Goddess come to my arms

"I'm pregnant, you and Mommy are going to be grandmas."

After being reconfirmed by their daughter, Wang Hongyu and Li Xinyu finally laughed happily.

No words can describe the joy in their hearts.

The two took turns to remind their beloved daughter to pay attention to safety on the way back, and then reluctantly hung up the phone.

Li Xinyu found the most comfortable position to lean against in the embrace of her family Awang that she was most greedy in her life, stretched out her hand that sometimes trembled uncontrollably to hold Wang Hongyu's hand tightly, and said with a smile: "We want to be It's grandma."

Wang Hongyu's other arm hugged his beloved wife tightly, heaved a sigh of relief toward the ceiling, and couldn't help sighing: "To be honest, I thought I would never have a chance in this life."

Li Xinyu burst out laughing, and gently rubbed the old Wang Wang's big white steamed bun with his no longer particularly smooth and tender cheeks, and said in a low voice: "Me too, it's okay, God have mercy on me, an old woman... I must Trying to live until the day I hold my grandson or granddaughter... Starting tomorrow, I will add an extra lap when I walk."

Old Wang Wang didn't dare to let his wife with a bad heart exercise excessively at will, so as not to lose more than the gain in the end, he immediately said to his beloved in a serious tone: "No, you have to ask the doctor's opinion first. Jing’s schoolgirl, Zhou Wenting, came back from an exchange in the United States. She is one of the best cardiologists in Singapore. She even rescued Ma Shiqi, who was congenitally underdeveloped in cardiopulmonary function. Let’s go and see her. Is there a way."

Hearing this news, Li Xinyu suddenly raised his head from the warm embrace of old Wang Wang.

After looking at his wife with meaningful eyes, Wang Hongyu, who tends to forget things when he gets old, suddenly reached out and patted his forehead hard, and couldn't help complaining to himself: "Look at my memory!"

Seeing that his family Ah Wang finally turned the corner, Li Xinyu lay down in Wang Hongyu's arms again, and said in a low voice: "We have to keep this matter from Jiahui, I think she might not be able to accept it."

Wang Hongyu also wants to continue to hide it from his daughter, but the little guy is actually very smart in many cases, and can often associate many incredible things from the clues. When the brain is wide open, it is easy to find out the truth.

Old Wang Wang couldn't help sighing: "I'm afraid that paper can't cover the fire. After all, Singapore is so small, and we are all acquaintances." Li Xinyu understood the difficulties Wang Hongyu said very well, and sighed softly.

This kind of thing is left to fate.

The two children arrived safely in Singapore near one o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow.

When Li Jiahui and Lin Xuxue took a taxi back home, they soon found that Wang Hongyu and Li Xinyu seemed to have woken up on purpose, warming them up in advance with the rich chicken soup that was stewed at night to nourish their bodies.

Now she is a person who will be enshrined like a panda. After Li Jiahui drank the chicken soup full of mother's love, Lin Xuxue drove her to take a bath and rest.

After driving away a little ancestor, even the two godmothers were sent back to bed by Lin Xuxue to catch up on sleep.

Before going back to sleep obediently, Li Xinyu suddenly reached out and hugged Lin Xuxue, and thanked her softly: "Xuxue, thank you for helping Jiahui and helping us fulfill a wish."

Before Lin Xuxue could answer "Why are you so out of touch?", Wang Hongyu, who was standing aside, interjected first: "There is more than one, it should be said that there are two!"

These words made Lin Xuxue's ears warm, and Wang Hongyu turned to her dearest wife and said, "Thank you, Xuxue really likes her from the bottom of her heart."

Hearing this, Lin Xuxue and Li Xinyu immediately separated from each other, and turned their heads to look at Wang Hongyu with puzzled expressions.

Old Wang Wang smiled so much that his big eyes narrowed, and he clearly looked very happy because Wang Wang stole the delicious food. He stretched out his arms to wrap around Lin Xuxue's thin shoulders, and smiled and tried to persuade her: "You like our baby, don't you?"

