【嬲】(27. Abundant harvest)

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(27) Harvest
Flowers bloom and fade, always following a process. The trajectory of birth, aging, sickness, and death is like spring, summer, autumn, and winter; everyone
has their own story. These stories, whether overt or covert, occur in the vast sea of humanity.
A trip to the beach ended prematurely, with a return home. The reason was simple: the situation involved Li Xia. This problem was
somewhat serious and thorny. Her vomiting and physical reactions inevitably led people to consider the possibility of pregnancy.
However, Li Xia herself didn't seem upset; she was still herself, still the same cheerful and talkative woman.
Those around her, however, were not as optimistic.
They returned home in silence, arriving at five in the morning. Li Xia and Zong Jian were alone in the bedroom. Li Xia asked
her husband, "If the test shows I'm pregnant, should we keep the baby?" Out of respect, Li Xia asked
her husband; perhaps feeling guilty towards him, she was rather polite.
Zong Jian, after all, didn't think as much as Li Xia. Besides, he had no idea what was hidden in this
situation. He thought for a while, his mind racing, and finally remembered that afternoon back in his hometown. He
said to Li Xia, somewhat dejectedly, "That afternoon, I drank too much. And what a coincidence! We just
didn't use contraception that one time, and then..." He trailed off, unsure how to continue.
Li Xia looked at her husband, her body involuntarily leaning into his arms, feeling his strong chest, and
said gently, "Don't think about it so much. We'll discuss it after the checkup. You should rest first."
Zong Jian sighed, got out of bed, put on his shoes, and said, "I'll have a cigarette and then go to sleep."
Zong Jian walked out of the bedroom and saw his father standing on the balcony smoking. He went over, lit a cigarette,
and looked down at the hazy night view of the neighborhood.
Wei Xi noticed his son's gloomy expression and asked, "What's wrong?"
Zong Jian glanced at his father and casually said, "Nothing." Wei Xi could tell he was troubled.
This couldn't be hidden from Wei Xi. Currently, Wei Xi's main task is to stay clear-headed and not lose his
composure.
Thinking of this, Wei Xi asked, "Is Xiaxia still vomiting? She should rest this morning. Take her
for a check-up this afternoon, just in case she caught a chill or had an upset stomach after eating seafood."
Zong Jian also had this plan in mind, intending to take his wife to the hospital for a check-up to see if she was pregnant
. The accuracy of those so-called pregnancy tests was questionable, especially since she was still breastfeeding. Therefore, Zong Jian couldn't
be sure if his wife's claim about her period was accurate; everything would have to be determined by a hospital diagnosis.
The father and son discussed this amongst themselves, each with their own thoughts. Until confirmation, they could only take it one step at a time.
The more than ten-hour return trip had indeed left Zong Jian extremely exhausted. He fell into a deep sleep shortly after lying down
. Li Xia settled the child, closed the bedroom door, and went to her father-in-law's room.
The half-open door was pushed open, and Li Xia saw her father-in-law lying in bed. Hearing the door open, he turned his head to look at her
. She sat down on the edge of the bed, silently surveying the room.
Seeing this, Wei Xi sat up and asked, "Why aren't you resting? You have to go to the hospital for a checkup this afternoon."
Li Xia softly hummed in agreement and turned to look at Wei Xi. In Dashan City, she had explained the situation to Wei Xi
. This afternoon, while her husband was sleeping, she wanted to hear her father-in-law's opinion again.
After sitting for a while, Wei Xi broke the silence, asking, "Have you and Jianjian reached a decision?"
Li Xia's eyes were incredibly clear, her large, bright eyes seeming to speak volumes, radiating intelligence. She said,
"Zongjian will accompany me to the checkup this afternoon to see the results! He didn't say anything specific, but I guess he'll discuss
abortion with me. After all, he drank too much that day… Have you considered keeping the baby?"
She took Wei Xi's hand and placed it on her stomach.
After more than a month, her stomach hadn't changed or reacted at all; there was nothing to feel.
But Li Xia still pulled Wei Xi's hand over, letting him feel the condition of her belly.
Li Xia, now dressed in pajamas, her body barely concealed by the thin fabric, revealed
her exquisite figure without needing to look closely. She was still as young and vibrant as ever, still the gentle and beautiful woman.
Wei Xi trembled slightly as he placed his hand on Li Xia's smooth, soft abdomen. Even through the thin fabric, the warmth of her body
reached his hand. He stared wide-eyed at it, his rough hand gently caressing the
place that had been pressing against him, the place that had once captivated him, the place now nurturing life.
