Parents' Love: My Childhood Sweethearts with Jiang Weidong

Jiang Weimin didn't know whether to laugh or cry after hearing this, "Can't it all be because of my personal charm?"

Looking at his aggrieved expression, Mingxu couldn't help but chuckle, "Isn't your personal charm also shaped by your family?"

"I was curious about how you developed such an innocent personality, but after meeting your family today, I understand."

As she spoke, Mingxu looked into Jiang Weimin's eyes and said earnestly, "They are all very good people."

Jiang Weimin asked curiously, "You've only met them once, how do you know so much about them?"

Mingxu smiled but remained silent. She was used to observing the actions of strangers she was meeting for the first time, analyzing them, and then catering to their preferences.

So, if she wanted to, she could easily make people feel friendly towards her, which is why she was quite popular.

But the bitterness within is something that someone like Jiang Weimin, who grew up in a privileged environment, could never imagine.

"Your mother loves coffee, enjoys gardening, and has a very refined lifestyle. Among you siblings, she probably likes your eldest sister the most, or rather, your second sister-in-law the most."

"Your father loves to drink, loves your mother very much, and is a very traditional and good man."

“Your second brother,” Mingxu couldn’t help but laugh when she mentioned Jiang Weidong, “He must really like your eldest sister, but I think he seems to have a bit of a migraine.”

"And your eldest sister..."

Mingxu wanted to continue, but Jiang Weimin quickly stopped her, "Stop talking, I'm getting goosebumps. How did you know? I never told you any of this."

Mingxu raised an eyebrow smugly. "How about that? Wasn't I right?"

"All correct! There are some I didn't even know. How did you figure that out? Teach me!" Jiang Weimin looked at her as if she were a god, his tone full of admiration.

“How can I teach this? I could tell at a glance.” Mingxu frowned in distress. “Your mother smells of coffee, though it’s very faint, but I could smell it, and you have so many coffee boxes in your house.”

"And didn't you notice what the food was like today? Your mother probably doesn't know my taste, so the dishes she made were all very bland."

"But there was one dish of Mapo Tofu that your mother must have made especially for your eldest sister, because I noticed that your second brother only served her this dish."

Jiang Weimin couldn't help but agree, "That's right, my eldest sister can't live without spicy food, but..."

He then asked curiously, "Everything else is fine, but my second brother has migraines. How did you know that?"

“I noticed he had dark circles under his eyes, looked tired, and occasionally rubbed his temples. I know an old lady like that.”

“I’ve heard you say he’s a pilot, so it’s not surprising that he has migraines.”

Mingxu thought for a moment and then said admiringly, "But your second brother is really good at enduring it. Even with a migraine attack, he can still talk and laugh without changing his expression."

Jiang Weimin felt like he had struck gold. "Xiaoxu, you're amazing! You should become a police officer and go to police academy!"

"Me?" Mingxu waved her hands repeatedly after hearing this. "I can't. I didn't even finish junior high school."

Jiang Weimin didn't want to hear her belittle herself. "Why not? You're so smart. If your stepmother hadn't prevented you from going to school, you might have already been admitted to university."

"Besides, even someone as stupid as me got in, so you definitely can!"

"Really?" A glimmer of hope rose in Mingxu's heart. Could she still go to school?

"Of course, it's settled then. When we get back, I'll teach you to read, and you'll be my first student!" Jiang Weimin said with unusual firmness.

"Okay, I'll listen to you!" Mingxu smiled at Jiang Weimin, her face filled with happiness and satisfaction.

Afterwards, Jiang Weimin specifically asked Jiang Weidong, "Second brother, do you have a migraine?"

After hearing this, Jiang Weidong paused in peeling the orange for Lin Wangshu, then looked at him with a puzzled expression, "What nonsense are you talking about? When did I have this problem?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Wangshu's heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly asked Jiang Weimin, "Weimin, how did you know?"

When Jiang Weimin heard his second brother say that Mingxu was talking nonsense, he immediately became indignant. Ignoring the look Jiang Weidong gave him, he stubbornly told Mingxu all his speculations.

Finally, she asked Jiang Weidong with some concern, "Second Brother, are you alright? I heard from Xiaoxu that migraines can be really painful when they flare up."

Jiang Weidong angrily threw the oranges on the table at him, gritting his teeth, "Because of you, I feel even worse now!"

He's the smartest! He has the best eyesight! Can't you see Wang Shu is still here?

He hadn't even had a chance to confess yet, and now, Jiang Weimin has blurted it all out beforehand. Wang Shu is going to be upset again soon.

Thinking of this, Jiang Weidong felt like he wanted to eat him alive.

"Hey, second brother, take care. I'm heading out now." Jiang Weimin noticed his second brother's unfriendly look and quickly made his escape.

Lin Wangshu's face darkened. She cupped his face and examined him closely, finding that his complexion was indeed not good. She was both angry and heartbroken.

"Didn't you tell me you didn't sleep well? You lied to me again! You had a migraine, why didn't you tell me!"

Seeing that tears were already glistening in Lin Wangshu's eyes, Jiang Weidong quickly put down the oranges he was holding and reached out to wipe away her tears.

"I didn't intend to lie to you; I was going to be honest. But we only met yesterday, so I didn't have a chance to tell you."

Lin Wangshu sniffed, touched his head, and asked in a tearful voice, "Does it hurt?"

Jiang Weimin originally wanted to shake his head, but after seeing her concerned eyes, he couldn't bear to hide it from her and could only nod.

"A little bit. Actually, it's an occupational hazard. Most pilots have this problem. My condition isn't too severe; it only flares up occasionally."

At this point, Jiang Weidong blushed slightly and said embarrassedly, "I was so excited to see you yesterday that I didn't sleep well last night, and I only realized that my head was a little uncomfortable when I woke up this morning."

He kissed Lin Wangshu's eyes and whispered, "I've told you everything, don't be sad."

Lin Wangshu nodded, holding back her tears. "Does it still hurt? Let me massage it for you."

"Okay, actually, as long as you're by my side, I don't feel uncomfortable at all." Jiang Weidong smiled and obediently lay down on her lap.

Lin Wangshu pressed down carefully, unsure of how much force to use. Too much pressure might make him uncomfortable, while too little might not be effective. Her tense body was momentarily taut.

Jiang Weidong noticed, closed his eyes, took her hand, kissed it, and said gently, "This pressure is just right, it feels very comfortable."

Lin Wangshu was relieved and let out a long breath, relaxing her body as she pressed on his back with this force.

Smelling the sweet fragrance emanating from Lin Wangshu and feeling the soft fingertips on his head, Jiang Weidong couldn't help but smile.

Even the headache, which felt like being pricked by countless tiny needles, was relieved a lot and became less unbearable.

At that moment, Jiang Weidong had no idea that such a good time would become the driving force that kept him going during his lonely and hopeless days.