Parents' Love: My Childhood Sweethearts with Jiang Weidong

Seeing Jiang Weidong's smiling face, Lin Wangshu was both surprised and delighted. She was stunned for a long time, her mouth slightly open, her eyes wide, staring at him blankly.

Didn't they say he wouldn't be back for another half month? His sudden appearance now really feels like a Jiang brother fell from the sky.

The rare silly expression on Lin Wangshu's face made Jiang Weidong feel great, not to mention that she seemed to have forgotten that she was still in Jiang Weidong's arms!

And perhaps because she had just been frightened, Lin Wangshu's arms around Jiang Weidong's neck were unusually tight.

With a warm and soft woman in his arms, Jiang Weidong didn't want to remind her. After glancing at her hand, the smile in his eyes deepened.

"Wangshu, how are you? Did you hurt yourself?"

When An Jie saw Lin Wangshu fall, her heart skipped a beat. She only breathed a sigh of relief when Jiang Weidong caught her.

"Mom, don't worry, I'm fine."

Hearing An Jie's voice, Lin Wangshu finally came to her senses and realized that Jiang Weidong was still holding her. She immediately felt embarrassed and struggled to get out of his arms.

Jiang Weidong held her tightly, and Lin Wangshu couldn't break free. But An Jie was still watching her with concern. What was going on with them holding on like this?

"Put me down!" Lin Wangshu had no choice but to lower her head and whimper softly to Jiang Weidong.

Hearing this, An Jie quickly pressed Lin Wangshu down to stop her from moving. "Don't get down yet. Let Wei Dong carry you inside. I want to see if you twisted your ankle."

As he spoke, Anjie turned around and busied himself moving the ladder away from the doorway.

Seeing Lin Wangshu's blushing face, Jiang Weidong smiled and deliberately bounced the person in his arms, "Why are you still shy with your brother?"

Lin Wangshu gasped in surprise, then shrank even closer into his arms. Feeling the muffled laughter coming from above her head, Lin Wangshu pinched him in a fit of embarrassment and anger.

Seeing that she was about to get angry, Jiang Weidong stopped teasing her, took a few steps, carried her into the house, and put her on a chair.

"Hurry up and take a few steps so I can see," An Jie said anxiously to Lin Wangshu.

Lin Wangshu quickly got off the ground and took a few steps to indicate that she was alright, "Mom, I'm fine."

An Jie was finally relieved and said to Jiang Weidong with some resentment, "If you had come a little earlier, Wang Shu wouldn't have had to climb up and down like that. You're just as unreliable as your dad."

This was truly an undeserved disaster for Jiang Weidong. Logically speaking, it shouldn't be blamed on him at all; he was just implicated by Jiang Defu.

But this was his own mother. Jiang Weidong smiled and bowed to An Jie apologetically, "You're right. It's all my fault for being too slow on the way. How about this, I'll take care of all the work of putting up the Spring Festival couplets."

"This is your job, why are you trying to run away?" Anjie was amused by his antics of entertaining his parents.

Looking at her healthy son in front of her, An Jie became happy again. She hadn't had a proper look at him since Jiang Weidong joined the army. The last time the family could get together, Jiang Changyi ruined everything.

"Wait here, Mom will go chop the filling now, we're making dumplings today." Anjie picked up her apron and walked excitedly towards the kitchen.

"That's great, that's exactly what I've been craving," Jiang Weidong said with a smile, calling out to An Jie's retreating figure.

Looking down again, he found Lin Wangshu resting her chin on her hand, looking at him with a smile. Jiang Weidong's heart melted completely, and he bent down and kissed her rosy cheek.

"Little Moon, I'm back."

Now that it was just the two of them in the living room, Lin Wangshu became much bolder. She cupped his face and gently touched his lips, saying, "I missed you so much."

Looking into her watery eyes, Jiang Weidong's breathing quickened. He raised his hand, pinched her pointed chin, and lowered his eyes to kiss her.

Lin Wangshu's eyelashes trembled slightly as she felt his increasingly hot breath approaching. She couldn't help but close her eyes, but just as she felt a tickle on the tip of her lips, Yafei's loud voice rang out from outside.

"Whose luggage is this? Why is it left in the yard? Doesn't it get dirty?"

Jiang Weidong's breath hitched, and he stopped moving. His eyes flashed with murderous intent. This Jiang Yafei must have had a grudge against him in his past life, coming here specifically to spoil his fun.

Lin Wangshu opened her eyes, suppressed a laugh and pushed him, "Hurry up and go out, Yafei will be coming in soon."

The meat that was almost in his mouth flew away, and Jiang Weidong's eyes were full of unsatisfied desire. Hearing Yafei still making a fuss outside, Jiang Weidong gritted his teeth in anger.

Standing up straight, Jiang Weidong looked outside with a hostile gaze. "This Jiang Yafei, I'm going to settle all the old and new scores with her."

Watching his aggressive back, Lin Wangshu clutched her stomach and laughed silently. Jiang Weidong's sudden dark expression was just too funny.

Jiang Weidong walked to the door. In the courtyard, Liafi was struggling to lift her luggage, but it was too heavy for her to carry.

So at this moment, Yafei was bending over, struggling to drag her luggage inside, when she looked up and found Jiang Weidong with his arms crossed, looking at her with a forced smile.

"Who is it? It's you, Second Brother! Why were you in such a hurry? You even forgot your luggage."

Yafei looked at Jiang Weidong and immediately smiled with delight, then pointed to his extremely heavy luggage and complained.

"Is there a lot of rocks in here? It's so heavy, you should carry it in yourself."

"By the way, I see your things are bulging inside, is there a gift for me?"

Yafei hadn't seen her second brother in a long time, and she excitedly chattered around him, her mouth never stopping.

But she didn't notice the malicious smile on Jiang Weidong's face and his hands that were moving around. "Jiang Yafei, didn't I say that I would teach you a lesson when I got back?"

Upon hearing this, Yafei's smile froze, and she stared at him with wide eyes, her gaze conveying the message, "How do you still remember?"

Ke Yafei reacted quickly, yelling as she took off running around the yard, "Jiang Weidong, you petty jerk! Your wife doesn't even blame me anymore, yet you're still holding a grudge!"

But she couldn't outrun Jiang Weidong and was quickly caught. When Lin Wangshu came out, Yafei was being held by the back of her neck, her hands struggling helplessly in the air.

When Yafei saw Lin Wangshu, her eyes lit up as if she had seen a savior, and she pleaded for help, "Big sister, please do something about my second brother, he's bullying us too much."

Unfortunately, Lin Wangshu shook her head cruelly, and pulled out a handful of melon seeds from her pocket, cracking them open while watching the show. "Wei Dong, don't let her get away with this. This little girl is spoiled rotten at home. She needs to be disciplined."

Lin Wangshu spoke, and Jiang Weidong dared not disobey. Looking at Yafei's face with a sinister smile, he said, "Yafei, you've angered everyone."

Yafei let out a wail, startling Anjie out of the house.

"Mom, help! Those two are so in cahoots, I can't fight them."

Anjie couldn't help but laugh at her comical appearance. It had been so long since the house had been this lively. The children's return made all the difference; the yard had come alive again.

"Alright, Weidong, put her down. We'll need her to help roll out the dumpling wrappers later."

Afi was finally put down. She covered her head with her hat, straightened her clothes, and still looked angry. "You guys are so annoying!"

"Don't be angry, your second brother brought you a gift." Jiang Weidong smiled and flicked her forehead.

"Really? Do you have one for me?" It wasn't Yafei who said this, but a male voice that came from the front door.