lcionline Chapter 1579 Li Jingchen's Difficult Choice
Chapter 1579 Li Jingchen's Difficult Choice
“Jingchen,”
Having learned the whole story, Ning Fu stared intently at Li Jingchen with deep eyes.
“I know you are a filial child. Xiao Yan, perhaps all she has wanted all these years is peace of mind.”
"Giving her peace of mind is also a form of filial piety."
Do you understand what Grandma means?
Li Jingchen was silent.
Ning Fu continued to gaze at Li Jingchen, "Listen to Grandma, let her choose to take responsibility for her mistakes. That way, she can finally get a good night's sleep. Her illness needs to be treated properly for her to fully recover..."
Li Jingchen's eyes were filled with pain, and after a long while he nodded.
Ning Fu patted Li Jingchen's hand and said solemnly, "I'm entrusting your mother to you. I trust you know what to do. I have to stay here and take care of Xiao Hong. After all, she's sick, and as her mother, I can't just ignore her."
"I understand, Grandma."
"Good child, there is one more thing you must promise your grandmother: no matter what happens in the future, siblings should not kill each other."
Li Jingchen understood Ning Fu's meaning.
He should be fine.
He let Ningfu hug him.
……
Tomie Rose.
Jiang Mingyang had been waiting for Li Jingchen to return.
They waited and waited, all night long, but Li Jingchen still hadn't returned. The little guy fell asleep in Jiang Tong's arms.
Li Jingchen didn't return until the morning of the next day.
Hearing the noise, Jiang Mingyang immediately went downstairs. "Dad, happy birthday!"
As Li Jingchen entered, a hint of tenderness appeared in his slightly tired eyes. He picked up the little guy who was running towards him.
Jiang Tong followed behind Jiang Mingyang. The little guy barely slept a wink all night, as if he was afraid that Li Jingchen wouldn't come back.
Jiang Mingyang held Li Jingchen's hand, "Dad, today is your birthday, Mom and I..."
Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Tong changed the subject.
"Sheep, why don't you go check on your brother in his room? Why isn't Feifan up yet?"
“Little Grey is probably still sleeping…” Jiang Mingyang obediently went to check on Li Feifan.
Jiang Tong breathed a sigh of relief before asking Li Jingchen.
"Why didn't you come home last night? Are you and your mother alright?"
"My mom isn't coming to stay anymore."
Li Jingchen said, "I talked to her last night, but it was too late to come back. She made me a bowl of noodles this morning, so I don't have to celebrate my birthday."
Jiang Tong thought for a moment and said, "Let's have a nice meal. Let your mom come over at noon. Our family will have a simple birthday celebration for you."
Li Jingchen absentmindedly agreed.
Jiang Tong hadn't seen Li Jingchen with such a worried expression in a long time.
I wonder what happened this time.
On his 34th birthday.
If she could, she hoped he could.
Jiang Mingyang called to Li Feifan to get up from his room.
Jiang Tong walked over and said, "Sheep, this is for your dad. Don't tell him yet."
Jiang Mingyang asked in confusion, "Why? Didn't we agree that it was a surprise for Dad? We're going to show it to him today."
Li Feifan also said, "There are fireworks too."
Jiang Mingyang said, "Yes, Mom, and fireworks too. Didn't you prepare them for Dad?"
Jiang Tong said, "Well... let's talk to him after we finish eating."
Jiang Mingyang nodded.
A short while later, Zheng Yan arrived.
Jiang Tong saw Zheng Yanlai upstairs, so she went downstairs to the kitchen to help.
After Zheng Yan came in, her voice...
The sounds of children calling for their grandmother and teasing the children reached Jiang Tong's ears intermittently.
The head chef was a little embarrassed. "Madam, please go and rest. The smell of cooking oil is strong here. Don't get your clean clothes dirty."
Jiang Tong said, "It's my husband's birthday today, and I want to cook him a bowl of noodles. You go about your business, and I'll cook mine."
Facing the stove, Jiang Tong froze. She hadn't been in the kitchen for a long time, and she had forgotten the few dishes she had learned before. Now she didn't know where to start.
With the head chef's reminder and help, Jiang Tong rolled up her sleeves, staring at the bubbling broth in the pot, when suddenly...
The splattered hot juice burned the back of her hand. A hand suddenly grabbed her hand and, without saying a word, pulled her to rinse it under cold water.
Jiang Tong gazed at Li Jingchen's profile. "I'm fine. I want to cook you a bowl of noodles."
Li Jingchen frowned. "Let them cook it. Don't do it here, you'll burn your hands."
Jiang Tong said, "It's your birthday today, so I want to cook you a bowl of noodles. You can go out and keep your mom and the kids company."
Li Jingchen looked up; Jiang Tong was very stubborn.
She wants to cook here.
Li Jingchen said helplessly, "Then I'll stay here and watch over you."
Jiang Tong sighed helplessly, "Am I not even good at cooking a bowl of noodles? You should get out of here. It's your birthday today, you can't go into the kitchen."
Li Jingchen couldn't persuade her otherwise, so he went out first.
Jiang Tong continued working, and under the guidance of the head chef, she became more and more skilled at cooking.
Jiang Mingyang came bouncing over, leaning against the door with his head tilted. "Mom, Dad asked me to watch over you, afraid you'll get hurt."
Jiang Tong said, "I'm not a child anymore, okay? Who's going to protect whom between us?"
Li Feifan came running over, asking, "Are you guys eating something delicious?"
Jiang Tong turned her head and said, "No, if you want something delicious, wait another hour."
"Waaah." Li Feifan rubbed his tummy. "I'm hungry."
Jiang Tong washed her hands. "Good things come to those who wait. It's your dad's birthday, so we're going to make lots of delicious food. Why don't you two go out and chat with Grandma for a while? She misses you both."
Jiang Mingyang said, "Okay, Mom, I'll come see you again later."
Jiang Tong smiled and, after the two children left, continued with her work.
The longevity noodles she had hastily and chaotically prepared were finally ready.
A large bowl of noodles sits in a rich beef broth, and the soft-boiled egg is a bit mushy. Fortunately, it's decorated with two bright green bok choy leaves, so it looks pretty good.
Just as Jiang Tong untied her apron, she suddenly felt a gaze fixed on her from behind.
She was startled, turned around, and found the space behind her empty.
I didn't think much of it and got ready to eat.
The two children were already hungry, especially Li Feifan, who first wished his father a happy birthday and then immediately began to eat heartily.
Li Jingchen only ate the noodles that Jiang Tong cooked for him.
Li Feifan couldn't help but lean closer, "Dad, is Mom's noodles delicious?"
Li Jingchen said, "This is the best noodles in the world."
Li Feifan's eyes lit up; he wanted a bite too.
Li Jingchen gave him a bite to try.
Li Feifan's expression shifted from anticipation to disappointment. He frowned, "It's not cooked enough."
Jiang Tong glared at him, "You talk too much."
Li Feifan immediately shut up.
Sitting in the stroller, Li Zhuoer had finished eating and was clutching Li Jingchen's clothes with her little hands.
Li Jingchen picked him up and placed him on his lap, and the little guy clapped his hands happily.
Jiang Tong pinched her youngest son's cheek.
"Xiao Er, you haven't wished your dad a happy birthday yet. Say something, okay?"
Li Zhuoer clapped his hands, "Dad! Dad..."