"Let him have a normal relationship with his wife, so that he will not deliberately favor her, and his heart will still be with me as a mother,"

"As for my daughter-in-law, because I personally selected her, she will listen to me and do whatever I ask her to do. How great would that be?"

Hearing Sun's words, Yang Ruoqing was so surprised that her jaw dropped.

I really didn’t expect that I had ever experienced such a tangled, even somewhat selfish mental journey!

Sun laughed at herself and continued: "I muttered this to your father every day, and then your father scolded me and said I was stupid. How could anyone in the world do this?"

"When Da'an goes to the end of the world, even if he marries a daughter of the emperor's family, he will still be your son, and he will also be your biological son who was born in ten months of pregnancy!"

"This love between mother and child, whose blood is thicker than water, cannot be broken off easily."

"Fathers and mothers, don't think about taking care of your son all your life, taking care of this and that for him. When he grows up, it will no longer be the case when you gave him a bowl of food when he was a child, and just put two more chopsticks in his hand.

The kid who is so excited is an adult and has his own way to go."

"Besides, as parents, we can't stay with him forever. The one who can stay with him to the end in the end is his wife."

"So, as parents, let us go when it's time to let go. Don't think so much and worry blindly."

After Mrs. Sun finished speaking, she found that everyone in the carriage was quiet.

Only Yang Ruoqing in front of her looked at her dumbfounded.

"Why don't you speak anymore? Is your mother right?" Ms. Sun asked.

Yang Ruoqing finally came to her senses and couldn't help but stroke Sun's palm.

"Mom, what you said is too good, oh no, it was my dad who said it was too good!" She murmured.

"The knot in my heart has finally been resolved. I won't worry about it anymore. As long as Chen'er is well, I will be happy," she said.

The selfless companionship and care of the child when he was young. When the child grows up, he leaves gorgeously and lets him fly on his own...

My parents are really ordinary people, but they have great wisdom.

In this regard, she herself almost missed the mark.

After nearly twenty days of long journey, on August 15th, the Mid-Autumn Festival, Yang Ruoqing and his party finally arrived at the Acropolis dozens of miles away from the capital.

"When we arrive at the Acropolis, we are almost at the boundary of the capital. We can reach the capital in two days at most."

At night, everyone gathered in the inn to have dinner together. While eating mooncakes, Yang Ruoqing excitedly told Sun and the others.

Mrs. Sun and the others were very excited. This trip was really not easy. They had been bumpy on the road for more than a month.

I just want to settle down and don't want to hear the sound of wheels again.

"It's great to see Da'an and Xiaohua in two days," said Sun.

"But when I think about your father spending the Mid-Autumn Festival alone at home tonight, with no one to talk to him, I feel bad..."

Sun's eyes became moist as she spoke.

Xiaoduo also pursed her lips slightly and stayed beside Sun in silence.

Xiaojie turned her head and looked at the bright moon outside the window. She had been out for more than a month, and she missed her parents and grandpa.

As for Yang Ruoqing, she also forced a smile.

Last night, she dreamed of the baby and Dazhi again...

Chen'er picked up the sweet-scented osmanthus wine in his hand and said to everyone: "The days are long, my mother-in-law, my mother-in-law, and my two aunts, let's not be sad. Our separation today is for a better reunion in the future."

"Wait until next year's Mid-Autumn Festival, let's have a big reunion together, so that we can keep the green hills and don't have to worry about running out of firewood, smile!"

As he spoke, he took the lead in showing a bright smile.

I have to say, Chen'er's smile is really contagious.

Yang Ruoqing's mood improved instantly.

Mrs. Sun also raised her head and looked at her lost and found grandson in front of her. She smiled and said, "We can't be too greedy. Do you still remember the Mid-Autumn Festival when Chen'er didn't find her back a few years ago?"

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly.

"Why don't you remember? In fact, we were not happy during the Mid-Autumn Festival in those years. I would always think of Chen'er, and I would cry after eating the mooncakes..."

Hearing this, Chen'er looked at Yang Ruoqing silently, her eyes filled with emotion.

Yang Ruoqing stretched out her hand and held Chen'er's hand, murmuring: "Now, my Chen'er is back, and she still spends the holidays with me."

"I should be content, because our separation from home is only temporary, and we can meet again after a while."

"Looking back at the time when I didn't have Chen'er, celebrating the holidays was a torment. Now, it's really complete!"

As Yang Ruoqing spoke, she also picked up the osmanthus wine in front of her and said to Sun and the others: "Mom, we should be content and happy. Come, let's drink osmanthus wine and eat moon cakes together!"

…

Changping Village thousands of miles away.

On the Mid-Autumn Festival night, although the eldest Sun family and others had greeted Yang Huazhong beforehand and asked him to come over to celebrate the festival, Yang Huazhong did not go to any house on the Mid-Autumn Festival night.

At noon, he went to his niece Laner's place for lunch.

When he came back, Lan'er also packed up a roast chicken on the table for him and brought it back.

In addition, Lan'er also bought him mooncakes, osmanthus wine and so on.

Yang Huazhong gave the same excuse for refusing invitations to the Da Sun family for dinner tonight: "There are roast chicken, wine and moon cakes. Tonight I just want to spend the festival quietly by myself and not go anywhere. Thank you for your kindness."

At this time, Yang Huazhong was alone in the backyard room, tearing apart the drumsticks of the roast chicken and eating them, while pouring a few mouthfuls of osmanthus wine into his mouth.

Then he looked at the furniture in the room, looked at Sun's clothes and shoes, and imagined where Sun and his girls might be at this moment.

We should be arriving in Beijing soon, right?

Grandson Chen'er went to chase them. They should have met up long ago. It's the Mid-Autumn Festival tonight. I wonder if they found an inn to have a good meal?

A man's longing turns into hatred, and he is addicted to loneliness. He takes a mouthful of chicken and drinks a mouthful of wine.

Unconsciously, my head felt a little dizzy, my body felt a little hot, and my eyes began to see things blurry.

Everything has a ghost.

This is really funny. Can osmanthus wine make people drunk?

Yang Huazhong stood up and walked crookedly towards the washstand in the corner, wanting to wash his face with cold water.

But he found that there was not a drop of water in the washbasin. He had to tear off the handkerchief and throw it over his shoulder. He took the washbasin out of the house and went to the well in the backyard...

As soon as I opened the door, I saw a woman standing at the door.

The figure on the back is tall and slender, wearing a woman's bun and wearing a blue-bottomed autumn skirt.

At first glance, this figure looks exactly like Mr. Sun.

Yang Huazhong was startled and shouted towards the back: "Mother Qing'er?"

The figure moved on its back and turned around, it was a middle-aged woman.
Chapter completed!