CHAPTER 506: CHAPTER 489 KINDNESS

Jiang Xiaoxiao was discharged from the hospital, and she and Song Moting were taken home by Old Song and Old Mrs. Song.

Jiang Xiaoxiao had long been thinking about her son, Tang Yuan.

If it weren’t for the doctor holding her back, she would have already gone home to see her son. It’s been so long since she’s seen the child, and she’s been anxious.

As soon as she entered the house, Jiang Xiaoxiao went straight upstairs.

Old Mrs. Song was very happy.

"Don’t be in such a hurry. The child is in the room. When we left earlier, the child was already asleep, and someone was watching over him."

Old Mrs. Song understood well enough, which mother can bear not seeing her child for such a long time?

If it were her, she would be the same.

When they received the news, the old couple were stunned; who would have thought that when they’d already given up hope, they could suddenly receive such joyful news that the two children were still alive and well.

When they rushed to the hospital and saw that the children were in good spirits, and didn’t have any injuries.

Old Mrs. Song cried her heart out.

She had never cried like this in her life, holding her grandson and granddaughter-in-law, crying so heartbrokenly that everyone in the ward felt embarrassed, never having seen Old Mrs. Song like this.

Even Old Song couldn’t console his own wife.

Old Song choked up, thinking how strong his wife is; she had never cried like this even when her eldest daughter-in-law passed away, though Old Mrs. Song cried, it was not this intensely.

It was as if she scooped up all the water from the Yellow River.

Even Old Song himself was moved to tears, had it not been for the constraints of his identity and usual dignity, Old Song would have wanted to go off to the side and have a good cry.

The grandson was back.

All those worries and sadness in their hearts vanished.

Most people can’t easily feel this kind of emotion.

This feeling of regaining what was lost makes one’s heart flip-flop. Anyone with a heart condition would probably have it act up.

Jiang Xiaoxiao gingerly opened the door, imagining the little one asleep on the bed, but that wasn’t the sight she saw.

Tang Yuan lay supine on the bed, the diaper wrapped around him long gone, hearing the door open, he turned his little head towards the door. His gaze was innocent yet confused.

Mrs. Wu was beside him changing his diaper.

Meanwhile, she was using warm water to wipe his little bottom, softly soothing Little Tang Yuan.

"Tang Yuan, be good now; your mommy will be back soon. Your mommy and daddy are coming back. Our Tang Yuan is a child loved by everyone. You must be wanting to see your mommy, right?"

After cleaning his little bottom, she took a diaper and deftly changed it for the child. Old Mrs. Wu had been caring for him for several days now, her movements now skillful.

Little Tang Yuan lay there, docile, not making a fuss while being changed, only letting out a few soft sounds with Mrs. Wu’s movements.

Jiang Xiaoxiao’s arrival quickly alerted Mrs. Wu that someone was there.

She turned and saw Jiang Xiaoxiao walking over, picking up Tang Yuan who was still kicking, gently cradling him in her arms, her brows and eyes softened, speaking to the child patiently.

"Tang Yuan, mommy is back! Did you miss mommy?"

The once reckless Jiang Xiaoxiao suddenly disappeared, becoming that ordinary woman newly apprehensive and nervous in her role as a mother.

Tang Yuan’s birth allowed Jiang Xiaoxiao to truly experience what it meant to be a qualified mother.

This experience felt different from what she had known as a mother in the past.

A young life depends on her care and attention at every step; she hadn’t thought about what kind of mother she would be, yet here she was facing such a significant event.

This feeling of holding her son, regaining what was lost, filled her heart with emotion.

Little Tang Yuan seemed to recognize his mother.

Slightly annoyed, he kicked his feet and hummed, expressing his dissatisfaction for a while.

Finally, under Jiang Xiaoxiao’s gentle care, he peacefully fell asleep in his mother’s arms.

Mrs. Wu watched, tears brimming in her eyes.

Jiang Xiaoxiao couldn’t bear to show a hard face to someone who had tried so hard to care for her child when she wasn’t there.

Knowing this elder had such a close connection to her, she really couldn’t bring herself to speak harshly.

"Thank you!"

Even though she hadn’t used any special titles, Mrs. Wu still wiped her tears, feeling moved.

She replied repeatedly.

"Why thank me? It’s only right, it’s only right, Xiao Xiao, whatever we do is right."

Song Moting’s entry made Old Mrs. Wu stop speaking.

No matter how much they wanted to care for Jiang Xiaoxiao, care for Tang Yuan.

Wanting to acknowledge the child involves a major scandal, touching upon several families, so they couldn’t casually do so.

Song Moting and Old Mrs. Song came in together.

Seeing Mrs. Wu’s reddened eyes, Song Moting expressed his gratitude kindly.

"Grandma Wu, thank you and Grandpa Wu for these days, I’ve heard from grandma that you and Grandpa Wu have been with my grandparents, comforting them, helping care for Tang Yuan, truly, thank you very much."

Mrs. Wu wiped her eyes, "Oh, you child, I’ve already resolved my issues with your grandma, no grudges between us. To put it simply, I am like your grandma as well. These things are what I should do, don’t mention thanking. Your family’s Doctor Jiang saved my grandson’s life, for us, Doctor Jiang is a great benefactor.

To me, she’s like my granddaughter. So, helping care for my family’s granddaughter’s child, her family, is what I should do. You two have suffered. Spend good time with your child, the child will be one month old soon, we should throw a month’s celebration. Celebrate and dispel the bad luck."

Mrs. Wu didn’t know about Mr. Fan’s passing.

"Let’s forget about Tang Yuan’s month celebration, Xiao Xiao’s grandfather passed away in all this mess. We’re arranging the funeral in the coming days, I’m afraid we won’t have the heart for the child’s month celebration."

Song Moting gently conveyed the news, he wasn’t being deliberate, it was out of kindness.

Mrs. Wu was greatly shocked; no wonder Jiang Xiaoxiao looked a bit downcast, it’s been extremely difficult for her.

Jiang Xiaoxiao held Tang Yuan, "Grandma Wu, I’m afraid we’ll need your help to care for the child a few more days for my grandmother. Once things are settled on our side, we’ll then have time to fully devote ourselves to caring for the child."

Jiang Xiaoxiao felt she shouldn’t keep others away.

From this life-and-death matters, she suddenly realized how unpredictable life can be.

Watching others face life and death, and confronting her own family passing away, had different feelings.

All she understood now is that rebirth doesn’t mean everything changes.

Appreciating those before you is what matters most.

At times, in this world, is there really so much right and wrong, so many grudges?

It’s unnecessary to go to lengths to clear things up, define a clear right or wrong.

Recognizing doesn’t matter.

Actually, Jiang Xiaoxiao understood Mrs. Wu and Mr. Wu’s intentions toward her.

Since everyone treated each other as if they were family, does it matter whether they formally acknowledge one another?