face, and clenched his fists like Doraemon.

Although Dad's body was stiff, he had to be brave for Mom.

He aimed well and punched Dad right in the heart.

"Dad bad, Mom bang bang, no!"

If we hadn't heard the entire conversation just now, it would be difficult for most people to understand what Pei Hengyu said just because of his irrelevant way of expression.

Pei Zigui glanced at the stethoscope hanging on his son's earlobe but not inserted into his ear, and a look of speechlessness appeared in his eyes.

"Mom's heart was stolen by Dad, and Dad's heart was also stolen by Mom, so our hearts are filled with each other. Do you understand?"

The big hand casually fiddled with it and put the stethoscope into the baby's ear.

"Listen again?"

This time, little Hengyu heard his parents' heartbeats.

He was happy because both his parents were alive.

"Let's go, it's time to eat."

Pei Zigui took off his suit and covered his son's head with it, then easily picked him up with one hand and hung him on his body, leaving his other hand free to hold his wife's.

"Baby, where's the umbrella in the greenhouse?"

He can get wet in the rain, but his wife and children can't.

Jiang Ruoli pointed to the black umbrella hanging on the umbrella stand at the door and was about to take it, but a big hand took the umbrella away and opened it before her.

"I'll come, hide in my arms."

Pei Zigui opened an umbrella to cover Jiang Ruoli's head to make sure she wouldn't get wet by a single drop of rain, and then he returned to the house protecting the two most important treasures in his life.