Good news! The host was loved by the Lord God at first sight

Two years later, Jiang Wan gave birth to twins, a boy and a girl.

The boy was named Sang Huaishi and the girl was named Jiang Yuanzhi.

Huaishi was born two minutes earlier than Yuanzhi, so he is the older brother.

Since childhood, Xiao Huai was instilled with the idea of ​​protecting his mother and sister by his father.

Dad said that boys in the Sang family must be upright and honest, and most importantly, they must have the ability to protect the people they love.

When the brother and sister were young, Jiang Wan scolded Sang Yu because he favored Yuan Zhi.

The daughter of the Sang family is naturally precious, especially since the old man has only one granddaughter. Among a group of boys, the only little princess is loved by the whole family.

The whole family holds it in their hands for fear of dropping it, and holds it in their mouths for fear of dropping it. Whatever Yuanzhi wants, they will give it to her.

Jiang Wan always scolded Sang Yu, "As a father, can you treat both children equally?"

Every time Sang Yu came home from get off work, little Yuanzhi would run over and throw herself into his arms.

Sang Yu would happily hug her, rub her cheek, and ask her lovingly, "Yuanzhi, have you been obedient today? Do you miss your daddy?" and so on.

Xiao Huaishi was sitting on the sofa. He only looked up briefly and then lowered his head to read the book in his hand.

Jiang Wan took the coat he took off and hung it up.

When they returned to their room at night, Jiang Wan would always pull at his clothes and ask, "Don't you like Huai Shi?"

Sang Yu half-knelt and held her hand, "How could I not like Huai Shi? He is our child, of course I like him."

Jiang Wan asked back, "Then why did you only hug Yuanzhi and ignore Huaishi?"

Although the child is young, he has his own ideas. I wonder how sad he would be to see his father being close to his sister and ignoring him.

"Yuanzhi looks so much like you. Every time I see her features, I wonder if you were like that when you were a child."

Sang Yu looked away and said with a sob, "I can't help but be partial."

Jiang Wan was silent, with words stuck in his throat but unable to utter them.

After a while, she took off her shoes, lay down on the bed, opened the quilt, and asked him to get on the bed.

"Go to sleep."

After the man lay down on the bed, Jiang Wan hugged his waist, buried his head in his arms, and fell into a deep sleep.

In the middle of the night, she subconsciously reached out and touched the side of the bed and found it was a little cold.

Jiang Wan woke up, threw off the quilt, got out of bed, opened the door and walked out.

Without thinking, she was sure that Sang Yu must have gone to the children's room.

The door was ajar. Jiang Wan did not push it. He moved closer to the crack and looked in with the light from inside.

I saw Sang Yu covering Huai Shi with the quilt, touching his little face, and then sitting beside his bed, looking at him with a smile.

Although Huai Shi is young, he is already a man.

The expressions between father and son have always been implicit, especially his son, who is a precocious taciturn person.

I have such a cold and aloof personality, I don’t know who I inherited this from.

Huai Shi often kicked off the quilt when he slept at night. Although his aunt was there, Sang Yu was still afraid that he would catch a cold, so she often ran over to see him in the middle of the night, helped him twirl the quilt, and only went to sleep after seeing that he slept soundly.

Father’s love is like a mountain, moistening things silently.

Jiang Wan returned to her room and went to sleep. It was quiet and silent, just as it was when she arrived.

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When Huaishi and Yuanzhi were ten years old, Grandpa Sang's life came to an end.

Perhaps it was God's blessing that he passed away peacefully. The day before, he was still reading with Huai Shi and saying "good night" to Huai Shi. The next day, my aunt found the old man sleeping peacefully in bed, without a breath.

When this sad news came out, people cried together and the whole country was in grief.

For the next sixty years, Jiang Wan devoted herself to the study of traditional Chinese culture. The departure of her grandfather made her realize that sooner or later, she would also leave this world.

China's ancient culture still has so many treasures, and she cannot let these ancient cultures leave their land and be lost in vain like those transferred scriptures.

When she was 70 years old, Jiang Wan was named one of the "Top Ten People Who Touched China".

At the age of 80, she received the "Lifetime Achievement Award".

She really fulfilled the vow she made when she was young, "to carry on the lost knowledge of the saints."

She and Sang Yu have supported each other for so many years and have never quarreled, and that man treats him as always.

Encourage her, support her, and be her strongest backing.

Because of his academic research, Jiang Wan often has to immerse himself in literature, and each research session takes at least a month. He perfectly fulfills the responsibilities of a father.

One time, she came home without saying hello in advance, wanting to give him a surprise, but she ran into him talking to his two children.

Sang Yu said to the two children earnestly, "Dad loves you, but he loves your mom more."

"Mom loves you very much, but she also has her responsibilities."

"Mom may not be with you all the time, but I always love you."

He sighed, his tone heavier, and said slowly, "Your mother has suffered a lot and endured a lot."

"She has come a long, long way to fall in love with me and give birth to you. You must love your mother more than you love me."

Jiang Wan leaned against the wall, covering her face and crying.

Later, Sang Yu couldn't hold on any longer.

He lay on the bed, raised his hand with great effort, and called her "good girl."

Just like when I was seventeen, although my voice is no longer as pleasant and attractive as when I was young.

Jiang Wan's heart ached, and he put his hand into his and clenched it tightly.

She reached out and touched the wrinkles on Sang Yu's face caused by the passing of time, and said with difficulty, "You have to wait for me, I will come to find you again."

Sang Yu smiled, nodded, and closed her eyes.

Xiaoxing has fallen into a deep sleep since they got married.

Jiang Wan woke it up, "Xiaoxing, go to the next world."

Then, Jiang Wan took a lingering look at the person on the bed, and he was no longer breathing.

We will be together through life and death, and I will be happy with you. I will hold your hand and grow old with you.