Such a straightforward question, how do people answer it?

Lin Xuxue didn't intend to deny her inner thoughts after being seen through by the fine old Wang Wang, but she couldn't bear such a scene, and she couldn't help but blushed with embarrassment.

I spent a while with the two children just now, but Li Xinyu didn't notice anything. Now she really doesn't understand, how did her wife see it?

Li Xinyu couldn't help being curious, and immediately asked, "How did you find out?"

Wang Hongyu kindly gave a detailed analysis to his wife whose emotional intelligence was not as high as his own: "How can the attitude be the same when you treat the boat companion and the person you like?"

"Just now you didn't notice the greasy and lingering look in Xuxue's eyes when she drove Jiahui to take a bath? And Jiahui's coquettish expression?"

"If we weren't here, Xuxue probably wouldn't be able to stand the silent invitation from her sweetheart, and follow her in to take a bath together!"

"Isn't it?" After Wang Hongyu finished speaking, he immediately turned to look at Lin Xuxue.

Now Lin Xuxue's fair face was as red as a ripe tomato, and she frantically complained in her heart about the old godmother who told the truth.

Is it okay to be tacit about some things? Why do we have to spread them out?

If Lao Wangwang really wants to talk, he can go back to his room and then talk slowly to his dear Godmother Li Xinyu.

Thinking about it, if Li Jiahui and I really got married, we would often meet the unreliable old Wang Wang godmother in the future, thinking about it, Lin Xuxue felt very tired.

The two old ladies are still savoring the delicate appearance of their daughter just now, and remembering the lovely appearance of their own baby when he was still in adolescence.

When Li Jiahui was a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl, Lin Xuxue was really just a little bean. She was often busy going to kindergarten and playing with a group of children playing mud and pretending to be housewine.

So she is very yearning for the youthful version of Li Jiahui that Old Wang Wang's godmother just mentioned.

After realizing that Lin Xuxue was fascinated by what he heard, Wang Hongyu winked at his wife, his eyes slightly aimed at Lin Xuxue who was still beside her.

Lin Xuxue's handsome face can't be fooled by the expression of affection from the heart.

Li Xinyu couldn't help curling his lips when he saw it, and he was very proud in his heart: "Since helping Ma Yunjie and Xue Jiaqi lead the red line decades ago, her family Wang Hongyu has not been a matchmaker for many years, but this gold medal matchmaker only needs to make a move. You will know if there is one!"

Li Xinyu is selectively "forgetting" Wang Hongyu's dark history of forcing his daughter to go on a blind date in the past few years but failing to meet her beloved.

Wang Hongyu now turned his head to provide Lin Xuxue with matchmaker services that don't require money: "And it's not just you, silly cat girl, in my opinion, our baby has you in his eyes, ah no, even in his heart. "

"It's just that Xiao Shou will inevitably be a little bit arrogant. If you, Zong Gong, think about it, show your sincerity and have a romantic date to officially confirm the relationship. I am optimistic about you!"

Lin Xuxue turned her head to look at Old Godmother Wang Wang with eyes full of surprise, as if she was surprised that Immortal Wang Wang knew everything.

It is also clear who is attacking and who is receiving, which is really amazing.

Old Wang Wang seemed to have seen through Lin Xuxue's inner thoughts, and said with a special expression: "You little guys are still young, no matter what you do or think, you will definitely not be able to escape my Wang Hongyu's eyes."

Wang Hongyu blinked her left eye with a smile, and Lin Xuxue saw almost the same mischievous light in those almond eyes that were very similar to Li Jiahui's.

Old Wang Wang reached out and patted Lin Xuxue's shoulder again, and the conversation changed to cheering her up: "Remember, the date should be more romantic. My baby won't be so arrogant after being touched, understand?"