Alone with Li Xia, Wei Xi no longer needed to hide his emotions. He excitedly asked, "Tell me, is it really
mine?"
Li Xia glanced at her father-in-law, then reached out her soft little hand and pulled the large hand that was caressing her belly to her heart.
She let him rest it on her full breasts, feeling her heartbeat. She smiled gently, playfully scolding, "Zong
Jian was drunk back then. He didn't shoot as deep as you, nor was he as ruthless." Her smile bloomed like a peach blossom in March, breathtakingly beautiful
.
Hearing Li Xia's words, Wei Xi felt a surge of intoxication. Given the circumstances, it was impossible to confirm who had conceived
the child. Yet, Li Xia's words deeply resonated with him, filling him with overwhelming joy. It was
the heartfelt joy a man feels upon learning of a woman's pregnancy, a
joy that also contained a man's desire for conquest and possession. More than thirty years ago, before Jianjian was born, when his wife was pregnant, Wei Xi had experienced the same ecstatic joy.
Wei Xi's hands covered Li Xia's breasts. Large, swollen breasts, nipples erect, incredibly elastic
and wet, completely overflowing his palm. Those who had never touched those two plump breasts
could not possibly grasp their imposing presence. He excitedly cradled Li Xia's full, white breasts, his memory drifting back to more than thirty
years ago. "Honey, do you think it's a boy or a girl?" He still
vividly remembered saying those words to Jianjian's mother .
Touching her belly, Wei Xi couldn't help but rest his head on Li Xia's stomach. Listening to the sounds inside,
in the quiet bedroom, joy radiated from Wei Xi's face; he was so happy.
After listening to the movements for a while, Wei Xi glanced around the living room and whispered, "Do you think it's
a boy or a girl?" This seemingly unnecessary question, coming from his mouth, couldn't hide his...
Overwhelmed with excitement,
Li Xia softly said, "It's so young, how would you know?" The gentle Li Xia leaned against Wei Xi, truly
like his wife, a smile spreading across her face.
"Yes, the child is indeed too young," Wei Xi nodded repeatedly.
However, amidst the joy, Wei Xi felt a pang of sadness. He wasn't completely out of his mind; he knew what he should
and shouldn't do. But thinking of the consequences, his heart began to clench.
Should he keep the child in his daughter-in-law's womb?
Wei Xi struggled intensely with this question. His expression shifted from great joy to a somber one,
his lips slightly parted, twitching incoherently, leaving onlookers bewildered.
Jianjian was an only child. Years ago, because his wife's health had deteriorated, they hadn't had a second
child. Wei Xi felt his son was somewhat lonely, and he deeply longed for a second child, someone to
care for him and someone to accompany him in his later years. But fate had other plans.
Years later, the woman is pregnant again, and it is highly likely that this child is his own flesh and blood,
his offspring.
He hopes that his children and grandchildren will have a good life, that the family will be happy, and that they will be reunited. Emotionally,
although this child may very well be the product of his incestuous relationship with his daughter-in-law, he still wants it. Having already committed an
immoral act, he no longer cares about the child. Whether the child calls him "Dad" or "Grandpa,"
it's all part of the family.
However, from another perspective, the circumstances and situation at the time were not entirely his doing.
His son was involved, and he had physical contact with his daughter-in-law while intoxicated. Not to mention,
during the National Day holiday, they were exposed to seawater, and without his knowledge, they had another encounter at sea.
Wei Xi isn't stupid; he can't ignore the medical probabilities.
Can he keep the child? Wei Xi keeps asking himself this question, his inner struggle intensifying.
"Do you want this child?" A gentle voice whispered in Wei Xi's ear. His hand was still on her
full breasts, feeling their richness and the pounding of her heart.
Wei Xi stared into Li Xia's eyes, seeing only maternal tenderness and a woman's gentleness. His face
contorted with sorrow, he clenched his teeth and sighed, "The child! Oh!"... As he spoke, he wept
.
The usually strong Wei Xi was now like a helpless child. Tears streamed down his face, and
he tilted his head back, closing his eyes tightly. Sobs escaped his lips, tears streaming down his cheeks.
Seeing this strong man shed such vulnerable tears, Li Xia gently stroked his eyes, pulled him into her
arms, and softly stroked his head, like a mother comforting her child.
At that moment, Li Xia understood Wei Xi's heart. She let Wei Xi rest against her chest, letting him release his emotions
. His repeated "I'm sorry" shattered Li Xia's heart.
