Originally, the clinginess of the big white dog was capable of making soone catch the disease of longing.
Was this the first ti she started thinking about him?
Thinking back, during all the years she dated Wa Zicong, she had never felt as attached to a man as she did now.
She reached out and gently stroked Little Pudding’s head, naturally amused to so degree by the child’s explanation, which was heartbreakingly funny. No doubt, people like Xiao Shuju and Xiao Shuzhu, upon seeing Little Pudding, couldn’t resist pinching the child’s face as if it were cake, which explained why Little Pudding was quite averse to it but felt that Big White was the best.
Gu Nuan deeply understood the feigned smiles and hypocrisy the child spoke of because probably every child during their most innocent tis encounters such adults in their growth process.
A child’s soul is the most beautiful mirror.
Gu Nuan thought that if her own child was as well-behaved as Little Pudding, that wouldn’t be bad, but she feared that her husband’s nature wouldn’t allow him to bring up a child like Little Pudding.
Her mind was enveloped by his image, as if she couldn’t think about anything else.
Gu Nuan squinted her eyes.
Another day passed, and Big White still hadn’t returned.
This ti, even Gu Dad and Gu Mom sensed sothing was seriously wrong.
Gu Mom asked, "Where did Yebai say he was going, for how many days, doing what?"
Fortuitously, when the son-in-law answered the phone, Gu Dad was present. Gu Dad rembered exactly what had happened that day and said, "You can’t bla him. That day, his grandmother was critically ill; she raised him from a young age, and he couldn’t not go back."
With this explanation, Gu Mom also felt helpless and resignedly said, "We must wait for his grandmother to be out of danger before he can co back."
If that was the case, he should at least call back to inform them and give them peace of mind. Thinking about how Yebai had always been considerate in handling matters, making their roles as parents-in-law very comforting, but this sudden lack of communication wasn’t like Yebai’s style.
Gu Dad and Gu Mom didn’t say it out loud, but they clearly felt that sothing was off.
Regardless, the son-in-law was returning to his own ho, and they were helpless about it. They certainly couldn’t tell their son-in-law not to go back to his own ho.
After Yebai returned to the Xiao Family, it was as if a kite had lost its string, losing all contact.
Not a day passed before Zhang Sanfeng and others were already alard.
Zhan Dapeng paced back and forth in the room, lingering anxiously with his mobile phone in his hand, dialling Yebai’s number, only to find it turned off.
Zhang Sanfeng’s head hung slightly low, his fingers clutching the armrest of the wheelchair, his face obscured by his hair and unrecognizable.
Jia Baomo looked at both of them and seed to voice a fact they were unwilling to accept, saying, "Second brother has most likely been detained by them."
This ti it wasn’t Xiao Jianming himself in trouble, but his grandmother. Known for his filial piety, it was clear that this ti soone had hit Xiao Jianming’s weak spot.
Not to ntion who exactly carried out the poisoning sche, but an undeniable fact was that it was the Gu Family who had delivered the poison, leading to the grandmother’s critical poisoning.
The folly, greed of the Gu Family led to this nearly irreversible malevolent outco. It’s sothing every parent, every child, should contemplate deeply. Therefore, it wasn’t hard to conclude that this ti Xiao Jianming was sincerely furious.
"What exactly is the elder’s dical condition?" Zhan Dapeng exhaled softly and said, "dicine has already been delivered to Mingxin, logically speaking, there shouldn’t be much of a problem now."
"I’m afraid it’s not that simple," Zhang Sanfeng said with so reservation. "The elder is old, unlike Mrs. Gu who is still comparatively young and resilient. Think about it, his grandmother is ninety; with such a disturbance, I fear that even if the poison is neutralized, she won’t have much life left."
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