That earnest tone let Lin Xuxue know that Wang Hongyu was sincerely helping her, and she immediately nodded her head in a very taught manner, expressing that she understood and would redouble her efforts to live up to her godmother's expectations.

Wang Hongyu was very satisfied with this very upright future son-in-law from the bottom of his heart, so he took his wife back to the house with a smile on his face and contentedness.

Both Li Jiahui and Lin Xuxue slept soundly that night, and they were lucky that they didn't suffer from any jet lag.

When Lin Xuxue finished taking a hot bath and was getting dressed in the cloakroom and was about to go out to eat the loving breakfast made by her godmother, she happened to see Li Jiahui pressing the alarm clock on her phone that had just sounded and getting up.

Lin Xuxue asked with some doubts: "Why don't you get up so early and sleep a little longer? I remember you said you won't go to the company today."

Li Jiahui was still reaching out to straighten her messy long curly hair. She just woke up so her voice was a little hoarse: "I'm going to your house today."

"Go to our house?" Now Lin Xuxue was even more puzzled, and it was clearly written on her small face, which raised her delicate Liu Yemei: "What are you going to do?"

Li Jiahui was tugging at the few strands of hair that were tangled together for some reason, and couldn't help frowning after the pain, and his tone was a little impatient: "Today is Xuyan's death day."

Hearing this, Lin Xuxue froze in place.

Recently, her little life seems to be too nourishing, and she has completely forgotten this day that made her mothers very sad.

Li Jiahui finally tidied up her long hair, got out of bed, and went to the bathroom to wash up without giving Lin Xuxue another look.

Lin Xuxue looked down at her outfit of silver-gray trousers and light blue shirt, then turned around and went back to the cloakroom to find a black dress she didn't often wear.

Seeing that Lin Xuxue, who has a sunny personality, is wearing dark clothes abnormally today, the two godmothers naturally became concerned about her movements.

Lin Xuxue explained softly to them: "Today is sister Xuyan's death day, I will send Jiahui to our house later, don't worry."

After hearing this, Wang Hongyu and Li Xinyu showed suddenly enlightened expressions, and there was a strong melancholy in their brows and eyes.

That's right, summer has arrived. Every year when this hot season comes, Lin Sijing and Chen Kaixuan's husband and wife, including Li Jiahui, will be most depressed.

In the heart-wrenching silence, when Lin Xuxue drove Li Jiahui to the old house of the Lin family, Lin Xutong and Ma Shiqi, who stayed at home with their two mothers for an extra hour in the morning, happened to be leaving for work.

When the cars crossed on a road where there were no other cars in the community, the two drivers slowed down and stopped at the same time, and rolled down the windows.

Lin Xutong knew what his sister was going to ask, so he frowned and said directly to her: "The situation is not very good, I have already used a whole box of tissues."

Lin Xuxue nodded to show that she understood, and then said to her dear sister and best friend: "Leave it to me, mother. You can work at ease and drive carefully."

Lin Xutong and Ma Shiqi nodded respectively, and Lin Xuxue rolled up the window, turned a corner and stopped at the gate, patiently waiting for the electric door to open slowly and automatically.

I come here every year. Li Jiahui is very familiar with the design and layout of the house, so she doesn't need Lin Xuxue's greetings at all. Seeing that the two godmothers did not appear in the living room, she went up to the third floor in three steps in two study.

Lin Xuxue originally wanted to ask Li Jiahui if she needed tea, but when she saw her eagerness to meet Sister Xuyan, she immediately realized how superfluous her thoughts were.

Now Li Jiahui's eyes are full of only elder sister Xu Yan, wishing that no one or anything will disturb her.

After standing blankly in the living room for a while, Lin Xuxue finally went to the kitchen to make a pot of hot tea for the family.

This family of course refers to their mother and daughter.

Before waiting for the cold water to boil, Lin Xuxue kindly sent a message to her sister Lin Xuwen, reminding her to call her mothers no matter how busy she was, so as to comfort her.

