Harmony

Wang Yunzhong didn’t stop what he was doing. He turned to look at the old lady and said, “He’s not coming.”

“What do you mean?” The old lady’s expression turned cold. She elbowed Wang Yunzhong and frowned. “Didn’t I ask you to call him? Why can’t you call him back?”

“It’s New Year’s Day today. If he doesn’t come back, where will he go?”

Wang Yunzhong couldn’t help but sigh. “If he’s not coming back, he must be staying at Chunfen’s for the holidays. Where else can he go? I called him, but he said he didn’t want to come back.”

Only then did the old lady understand Wang Yunzhong’s words. Her grandson must have lived at Jiang Chunfen’s place for a long time and became distant from them.

Otherwise, why would he not come back for such an important festival?

“Look, I told you not to let Zichen move over back then, but you didn’t listen. Now, he’s not even coming home!” The old lady felt uncomfortable and muttered.

Wang Yunzhong knew that the old lady missed her grandson. It was mainly because Wang Zichen rarely came back during this period. Old people had many thoughts, especially someone like the old lady, who could be more crooked than others in everything.

“Mom, Chunfen’s house is also Zichen’s home,” Wang Yunzhong explained. “Besides, Zichen said he would come back to see Grandpa and Grandma tomorrow. He just feels that the holidays are too cold for Chunfen and Zimeng. There’s nothing wrong with feeling heartache for his mother.”

How could the old lady listen? Even if her two daughters-in-law were pregnant now, who knew if they would give birth to a boy or a girl? Wang Zichen was the only grandson in the Wang family, so she naturally had to treasure him.

Especially since they were not living together now, she was afraid that Jiang Chunfen would say something unpleasant in front of Wang Zichen. When the time came, he would not have his own opinions. If he believed everything the adults said, what would happen?

“You’re the only one who’s not anxious and angry. When you don’t have your son anymore, let’s see who you want him from!” the old lady muttered fiercely.

Wang Yunzhong snorted indifferently. “How can I lose my son? Even if he’s been living outside, he’s still my son. Alright, he’ll be back tomorrow. He didn’t say that he wouldn’t be back.”

With that, Wang Yunzhong carried the tea set out of the kitchen. The old lady glared at Wang Yunzhong from behind and muttered to herself, “Everyone in the family is heartless. No wonder Zichen isn’t willing to come back.”

At Jiang Chunfen’s house…

Wang Zichen was reading a novel on the sofa in the living room while Wang Zimeng was playing Lego on the floor.

“Brother, Dad didn’t call you to ask you to go back?” Wang Zimeng suddenly looked up at Wang Zichen and said.

Wang Zichen answered without looking up, “Why should I go back?”

Wang Zimeng: “It’s a festival today. Didn’t Dad ask you?”

Wang Zichen pursed his lips and said casually, “He did. Called me early in the morning, but I said I wouldn’t go visit today. I’ll go back tomorrow.”

Wang Zimeng raised her eyebrows. “Grandma will be angry.”

“Anyway, I don’t want to go back.” Wang Zichen sat up and looked at Wang Zimeng. “It must be boring at home this year. If both aunts won’t go, only Uncle’s family is left. I only saw the wife he married once at the wedding and haven’t seen her since. And that Qianqian. I’m annoyed just by looking at her. If I can avoid going back, I don’t even want to go back tomorrow.”

Wang Zimeng smiled and nodded. “I understand you. Moreover, you have so much freedom with Mom. At least she won’t force you to study all the time. At least you have some time of your own.”

“That’s right.” Wang Zichen snorted. “This way, my results will improve instead. Before, Dad, Grandpa, and Grandma forced me to study. My results didn’t improve at all.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Zichen looked at the time. It was almost noon. He couldn’t help but shout into the kitchen, “Mom! Why isn’t Uncle Qiao here yet?”

When Jiang Chunfen heard the commotion, she poked her head out of the kitchen and looked at the two children. “Don’t be anxious. He said that he would be here before noon, so he will be. Let’s wait a while longer.”

Unexpectedly, as soon as she finished speaking, the doorbell rang.

Wang Zichen and Wang Zimeng’s eyes lit up. They knew that Qiao Yuan was there and stood up to open the door.

Seeing this, Jiang Chunfen couldn’t help but smile helplessly and come out of the kitchen.

“Uncle Qiao, happy New Year’s Day!”

It was Qiao Yuan. He was wearing a black woolen coat. As soon as he entered, he brought in a cold aura. However, the smile on Qiao Yuan’s face was exceptionally warm. He was holding gifts in his hands and handed them to the two children. “Happy New Year’s Day. It’s a gift from Uncle Qiao.”

“Thank you, Uncle Qiao.” The two of them smiled and thanked him in unison.

Seeing this, Jiang Chunfen couldn’t help but look at Qiao Yuan and say, “Just spoil them. You always find an excuse to buy things for them.”

Qiao Yuan naturally took off his coat and hung it at the side. When he heard this, he smiled and said, “As long as the children are happy. Besides, today is New Year’s Day. I can’t come empty-handed. There have to be New Year’s gifts.”

“You have too many excuses. Do you have to give them something for the Spring Festival as well then?” Jiang Chunfen asked.

The smile on Qiao Yuan’s face deepened. “I won’t give them gifts for the Spring Festival. I have to give red packets instead.”

Qiao Yuan had successfully infiltrated Jiang Chunfen’s inner circle, it seemed. Putting aside the fact that Wang Zimeng was sensible, Wang Zichen had already completely accepted him.

Of course, this was directly related to his efforts. He did not completely treat the two children as children. Most of the time, he interacted as a friend.

As a result, Wang Zichen didn’t tell Jiang Chunfen some things, but he was willing to tell Qiao Yuan.

He had his system of interacting with Wang Zichen and Wang Zimeng. He would not cross the line too much, but he was closely related to them.

Compared to this, Xu Qianqian was on a completely different level.

This way, Jiang Chunfen’s deepest concerns were dispelled. At first, she was most worried that Wang Zichen would object to her finding someone else. Now, seeing that he was so intimate with Qiao Yuan, Jiang Chunfen could finally devote herself to her relationship with Qiao Yuan with no worries.

Bai Zhou’s apartment was probably the liveliest place on New Year’s Day today.

The few people who did not know about the New Year’s Day culinary competition were also forced to take part.

Bai Zhou initially thought that after the number of people increased, he would gain some advantage. Unexpectedly, these people knew how to cook.

“After this period of hard work, the two dishes you trained hard for can barely be eaten!” Chi Lian teased Bai Zhou.

Bai Zhou stared at Xiao Zhen and asked tentatively, “Xiao Zhen, you can make those two dishes simply even with your feet. They shouldn’t be bad, right?”

Xiao Zhen was strict. When he heard this, he only glanced at Bai Zhou and answered calmly, “Even if it’s not delicious, it shouldn’t be worse than yours. I heard that Chi Lian tried your dishes and almost left this beautiful world.”