Chapter 736
Chapter 736: Chapter 3 Space-Time Coordinates_2 Chapter 736: Chapter 3 Space-Time Coordinates_2 It was a flurry of finding familiar faces in the hospital, securing a private room, running errands, and even cuddling someone else’s newborn baby, all while slipping them a hefty red envelope.
Yingjun went abroad to study around the age of fifteen or sixteen, and her parents barely saw her more than a few times a year.
Not to mention Yingjun was different from other kids, maturing early, becoming independent early, not the type to cling to her parents, which made Yan Mei and Zhao Ruihai feel quite empty.
They barely endured until their daughter turned 21, graduating and coming home with success in her studies; they hoped she would join the system to unfold her ambitions, staying with them, making up for the years of emotional absence.
But what happened really…
The day after she returned to the country, the girl ran off to Donghai City to start her own cosmetics and fashion company, leaving Zhao Ruihai furious, feeling that so many years of raising his daughter had been for nothing, that he had raised her in vain.
The rift between father and daughter started then, and they didn’t speak for a long time.
It wasn’t until New Year 2023, when Zhao Yingjun came home for the holidays and told her parents about the harrowing experience of leaping over the highway overpass, teetering on the brink of life and death…
Zhao Ruihai thought long and hard, and finally understood.
He was about to turn 60, and although his position meant retirement was still a long way off, a position could only prolong the age of retirement, not life.
Simply considering the age of 60, he was already an old man.
Sigh.
Thinking he himself was getting old, grandchildren would have their own blessings, being safe and healthy was far more important than anything…
success didn’t necessarily have to be within the system.
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With this realization he became more open-minded, and as he grew older, he matured mentally, which naturally resulted in an improvement in the tense relationship between father and daughter.
Otherwise, why would the old couple be so eager for Zhao Yingjun to get married quickly and start having children?
Mainly because Yan Mei and Zhao Ruihai were getting older, and according to Yingjun’s plans…
Zhao Ruihai might only see his grandchildren being born when he turned 70.
What else was there to look forward to!
An old skeleton, who could neither run nor carry, how was he to play with his grandchildren?
Zhao Ruihai definitely wouldn’t say these things out loud.
But in fact, he was even more anxious than Yan Mei; looking at his peers, one by one cradling their grandchildren, and many even having their second child in kindergarten…how could he not be anxious?
How could he not be envious?
“Hello, it’s me.”
In the back seat of the Red Flag car, Yan Mei called the villa’s housekeeper:
“Go see where you can still buy children’s clothing at this hour…well, not children’s clothing, but something for a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl, height between a meter fifty-five to a meter sixty, quite thin…
I haven’t raised kids in so many years, I can’t estimate the weight, no specific idea, just use your judgment, buy several sets, it’s okay to get more.”
“Then, get in touch with the villa community’s doctor, we’ll be there in no more than ten minutes, have the doctor wait for us there, to give a little girl a check-up, see if there are any serious health issues.”
Ten minutes later.
The Red Flag car arrived at the upscale villa community, where the housekeeper was already waiting at the entrance:
“Mr.
Zhao, Ms.
Yan, the community doctor is already inside, is the little girl in the back seat?
Let me carry her down for you.”
“No no no, I’ll do it.”
Zhao Ruihai immediately tossed the car keys to the housekeeper, then opened the rear door, and lifted the soaking wet little girl in his arms:
“Park the car for a moment, I’ll take the young lady to see the doctor.”
He ran to the living room, with Yan Mei closely following.
After a while, the community doctor shook his head:
“There’s nothing wrong with this little girl…
there are absolutely no issues with her body, all indicators and conditions are very normal, she’s very healthy, with steady breathing and heartbeat, no symptoms of food or gas poisoning…
there’s no need for worry.”
Yan Mei took a sigh of relief but then puzzled:
“Then why doesn’t she wake up?
After all the commotion on the way, how could she possibly be sleeping so soundly?”
The community doctor smiled:
“Kids, you know, sometimes they’re growing, and if they’ve been particularly active during the day, they can easily become exhausted and fall into deep sleep, it’s normal and varies from person to person…
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Since there’s no problem with the vital signs, no fever, no injuries, no inflammation, just let the child sleep, she’ll naturally wake up when she’s had enough rest.”
“If she’s still not awake by tomorrow morning, contact me.
I’ll check what the issue might be, and if necessary, we’ll go for a systematic hospital check-up.
I’ll take my leave now.”
After the doctor left, Yan Mei carried the little girl into the bedroom, wiped her down, dressed her in a new set of clothes, and laid her on the bed, covering her with a blanket, allowing her to sleep comfortably.
She even touched her forehead, indeed no fever.
“Have you changed her clothes?
Can I come in now?”
Zhao Ruihai asked from outside the door.
“It’s done, come in, Old Zhao.”
Zhao Ruihai then entered the room.
Seeing Yan Mei sitting quietly by the bed with a smile on her lips, silently gazing at the endearingly familiar little girl…
the more she watched, the more adorable, the more she liked her!
Zhao Ruihai came closer and nudged Yan Mei:
“Move over a bit, let me have a look, too…
This young lady really is beautiful, naturally charming, just like a porcelain doll.”
“And she feels so familiar!
She really resembles Yingjun when she was young…
Although they’re not completely identical, tell me, if Yingjun has a daughter in the future, our granddaughter…
could she look like this?”
Yan Mei couldn’t take her eyes off the little girl’s sleeping face, unconsciously showing a kind and tender smile: “Daughters take after their mothers, so it’s not strange for her to look like Yingjun.
Otherwise, why would I be more and more fond of this young girl the more I look at her?
There’s truly a sense of closeness, as if she’s already part of our family…
It’s hard to describe that feeling, it’s just very familiar.”