Reborn as the Villain's Wife, I Shine in 80s-Chapter 490 - 474 The daughter-in-law is the most important

Chapter 490: 474 The daughter-in-law is the most important

At this moment, he deeply felt that the conflict between his mother and her still existed, and it was very severe—severe to the point that they couldn’t even have a meal together. He slowly held her hand and said in a low voice, "Sangsang, I’m sorry."

Tian Sangsang didn’t look at him, her expression indifferent. "I won’t eat here at noon."

Jiang Jinghuai hurriedly nodded. "Okay, I understand."

"Do you think I’m being unreasonable again?" She truly wanted to lay it all out with him and say, "I am me, you are you, we can be together, but I won’t deal with your mother." Yet, she couldn’t bear to say it; she feared it would hurt him. Of course, she hoped that without her saying it, he could still understand. Being with him meant she would never compromise.

Jiang Jinghuai embraced her, his arms wrapping around her waist, and kissed her cheek. "No, it’s me who’s unreasonable. It’s me who made you suffer. Let’s not eat here; let’s go home for lunch."

She doubted him. "Do you really mean that?"

He was resolute. "Yes."

"You should stay here for lunch with Yanyan. I’ll go back." Tian Sangsang sighed. "I understand you, and I don’t want to play the villain. I need you, your mother needs you, but there’s only one of you. We can’t divide you in half. So, for now, as long as you take care of both sides, that will do."

"Sangsang." Jiang Jinghuai’s eyes grew warm as he gently embraced her. You actually don’t have to be this generous; you can be a little selfish. "Wait here for me a moment."

"Okay." Tian Sangsang slowly walked out of the courtyard and stood at the gate.

At noon, Jiang Jinghuai would accompany his mother for lunch, while she ate alone by herself. That was the best way. She knew he would stay behind to eat with his mother, but why did her heart still ache so much? His mother was frail and needed comfort, but she was equally fragile and needed comfort too. As she thought about it, tears wetted her cheeks. She reached out to wipe them away, telling herself not to cry.

"Mom!"

Suddenly, she heard her son’s loud and innocent voice.

She turned around in confusion and saw Jiang Jinghuai holding Meng Shuyan’s hand.

Tian Sangsang: "?"

Jiang Jinghuai’s deep, dark eyes gradually gathered with a smile, but their son answered before he could. "Mom, Dad and I will have lunch with Grandma tomorrow. Today, we’re eating with you!"

"But what about your mom?" She hesitated as she looked at Jiang Jinghuai.

Before she could finish her sentence, he pulled her into his arms and said in a deep voice, "Right now, you’re the priority."

Her eyes filled with surprise and delight.

Meng Shuyan raised his head and stared longingly. In his soft voice, he said, "Mom, I want a hug too."

"Yanyan, Dad will hug you." Jiang Jinghuai released Tian Sangsang and lifted his son up.

"Your mom is pregnant now; she can’t hold you."

Meng Shuyan’s expression turned stern. Oh, right, how could he almost forget? How could he let Mom carry him?

The little guy wrapped his arms around Dad’s neck. It had been a while since he’d seen Dad, so he sneaked sideward glances while resting in his embrace. One glance, then another, glance after glance "..."

Jiang Jinghuai had long noticed his son’s curious gaze. Though his face remained serious, he found it amusing internally. "Yanyan, what’s on your mind?" He reached out and rubbed his son’s little head softly.

Meng Shuyan’s face flushed red, embarrassed, and he tucked his head into Dad’s chest without saying a word.

Jiang Jinghuai held him close, his hand gently patting his small back.

Tian Sangsang chuckled as she stood nearby, watching her son’s sparkly black eyes. "Yanyan, later your dad will cook. You have to make sure to taste it carefully."

Meng Shuyan responded enthusiastically, his big eyes blinking. "Since when could Dad cook?"

Jiang Jinghuai’s face darkened.

Tian Sangsang teased shamelessly. "See, even your son doesn’t believe you."

Thus, back at home, Jiang Jinghuai was very motivated to head into the kitchen. Meng Shuyan watched his dad work with practiced ease—the lively fish, with just a quick toss, became limp and barely breathing. His knife movements were impressive, and within moments, the fish was clean of its scales. Even the way vegetables were chopped was neat and orderly...

The little guy’s eyes sparkled. "Dad, you’re so amazing." Slightly better than Chun Zisu; Chun Zisu couldn’t chop vegetables this fast. He wanted to say something else, but for some reason, the words didn’t leave his mouth. At his age, he couldn’t understand his own behavior, even if it was subconscious.

Although Jiang Jinghuai thought this lacked authority, hearing his son’s praise gave him a unique feeling in his heart. It wasn’t so bad. "Go out and wait with your mom. Dad will have it ready soon."

"Okay~ (*╹▽╹*)"

Meng Shuyan had just arrived in the living room when he saw his mom waving him over. "Yanyan, come here."

"Mommy~" He ran over with his little legs and stopped abruptly in front of her.

"Your sister can move now; touch her gently." She laughed softly. She had first felt fetal movement just yesterday, and there it was again today. Though not very pronounced, she wanted to share the joy with her son.

Meng Shuyan’s bright eyes lit up, and he reached out his little hand uncertainly about where to place it. Tian Sangsang guided his hand to her belly, but the baby had gone still.

Meng Shuyan cautiously rested one side of his face against her belly. Suddenly, he felt something protruding against his cheek. Startled, he quickly lifted his face with wide shining eyes, his cheeks flushed red, and pointed at Tian Sangsang’s belly. "Is it my sister, Mom?"

Tian Sangsang replied, "Yes, she’s saying hi to you." They couldn’t confirm the gender yet, but Meng Shuyan was convinced it was a girl, so Tian Sangsang occasionally found herself swayed by him.

Meng Shuyan immediately giggled with delight, still a child himself, laughing like a blossoming flower.

"Little fish, little fish..." He marveled at the idea—a small fish swimming inside Mom’s belly. He found it tremendously amusing and pressed his cheek back against her, babbling like a little chatterbox.

From this moment, Meng Shuyan began to grasp a genuine connection to the marvel of life. It was truly extraordinary!

The family of three joyfully enjoyed a meal together.

That night, as a tiny sprout of life filled their room—a tiny sprout with not a trace of self-awareness—Jiang Jinghuai rubbed his forehead and, for a moment, felt transported back to earlier times. Back then, he also slept with Meng Shuyan, spending countless nights waking up to carry his wife into another room.

"Yanyan, you can’t sleep with your mom; you’ll squash her." Finally able to hold his soft wife, he naturally wanted to cuddle her, but he would have to sacrifice cuddling his son. After all, his son spent much more time with his wife than he did.

Completely oblivious to Dad’s slightly resentful gaze, Meng Shuyan weakly retorted, "Then, Dad, won’t you squash Mom?" Then he turned to Tian Sangsang, his eyes brimming with unshed tears and his lashes glistening. "Mom, I want to sleep in the same room with you. I can share one bed with Dad, while we leave another bed for you."

He believed he was being incredibly thoughtful with this suggestion.

Jiang Jinghuai scornfully eyed his son. Spoiled too much.

"The family is finally reunited, so we should sleep in one room together. Yanyan is right." Tian Sangsang agreed, unable to resist her adorable son, then turned to Jiang Jinghuai and issued her orders with affection: "Bring another bed over, sweetheart~"

Jiang Jinghuai’s dissatisfaction was instantly soothed by her term of endearment.