Parents' Love: My Childhood Sweethearts with Jiang Weidong

Feeling that he had been "teased," Jiang Weidong tossed and turned in bed that night, unable to calm down.

He was somewhat incredulous. How could his usually well-behaved and quiet sister utter such... outrageous words!

However, with his eyes blankly staring at the ceiling, Jiang Weidong unconsciously pressed his chest, a secret joy welling up inside him.

On the morning of the second day after Dehua married Lao Ding, she got up early and kept busy.

Old Ding finally got to eat hot food, feeling comforted and sighing that this was the life a human being should live.

Looking at Dehua, who was shy and meek, Old Ding felt that the two of them had become a little closer, so he asked the question he had been thinking about for many days.

"Who gave you the idea for that thing a while ago?"

His question seemed completely out of the blue, leaving Dehua bewildered. He asked, "What's wrong? Who gave me this advice?"

Old Ding thought she was pretending to be stupid, and couldn't help but snort, "We're married, why are you still pretending to be stupid? It was your idea to give me back the key and not come to my house."

Now that things have come to this, Lao Ding has calmed down. He doesn't think Dehua has such a scheme. She probably doesn't even know how to write the four characters for "playing hard to get." There must be a mastermind behind her giving her advice.

Dehua understood, and she chuckled, "My sister-in-law, she's the most educated one in our family, she came up with this idea for me."

It is said that once a daughter is married, she is like water spilled from a cup. Once Dehua got what he wanted, he happily sold Anjie.

However, Dehua didn't think there was anything he couldn't say. Anyway, the deed was done, and Old Ding would know if he wanted to.

But Lao Ding didn't think it was An Jie's idea; it seemed more like Jiang Defu's doing.

But then he thought it was impossible. After all, Jiang Defu had always been impartial to him and Dehua in this matter. As a long-time friend, Lao Ding still had confidence in him.

After thinking it over and over, Lao Ding still couldn't figure it out, so he simply put the matter out of his mind and stopped thinking about it.

When it was time for the three-day homecoming, Old Ding and Dehua returned to the Jiang family home in high spirits, carrying their gifts.

An Jie and Jiang Defu had already prepared fine wine and food, just waiting for them to arrive.

At the dinner table, Lao Ding and Jiang Defu drank and chatted, while the children just kept their heads down and ate their meals silently.

Old Ding's eyes swept casually, but then settled on Lin Wangshu. He saw her talking to Yafei beside her, and she smiled gently with her lips pursed.

He suddenly remembered that Lin Wangshu had always seemed clever since childhood. With her around, Jiang Weiguo and Jiang Weidong, the two brothers who were sometimes a bit dim-witted, had suffered far less.

Jiang Defu had often boasted about this to Lao Ding, and he was very proud of his quick-witted daughter who was very much like him.

Therefore, Lao Ding paused, and a sudden thought popped into his mind: Could this idea have come from Lin Wangshu?

At first, he thought it was absurd—how could a young girl like her have such an idea? But the more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed, so he couldn't help but take a few more glances at Lin Wangshu.

Lin Wangshu noticed and looked up at Old Ding with a smile, saying, "Uncle, why are you staring at me all day? Is there something on my face?"

Old Ding shook his head and smiled, "I'm just envious of your dad. He has such a smart and beautiful daughter like you who can share the burden of the family. If I had a daughter like you, I would be content for the rest of my life."

He had a hidden meaning in his words, which Lin Wangshu understood. Her eyes flashed, but she smiled without changing her expression and said, "Don't worry, maybe in a few years, I'll be able to have a cute little sister."

Hearing Old Ding say that, Jiang Defu straightened his back proudly, "That's right, my daughter Jiang Defu's daughter will definitely take after me, she can't be stupid!"

Old Ding just smiled and didn't say anything. When he got home, he brought four things and, after a series of threats, finally realized that it was Lin Wangshu who had taught him to act so strangely.

After learning the truth, Old Ding couldn't help but shake his head and sigh. Such a clever and cunning girl had actually become Jiang Defu's daughter. God was really unfair; he had to have all the good things happen to him.

Lin Wangshu guessed that Lao Ding already knew that she was behind this, but she didn't care much.

Anyway, Lao Ding didn't lose out in this matter. Dehua is kind and capable, so Lao Ding can be secretly happy to have married her.

