Parental Love: Jiang Weimin's Life of Lying Down

After his marriage with Teacher Ge and Doctor Wu failed, Old Ding could only stay at home in frustration. At this time, Jiang Dehua's figure magically appeared in front of Old Ding again.

It's not that Lao Ding is unaware of Dehua's thoughts, but he is unwilling to accept his fate, so he wants to find someone who is educated. However, when his efforts fail, he can only face the infatuated Dehua again.

Although Dehua also came from the countryside, after living with her sister-in-law for a long time, they gradually became harmonious and complementary from being at odds with each other. Under the influence of Anjie, she was still different from Wang Xiu'e.

Wang Xiu'e is a very aggressive rural woman. Although she doesn't mean any bad things, she likes to gossip and use her own ideas to stir up other people's family affairs, which makes her not very likable.

In comparison, Jiang Dehua appears to be much quieter and simpler. She is hardworking, willing to work hard, kind, takes care of Lao Ding meticulously, and truly likes Lao Ding.

Old Ding has been taken care of by Wang Xiu'e for many years and has actually gotten used to it. He acquiesces to Jiang Dehua. Dehua can not only continue Xiu'e's care, but is also much more docile than Wang Xiu'e and is not as easily startled as Xiu'e.

Moreover, Dehua treats the four things with pure kindness without reservation and without purpose.

When Dehua becomes a stepmother, the child will never be bullied. In this respect, Dehua is better than all other women.

And Siyang also wanted Dehua to be his stepmother. As a thoughtful old Ding, he must have seen the child's feelings.

So, when Dehua was washing clothes at Lao Ding's house again, Lao Ding was moved by the scene.

It’s the mundane world, but there’s a bit of earthly atmosphere at home.

Lao Ding began to hesitate. He no longer insisted on his so-called "dream" because he was concerned about his children and was touched by Dehua's sincerity.

His mood at this moment can be described as "four parts resignation, three parts helplessness, and three parts joy."

Afterwards, Ding Jiqun called Jiang Dehua into the house and told him that he wanted to live with Jiang Dehua, and then asked Jiang Dehua to notify Jiang Defu and An Jie to make preparations.

Jiang Dehua cried with joy all the way back home from Ding Jiqun's house. "Sister-in-law, brother, Old Ding agreed to marry me," he said and started crying. His wish of many years had finally come true.

Jiang Yafei and Jiang Yaning saw Jiang Dehua crying and ran back.

"Aunt, what's wrong with you? Who bullied you? Mom, was it you?" Jiang Yafei frowned and looked at her mother and aunt, with a hint of worry and confusion on her face.

"What about me?" An Jie looked at Jiang Yafei helplessly, not understanding why she asked that.

"It was you who bullied my aunt, wasn't it?" Jiang Yafei looked at her aunt Jiang Dehua and said in a firm tone.

"Who dares to bully your aunt?" Anjie replied with a helpless smile.

"Then what happened to my aunt?" Jiang Yafei continued to ask, her eyes full of concern.

"Your aunt is going to be very happy. She is happy."

"Big joy? What big joy?" Jiang Yaning came over curiously and looked at his mother expectantly.

"A big joy means getting married. Oh, aunt, you are getting married? Who are you marrying?" Jiang Yafei asked in surprise with her eyes wide open.

"Oh, we don't know yet. It must be Siyang's father, right?" Jiang Yaning guessed excitedly.

"Hey, didn't Uncle Ding want to?" Jiang Yaning suddenly remembered what happened before and asked puzzledly.

"He, he is willing again." Jiang Dehua said with sobs, tears constantly falling from his eyes.

"He is willing, he is willing. I am not willing yet, damn it!" After saying that, Jiang Defu stood up angrily and walked quickly into the bedroom, leaving everyone with a confused look on their faces.

An Jie followed into the bedroom and said, "I advise you to marry Dehua off happily and gloriously, and don't add unnecessary trouble."

Jiang Defu sat on the bed and said angrily: "I just can't get enough of it! Why is it that the initiative is always in the hands of others? They can do whatever they want, but we still have to listen to them and watch their faces."

An Jie comforted him: "Fortunately, this other person is not someone else, it's Lao Ding."