Lin Xuwen happened to be online at this time, and immediately called Lin Xuxue.

The past month has been so comfortable with President Ma Yunqi, Lin Xuwen also forgot that the two mothers who needed her went to outer space.

The mothers thought that Lin Xuwen was so busy with work that they had no time to visit them for several weekends in a row, so they just sent messages to their daughters on their mobile phones to remind her to pay attention to rest and eat obediently.

Lin Xuwen, who is now full of guilt, reads the postoperative report written by the subordinates, while giving corrections and suggestions, and transmits the sound of the pen tip across the paper through the microphone to Lin Xuxue, and he does not forget to care for his dearest family members verbally : "How are Mommy and Mommy?"

At this time, the water in the electric kettle had just reached the boiling point. After turning on the speaker, Lin Xuxue put the mobile phone on the table, and then went to help the mothers prepare their favorite sweet-scented osmanthus oolong tea, and said to her sister, "Xu Tong said that it has been used A box of tissues, but I haven't really met anyone yet, Jiahui has already gone upstairs, I guess they will come down soon."

Lin Xuwen often accompanied his mothers through a particularly difficult day since he was a child. He knew that after sister Jiahui came, his mother would leave the study room with many things related to sister Xuyan to Li Jiahui to be alone.

While patiently waiting for his mother to appear on the phone, Lin Xuwen never forgot to care whether his sister got any good news from her trip to America with Li Jiahui.

After receiving an affirmative answer, Lin Xuwen was also very happy that Li Jiahui's wish was about to come true.

Lin Xuwen was still gossiping on the phone asking if there had been any significant progress between the two. Lin Xuxue was busy taking out hot tea and snacks from the kitchen on a tray, so before he could answer, he saw the two A mother happened to be coming down the stairs.

Lin Xuxue walked quickly to the coffee table and put down the things in her hands, and immediately gave the mothers a three-person hug.

After crying all morning, Lin Sijing couldn't help feeling that the three daughters were very filial. Although he lost his lovely eldest daughter, he should be content.

Thinking of this, Lin Sijing's eyes couldn't help turning red again, with hot tears welling up in his eyes, he tried his best to hold back his head for a while, but finally couldn't hold back and started crying again.

Lin Xuxue gently wiped the tears from the corners of her mother's eyes, kissed her cheek comfortingly, and comforted her softly: "Don't cry, mother, I want to cry too..."

Still waiting obediently on the phone to talk to the mothers, Lin Xuwen heard Lin Xuxue's words, and said through the phone's speakerphone: "If you are all crying, I want to cry too..."

This very nonsensical remark really succeeded in making Sijing's mother, who had a low laugh point, laugh.

Lin Xuxue took out the mobile phone in her trouser pocket and handed it to the two mothers, asking them to have some thoughtful words with Lin Xuwen.

Seeing the mothers sitting on the sofa chatting with her sister whom she hadn't seen for several weeks, Lin Xuxue looked up at the direction of the stairs, and after thinking about it, she dragged her steps to the third floor with heavier steps than her heart.

The wooden door of the study was only ajar, and Lin Xuxue hesitated for a while before stretching out her hand to hold the doorknob.

Pushing the wooden door open a little, Lin Xuxue looked in through the open gap.

In Li Jiahui's hand, she was holding a collection of sketches that mothers would add to Sister Xuyan every year.

Li Jiahui looked at Chen Xuyan imagined by the godmothers with infatuation, as if the person in the sketch portrait was still real, her bright red lips trembled slightly, as if she was muttering something silently.

Lin Xuxue couldn't read lips, so she couldn't figure out what Li Jiahui said.

Lin Xuxue thought about it carefully, and felt that when Li Jiahui looked at her beloved, what she could say could only be a series of three words.

I want you.

I love you.

Love you.

The author has something to say: Wanwan dare not speak.