As time went by, Jiang Weidong was approaching the age for being sent to the countryside. If he didn't want to become an educated youth, he needed to enlist in the army as soon as possible.

Most of Jiang Weidong's childhood friends followed in their fathers' footsteps and joined the navy.

Jiang Defu also had this idea. Since the eldest brother went to the Sino-Soviet border, the second brother could be arranged to join the navy, since most of his old comrades and classmates were in the navy.

But Jiang Weidong was unwilling. He was tired of looking at the sea on the island and didn't want to be a navy officer anymore. He wanted to be a pilot, a pilot who could fly airplanes.

He didn't tell anyone about this, only discussing it privately with Lin Wangshu.

When the Air Force came to recruit pilots, he told his family about his idea. Jiang Defu did not expect him to have such ambition and was very supportive.

When he was finally selected, his family was happy for him, and Lin Wangshu was relieved to see that he had achieved his wish.

But after the joy came the parting. After the excitement, Jiang Weidong belatedly realized that he seemed to be separated from Xiaoyue.

From the first time Lin Wangshu came to their home, the two were inseparable and never separated.

The thought that he might not see her for several years filled Jiang Weidong with an emptiness in his heart, and a deep sense of reluctance filled his heart.

What if Lin Wangshu gets bullied while he's not home? What if her stomach hurts again? What if she...misses him?

Who will play with her then? Who will cook brown sugar water for her? Who will stand up for her?

Therefore, the closer the departure date got, the more depressed Jiang Weidong became.

When Lao Ding saw that Jiang Weidong was not in high spirits, he couldn't help but tease him, "You've become a pilot and you're still not happy?"

"Wang Haiyang wants it but can't get it, and you're still not satisfied?"

As he spoke, he smiled and looked at Jiang Defu, saying, "I think Weidong is quite handsome. Maybe in a few years, he'll bring you home a beautiful daughter-in-law!"

He meant it as a joke, but he didn't expect that as soon as he said it, Lin Wangshu paused in her eating, her eyelashes trembled violently, and she looked somewhat downcast.

An Jie frowned upon hearing this, put down her chopsticks and was about to say something when Jiang Weidong interrupted her.

"Uncle, what nonsense are you talking about?" He glanced at the silent Lin Wangshu, as if making a promise or explaining, "I've never thought about these things!"

Old Ding's smile froze. He glanced at everyone's reactions, understood the situation, and shut his mouth with an awkward laugh.

Afterwards, seeing that Lin Wangshu was also in low spirits, Jiang Weidong borrowed a bicycle from his friend's house, rang the bell, rode up to Lin Wangshu, patted the back seat, and laughed heartily.

"Little Moon, I have to leave soon. Come with me for one last walk around the island!"

The time the two spent together was getting shorter and shorter, and Lin Wangshu cherished it all the more, so she naturally wouldn't say no and obediently sat on the back seat.

Seeing that she sat down without hesitation, Jiang Weidong smiled. He pushed off with his feet, taking Lin Wangshu with him, and asked curiously, "So obedient? Aren't you afraid I'll drop you again?"

Lin Wangshu gripped his clothes, shook her head, and said in a muffled voice, "Don't be afraid, because you will catch me."

Lin Wangshu trusted Jiang Weidong wholeheartedly.

Hearing her words, Jiang Weidong felt a warmth in his heart, and his smile became even gentler. "Yes, I will protect you."

After thinking about his purpose for today, Jiang Weidong said again, "Little Moon, remember to write to me after I leave. Your brother will miss you."

"You should eat less cold food, or your stomach will hurt, and then there won't be any brown sugar water for you."

Lin Wangshu blinked, tears slowly sliding down her cheeks, and gave a soft "hmm".

Hearing her response, Jiang Weidong pedaled even harder, jokingly saying, "Also, stay away from those stinky boys, don't play with them, you can only sit on the back of my bicycle!"

Jiang Weidong then went on and on, but Lin Wangshu became more and more upset as she listened, tears gradually blurring her vision.

The hand that was gripping his clothes slowly moved closer to his skin and wrapped tightly around his waist.

Lin Wangshu pressed her forehead against his back and sobbed, "Brother, I can't bear to part with you, don't forget me!"