Chapter 871: Chapter 527: "Revenge" from Master Huo? Affection from Elders (Part 2)
Guantang Villa
The next early morning, as the sky was just getting light, Jiang Jinsang got up as usual for a run and exercise. He saw that Old Shen was already awake and had no intention of waking them up, so he was planning to go out to buy breakfast for the two of them. Seeing Jiang Jinsang coming out, naturally, the two went out together.
They strolled around the small park once and then went to a nearby breakfast shop. Old Shen saw him expertly order a few items that Tang Wan liked to eat and smiled with satisfaction.
At his age, he knew deeply how important it was to have someone understanding and caring by his side.
The two walked towards the community, with Old Shenâs hands behind his back, he whispered, "Xiaowu... thereâs something I want to ask you seriously, just us grandfather and grandson, letâs talk heart-to-heart, be honest with your grandpa."
"Go ahead."
"What do you think of Xiaohuo? You must know him better than I do. Not as a friend, but as a husband, what do you think of him?"
"Do you want the truth?" Jiang Jinsang chuckled.
"Of course, just speak objectively and impartially."
"As a husband, he might not be very good!"
The straightforward remark made Old Shen raise his eyebrow uncontrollably. He still thought Jiang Jinsang might pick the good to say, but hearing this, he couldnât help but straighten his back, piqued with interest, "Why do you say that?"
"If he doesnât get transferred back to Beijing, heâs basically not at home for most of the year. If my little aunt marries him, it would definitely be harder if they have kids in the future..."
"Iâm afraid if my little aunt gives birth in the future, he wonât be able to be by her side. Pregnant women are very fragile and need care. Aside from sending money back on time every month, Iâm afraid he wonât be able to do anything else."
"During the childâs growth, there might be a lack in paternal love."
...
Jiang Jinsang completely criticized Huo Qinqi, which made Old Shen frown involuntarily.
Although those were also truths, listening to them made him feel uncomfortable.
"Thatâs determined by his occupation, besides, every occupation needs someone to do it," Old Shen said.
"Heâs not a thoughtful or considerate person; how can he take care of a wife?"
"But he can cook, and thatâs not too bad."
"He doesnât know how to chat. Living with him, wouldnât it be dull?"
Old Shen pursed his lips, "Actually, in a family life, being reliable and steady is more important."
Jiang Jinsang found his words amusing, "Grandpa, you asked me to speak objectively and impartially, but I see youâre defending him everywhere, already biased."
Old Shen choked on his words...
And Jiang Jinsangâs next words directly exposed his thoughts, "Actually, in your heart, youâve already recognized him as your son-in-law. You know how he is, so why ask me?"
Old Shen snorted coldly, "I thought you were friends; youâd praise him a bit, but you kept saying bad things about him."
"I thought youâd like to hear it, whoâd have known youâve already considered him one of your own."
"You..." The old man was exasperated and didnât say anything.
After going home, Tang Wan was still puzzled about how both of them went for a walk early in the morning and why grandpa came back all puffed up. She looked at Jiang Jinsang, and he just shrugged without saying a word.
Tang Wan pursed her lips: Could it be... grandpa is being prideful again?
**
When the three brought breakfast to the hospital, the old lady had just finished washing up, and who knows what she was chatting about with Huo Qinqi, he seemed to be making her exceptionally happy.
Even Tang Wan found it surprising. How did Huo suddenly become so eloquent?
When Jiang Jinsang passed by Huo Qinqi, he commented, "The books you sent are very useful."
Getting along well with the future mother-in-law was naturally a good thing, and someoneâs tone was not without a hint of show-off.
"Itâs good that itâs useful."
After Jiang Jinsang said this, he found a place to sit, listened to their conversation, and silently took out his phone, opened a certain app, and added one book after another to the cart.
When Huo Qinqi got home from the hospital, it was no surprise that he received another pile of books, still noted with: [Jinsang Adds Flowers].
He gritted his teeth, pondering what would be good to give Jiang Jinsang in return.
Before Jiang Jinsang and Tang Wan even got home, they received a call from a furniture company, asking if they were home, as something ordered needed their personal signature upon delivery.
When they got home, they found someone had sent them a baby crib...
If it were a complete crib, it would be fine, but it was all parts: wooden boards, screws, and even a hammer and other tools, clearly meant for DIY assembly.
Tang Wan looked at the pile of things, a bit dumbfounded, what is all this?
"Can I ask who bought this? If itâs a friend, we can thank them later." Tang Wan smiled at the person from the furniture store.
The staff checked and immediately told her, "It was a gentleman named Huo Qinqi."
The person boldly used his real name.
Looking at the pile of materials for the baby crib, Tang Wan felt a bit of a headache, and at this time, Huo Qinqi happened to call, saying that a while ago, he troubled them to take care of Shen Shuci and didnât know what would be a good gift, so he chose this, thinking it would definitely be useful in the future.
The main thing was, this person said it with full justification, saying it was all handmade, embodying the parentsâ love for their child.
It would show more sincerity than a regular baby crib.
Tang Wan, being pregnant, obviously couldnât be at home hammering away, so the task naturally fell on Jiang Jinsang.
And he said confidently:
"I believe with Xiaowuâs love for the child, making a baby crib should be a piece of cake."
Directly pushing Jiang Jinsang to the moral high ground, as if not building the crib meant he didnât love his child.
"And besides, someoneâs too idle usually..."
"I also figured Iâd find him something to do; he should move around more since heâs not in good health." Saying it with an elderâs tone, as if caring for the younger generation.
Tang Wan looked at Jiang Jinsang: "What happened between you and Brother Huo again?"
"Weâre quite good," Jiang Jinsang forced a smile from the corner of his mouth.
He didnât expect, instead of sending books, Huo Qinqi would send him such a thing.
*
Jiang Cuo and Jiang Jiu originally thought theyâd no longer need to act as âcontractorsâ after leaving Jiang Chengsi, but unexpectedly, one day Jiang Jinsang suddenly called them over.
The two were quite cheerful, thinking their big brother finally remembered them.
But seeing the other sideâs room filled with wooden boards, screws, and Jiang Jinsang studying blueprints, they were a bit dumbfounded.
There was a sense of an inescapable fate.
When did their big brother become interested in these kinds of things?
Renovating over there, assembling furniture here? Arenât finished baby cribs nice? Why bother with this? So bored?
The crib was assembled quickly, and Jiang Jinsang seemed to find new joy in it, making quite a few DIY items. Later, when the child was born, he even made some small toys for the little one.
Although these things embodied fatherly love, they couldnât escape being criticized numerous times by a certain crooked little tree, which nevertheless had a significant impact on his later life, but thatâs a story for another time...