Parents' Love: My Childhood Sweethearts with Jiang Weidong

Once the idea popped up, it grew like mushrooms after rain, and the more Anjie thought about it, the more suitable it seemed.

She thought she had come up with a brilliant idea, and even while cooking, she would think about it with a smile on her face.

But she never thought of telling Jiang Defu about it, otherwise he would definitely have told her to be mindful of the impact and give up the idea.

During the meal, Anjie absentmindedly broke off pieces of steamed bun and put them in her mouth, but her eyes kept glancing at her three sons.

Jiang Weimin made eye contact with her first, blinked, and then gave An Jie a silly smile.

Anjie sighed inwardly, picked up a piece of food for him, and then resolutely excluded him from her mind.

Then she turned her gaze to Jiang Weiguo. To be fair, her eldest son was the best-looking, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a tall stature.

only……

"Mom, why are you looking at me like that?" Noticing An Jie's gaze, Jiang Weiguo became alert. "I have to go feed the anti-imperialists in a bit, I don't have time to fetch water!"

Anjie snorted and said irritably, "Who told you to fetch water? I can't count on you anyway."

Seeing that Jiang Weiguo would be joining the army in a few days, instead of spending more time at home with his parents and aunt, he was always running around outside, his mind only on his two dogs!

Therefore, Anjie looked away in annoyance. If she had any enemies, she would definitely send this son, who treated dogs better than family members, to be her son-in-law!

With the comparison made earlier, An Jie found Jiang Weidong incredibly pleasing to the eye. He was shrewd, humane, and most importantly...

An Jie smiled, she could tell that this boy had always liked to pester Lin Wangshu to play since he was a child.

Therefore, An Jie looked at Jiang Weidong's thin shoulders, smiled and put a piece of meat on his plate, her voice gentle, "Weidong, eat more, look how thin you are!"

Jiang Weidong, however, was unmoved. His face flushed red as if he had been humiliated, and he bent his arms to show off his muscles to An Jie, saying, "I'm not thin at all, I'm very strong!"

"Stop pretending to be a big shot!" Jiang Weiguo rolled his eyes at him. "Are you going to eat it or not? If not, give it to me!"

"No way!" Jiang Weidong dodged away, holding his bowl, and said with dissatisfaction, "Your portion of meat is gone! This is mine!"

Jiang Weiguo was so angry he wanted to hit him, but then he remembered he was about to leave, so he snorted twice, withdrew his raised hand, and let him go.

On the morning Jiang Weiguo left, he looked at Jiang Weidong with a solemn expression and said, "I'm going to join the army. You'll be the eldest in the family now. You have to take good care of your younger siblings, okay?"

"If they get bullied, you have to stand up for them!"

"Don't worry!" Jiang Weidong patted his chest and assured him, "I definitely won't let anyone bully them!"

He spoke with absolute certainty, but Jiang Weiguo remained skeptical, narrowing his eyes as he asked, "I'm talking about everything, don't just focus on Wang Shu."

"I understand!" As if his thoughts had been exposed, Jiang Weidong raised his voice to cover up his guilt, "Am I that kind of person? I will definitely take good care of them!"

Since Jiang Weiguo left, Jiang Weidong has indeed grown up and become much more sensible. Without his older brother, he finds it meaningless to be mischievous.

At the same time, he also started to grow taller and eat more and more. He could finish a steamed bun made by Dehua in just two or three bites in the morning.

Anjie was worried, afraid that he would overeat and damage his stomach.

But it turned out that everything he ate went into growing taller. The speed was so fast that, in Jiang Defu's words, Jiang Weidong would grow taller the moment he turned around.

Therefore, every day when Jiang Weidong was seen, Jiang Defu would excitedly pull him to the corner of the wall to measure his height.

Jiang Defu plans to keep a daily record to see how tall his son, who was thin and small when he was young, will grow.

Gradually, when the height of the corner reached 1.7 or 1.8 meters, Jiang Weidong's growth rate slowed down.

At this point, Lin Wangshu could only look up at him and talk to him, often until her neck ached from looking up.

Looking at Lin Wangshu, whose hair didn't even reach his shoulder, Jiang Weidong developed a new habit: he couldn't help but ruffle her dark hair.

Every time this happened, Lin Wangshu would angrily slap his hand away and complain, "You're so annoying! Don't touch my head, or I'll stop growing tall!"

Jiang Weidong couldn't help but smile and said with a light laugh, "It's okay if you don't grow tall. I don't mind."

"Pah, pah, pah!" Lin Wangshu was shocked to hear this and quickly spat a few times. She then gave him a disapproving look. "Don't jinx it! I still want to grow to 1.7 meters tall!"

Looking at her height of just over 1.6 meters, Jiang Weidong clenched his fist, coughed lightly a few times, and swallowed back his smile.

"Then you have a long way to go and a heavy responsibility to bear. You're still quite a distance from your goal!"

Lin Wangshu glanced at his height with "envy and jealousy," and said in a sour voice, "Shut up, you little duck!"

"What did you call me?!" Jiang Weidong's smile froze, and he asked through gritted teeth in anger.

Lin Wangshu smiled and stuck her tongue out at him, "Little duck, don't you talk like a little duck?"

After saying that, she didn't dare to look at his face anymore, laughed and ran away.

"You better not run away, just wait until I catch you!"

Jiang Weidong was so angry he was practically fuming. He was going through puberty and his voice was rough and hoarse, which the tactless Jiang Weimin mocked as sounding like a duck quacking.

He was quickly punished by Jiang Weidong's slap, and with tears welling up in his eyes, he dared not utter another sound.

Therefore, under his military intimidation, although everyone felt that the description was very vivid, no one dared to call him that in front of him.

Only Lin Wangshu was bold. People say you can't touch a tiger's backside, but she relied on the fact that Jiang Weidong wouldn't do anything to her, and would always try to slap him from time to time.

When they arrived at the door, Dehua was talking to Zhang Guiying. Lin Wangshu didn't have time to greet them. Seeing that Jiang Weidong was about to catch up, she screamed and ran into the yard laughing.

Watching the two of them run past her like the wind, Zhang Guiying couldn't help but smile and sigh, "These two kids are so grown up, yet they still have such a good relationship. It's truly rare."

"They've grown tall but not smart. They look like adults, but they're still like children at heart, always bickering and fighting, which gives me a headache."

Dehua complained, but his face remained smiling, showing no sign of dissatisfaction.

When it was time to eat, although Jiang Weidong said he would let her off the hook, Lin Wangshu was still worried and chose to sit in a place furthest away from him.

Seeing her watching him warily as she ate, Jiang Weidong shook his head with amusement. Was he really that petty?

Dehua brought a bowl of bone broth from the kitchen and handed it to Jiang Weidong, because he was growing fast and his legs always hurt at night, often keeping him awake.

When Jiang Defu found out, he asked Dehua to buy more bones for him to make soup, so that he could get more calcium.

At this point, Lin Wangshu no longer envied him; the growing pains during the growth process were truly unbearable.

No sooner had she finished her sigh than the next morning, Lin Wangshu felt waves of lower abdominal pain.