Jiang Defu said angrily: "It would be fine if it was someone else. It's because it was Lao Ding that I feel so uncomfortable."

Then An Jie began to tell Jiang Defu about their fate, from the time they attended the artillery school to now when he was going to marry Jiang Dehua. This made Jiang Defu feel much better, and then Jiang Defu said that An Jie had the ability to be a political commissar.

An Jie said proudly: "Let alone being a divisional political commissar, I am more than qualified to be an army political commissar. Even Wang Zhenbiao can be transferred to the army as a deputy political commissar. What's wrong with me?"

Jiang Dehua watched Jiang Defu and An Jie go into the house and not come out for a long time, and she became more and more anxious. She pushed open the door and walked into the bedroom to express her impatience.

Seeing Jiang Dehua so anxious, An Jie smiled and said, "I have to prepare a rich dowry for Dehua so that he can get married happily."

"That's pretty much it."

"Fortunately, Weimin's royalties have not been spent yet, otherwise Dehua's family would not have enough money for his wedding."

"Don't we have any other savings at home?"

"When did you see the passbook at home? In my life, there are only two doors that I have no chance to enter: the party's door and the bank's door. No, Wei Min has opened the bank's door for me. I have a good son."

"You loser old woman!"

Two days later, Jiang Dehua got married. An Ran and Wang Yanfeng came. Jiang Weimin came over with a mounted 8-inch paper painting (equivalent to the size of a 21-inch TV) of the wedding photo: "Aunt, you look so beautiful today. I wish you a happy wedding!"

Jiang Dehua said with a smile: "An Ran helped me draw these."

Jiang Weimin looked at Jiang Dehua and exclaimed: "What a beautiful painting!"

"Aunt, I have prepared a wedding gift for you." After saying that, he handed the wedding photo to Jiang Dehua.

Jiang Dehua took the wedding photo, flipped it open, and his eyes lit up immediately. A happy smile spread across his face, and he said, "Thank you Weimin, I love it so much."

At this time, Anjie came over, also looking at the wedding photos with envy and asked: "Where are Yafei and Yaning?"

Jiang Weimin replied: "I went to prepare a gift for my aunt."

Anjie asked curiously: "What gift are you preparing?"

Jiang Weimin smiled mysteriously: "You will know in a moment."

An Jie laughed and said jokingly, "What secrets do you kids have?"

After a while, Jiang Yafei and Jiang Yaning came over with a middle-aged man who was carrying a large box.

Anjie looked at the newcomer in surprise and asked, "Master Tian, why are you here?" It turned out that the middle-aged man was Master Tian from the photo studio.

"Yafei and Yaning asked me to come over to take pictures."

Jiang Yafei quickly said, "Mom, this is a gift from us to my aunt. Let's take a picture of the beautiful moments of her wedding."

Hearing this, An Jie smiled with satisfaction: "You two are thoughtful."

"Mom, it was my third brother who came up with the idea and paid for it," Jiang Yafei added. Hearing this, An Jie smiled and said, "He has to pay for it, because he has money."

An Jie then said to the photographer, Master Tian: "Master Tian, thank you for your help."

"It's no trouble, it's all about serving the people."

Then, under the direction of Jiang Weimin, Master Tian began to get busy. They first took a group of photos of the bride-to-be in Jiang Dehua's bedroom, and then, in accordance with the modern wedding model, took photos of the bride-picking, bride-sending, bride-entering the bridal chamber, and eating. In short, all the scenes that could record this special moment were photographed one by one.

After the wedding, Ding Jiqun and Jiang Defu sat at the table, drinking and chatting. Old Ding couldn't help but sigh: "I got married, and Weimin made it more tiring than going to the army! I have to take pictures no matter what I do. It's so annoying."

Jiang Defu smiled and said, "I didn't even ask you to pay, but you're still not happy?"

Old Ding quickly waved his hands and explained, "I am happy to do so. After all, the photos turned out really well. It is said that Weimin is a painter. The photos he takes are different when he directs them."

Jiang Defu nodded in agreement: "It's worth it even if it's a bit tiring. Others can't take such good photos even if they want to."

The two smiled at each other and continued to enjoy this rare leisure time.