Parents' Love: My Childhood Sweethearts with Jiang Weidong

"How is it? Is it good?" Jiang Weidong stared intently as she took a sip, then asked expectantly.

The brown sugar water also contained ginger, which warmed her up and relieved the pain in her lower abdomen.

So Lin Wangshu smiled and nodded at him, "It's delicious, sweet and refreshing."

Jiang Weidong, who had a rudimentary understanding of physiological hygiene, glanced at her lower abdomen and asked somewhat awkwardly, "Does your stomach still hurt?"

"There's still a little bit left."

Feeling a soreness in her lower abdomen, Lin Wangshu was a little listless and complained, "God is so unfair, making me suffer like this every month."

Seeing her listless appearance, Jiang Weidong felt both sorry for her and helpless. He pursed his lips and said, "Then I'll do it for you every month from now on, so you can feel a little better."

Swallowing the brown sugar water in her mouth, Lin Wangshu looked at him and said with amusement, "Every month? I'll be suffering for at least another thirty years, can you really do this for me for the rest of my life?"

"can!"

Sensing her distrust, Jiang Weidong blurted out urgently.

"What?" Hearing his words, Lin Wangshu looked up at him in a daze.

"I'd make you brown sugar water for the rest of my life, I'd do it!"

Although his words were spoken in a moment of impulse, Jiang Weidong did not regret them. He simply lowered his eyes somewhat embarrassed and earnestly promised, word by word.

"What about your future wife? She'll be unhappy."

His words made Lin Wangshu's heart skip a beat, and then her chest started pounding like a rabbit, making her panic. She could only lower her head and laugh awkwardly.

Her words made a lot of sense, but Jiang Weidong got angry for no reason. Why did he need a wife? He clearly...

Jiang Weidong didn't know what it was, or rather, he didn't dare to know; he didn't dare to break through that thin layer of paper.

Therefore, he said in a fit of pique, "Then I won't get married and I won't have a wife."

After thinking for a moment, he added, "You are not allowed to get married or have a husband."

That way, no one will stop him, and he can treat her well for the rest of his life!

Hearing his childish words, Lin Wangshu chuckled and looked at him with her eyes crinkling, saying, "Okay, I have no objection, but don't go back on your word."

Jiang Weidong retorted, unconvinced, "Of course I won't go back on my word!"

After the family finished breakfast, Lin Wangshu returned to her bedroom, took out the soiled sheets she had hidden, and prepared to secretly wash them.

Unexpectedly, Dehua saw it and resolutely took it from Lin Wangshu's hand, saying, "You child, how can you be so insensible? Can you touch cold water right now?"

"Give it to me, Auntie will wash it for you."

Lin Wangshu clutched the bed sheet, unwilling to let go, and said shyly with a flushed face, "Auntie, let me do it."

She got it dirty herself, yet she made Dehua wash it. Lin Wangshu was too shy to accept it.

Seeing through her thoughts, Dehua laughed heartily, "Why are you being shy with your aunt? Really."

"Is your pride more important, or your health? If you catch a cold, you'll regret it!"

Helpless, Lin Wangshu had no choice but to let go and give the bed sheet to Dehua.

As Lin Wangshu and Dehua were hanging the washed bed sheets on the clothesline, Jiang Weimin saw them coming out of the house.

He was a little puzzled as to why the sheets were being washed so early in the morning. After thinking for a while, he suddenly realized what was going on and pointed at Lin Wangshu, laughing loudly, "Hahaha, big sister, how come you're still wetting the bed at your age?"

Jiang Weimin believed he had guessed the truth, because when he was a child, Dehua would lift the covers early in the morning to wash him whenever he wet the bed.

His voice was so loud that even Wang Haiyang next door heard it and let out a heart-wrenching laugh.

Lin Wangshu was both ashamed and angry. A surge of anger rushed to her head, and she rolled up her sleeves and went straight to him, yelling, "Jiang Weimin, what nonsense are you spouting, you brat?!"

"You wait, if I don't beat your butt to a pulp, I'm not your sister!"

Jiang Weimin had never seen Lin Wangshu so angry before. He was so frightened that he turned and ran away, begging for mercy as he ran: "Big sister, I was wrong, please forgive me!"

Lin Wangshu was already feeling down because of the special circumstances, and seeing him ruin her reputation like this, she was even less likely to calm down because of his few words.

Jiang Weimin was quick on his feet, and Lin Wangshu was feeling unwell, so she couldn't catch up with him for a while.

Enraged, Lin Wangshu shouted into the house, "Jiang Weidong, come out here and grab him!"

Jiang Weidong came running at the sound. With his long legs, he lifted Jiang Weimin up in a few strides and handed him over to Lin Wangshu for disposal.

Seeing Lin Wangshu grinning maliciously as she approached, Jiang Weimin cried out and closed his eyes in despair.

After a few sharp blows, Jiang Weimin clutched his forehead and complained tearfully, "Big sister, you were too violent today!"

Jiang Weidong, who was standing to the side, remembered that An Jie seemed to be particularly irritable for a few days every month.

Looking at Lin Wangshu, who was in a much better mood, Jiang Weidong thought to himself, "Why don't I let her take her anger out on Jiang Weimin every month? Anyway, that kid's brain is always off track. Maybe a few slaps will make him a little more alert."

While An Jie was gloating over her arrangements, Jiang Defu noticed something was wrong with her, so he didn't take the car in the morning and walked to work with An Jie.

An Jie was a little surprised and joked, "Commander Jiang, what brings you to walk with me today?"

Jiang Defu chuckled and looked at her meaningfully, saying, "I've come to see what you're up to."

"What did I do? I didn't do anything!" An Jie said righteously, but her eyes darted away, avoiding his gaze.

"You haven't even done anything yet?" Jiang Defu chuckled. "Why did you make Weidong learn how to make brown sugar water? It's embarrassing for a grown man to learn this!"

Anjie protested, "What's wrong? Why can't a grown man learn this? Didn't you tell me to set an example?"

"Besides," Anjie snorted, "the people on the island say you're afraid of your wife, and now you feel ashamed? What, do you regret being good to me?"

"Hey, we're talking about Wei Dong, why are you dragging me into this again?" Jiang Defu said, glancing around before lowering his voice and adding, "When did I say you were wrong? Don't accuse me unjustly!"

"I was just asking a question, whatever you say goes."

Hearing his words, Anjie nodded in satisfaction, "That's more like it."

Just when Anjie felt that her plan was going well, she discovered that the two seemed to have a falling out.

Looking at Lin Wangshu, who looked depressed and unhappy, and then at Jiang Weidong, who seemed oblivious, An Jie couldn't help but sigh inwardly.