Li Xia choked back tears. She cradled Wei Xi's head, staring into his eyes, and said, "Wei Xi,
ever since I gave myself to you, I haven't regretted it. The moment you stole my heart, I didn't
care about anything else."
Wei Xi gasped for breath, his eyes tightly shut, trying to control his tears. Feeling
Li Xia's small hand wiping his eyes, he slowly opened them. He took a deep breath, sniffling, and said,
"I can't bear it."
Looking at Li Xia's tear-streaked face, Wei Xi felt a pang of heartache and reached out his hands to gently wipe away her
tears. He didn't want to see a woman cry, especially not the woman he loved.
Looking at his hands, wet with his daughter-in-law's tears, Wei Xi licked his fingers, wanting to taste the tears
, wanting to draw his heart closer to hers.
Li Xia withdrew her small hands and hugged Wei Xi. She whispered in his ear, "Is it salty? Those
ten thousand years were too long. The tears hidden in my heart have finally flowed out for you. Everything will be alright
. My man, don't be sad." Her tender words quietly seeped into Wei Xi's heart, comforting
him while also comforting herself.
Perhaps feeling too heavy-hearted, Li Xia pushed Wei Xi away again. She pouted, "Don't be like this, you're a
grown man, crying like this, making my heart ache with you. Even though I've decided not to keep the child, I
still need you to take care of me during my postpartum period."
The rainbow after the rain is always so beautiful, seemingly unattainable yet within reach. Wei Xi sighed and
embraced Li Xia. A release of emotions ensued, and the two people in their illicit relationship pressed together, body and soul.
He examined himself, feeling the petite woman in his arms. As dawn approached, Wei Xi finally calmed down
. He said firmly to Li Xia, "No matter what happens, I will take care of you until I can no longer move.
" This was a man's vow, a promise Wei Xi made to Li Xia. Perhaps only they could truly understand the tenderness and comfort they felt
. Before dawn, in Wei Xi's room, their two hearts intertwined
, their vows of love sparking a warm glow that lingered for a long time
...
Night and day passed, and Wei Xi and Li Xia resumed their lives, their lives continuing.
At the hospital, the test results were as expected: Li Xia was pregnant. After discussing it, they decided
to abort the child; it was a last resort. After scheduling the surgery, Zong Jian accompanied his wife back and
told Wei Xi the news.
Wei Xi's eyes widened, and he asked in surprise, "Xia Xia is pregnant? Why do you want to abort the child?"
Zong Jian briefly explained the situation. Wei Xi remained silent throughout, until his son
explained the serious consequences. He then spoke, "If you can avoid abortion, do so; it's bad for a woman's health. Your mother
passed away because of gynecological problems, which eventually led to her death from overwork." At this point, Wei Xi fell silent.
His father's words made sense, and Zong Jian knew about his mother's postpartum illness. But he had caused
this himself while drunk; he couldn't blame anyone else, he could only suffer the consequences.
The father and son sat silently on the sofa, the atmosphere incredibly heavy. Seeing the father and son in the living room, their hearts heavy...
Li Xia waved to the father and son, saying, "What's wrong now? Why are you all so nervous?"
Zong Jian smiled bitterly and replied, "It's just that I have to accompany you to abort the child!"
Li Xia glanced at them, pouting, and said, "It's not a big deal. Look at you two, like you're on your way to the execution
ground. Alright, alright, it's not like you're getting stabbed. I don't want to see you looking so miserable."
Li Xia gave her husband a look, pulled him aside, and asked him about the old man's condition. Zong Jian
recounted the whole story.
No wonder his father was upset; this miscarriage involved postpartum complications. Otherwise, why would he be so anxious and
worried? Li Xia comforted her husband, told him to cook, and went to comfort the old man herself.
Zong Jian didn't know how to comfort his father, so he could only follow his wife's instructions, closing the kitchen door and
letting her comfort his father.
Li Xia leaned back on the sofa and whispered to Wei Xi, "Alright, your son went to cook
. Stop looking so gloomy."
Wei Xi was silent for a moment, then whispered, "I know, I know."
He fell silent, head bowed, one hand supporting his forehead, his body trembling.
Hearing her father-in-law's words, Li Xia thought for a moment and said, "I know your heart. Didn't I say...?
What's wrong?"
Seeing Wei Xi covering his eyes and trembling, Li Xia gently nudged his arm and softly
called out, "Wei Xi, why are you crying again!"
Seeing him rubbing his fingers, Li Xia saw tears in the old man's eyes. She knew that Wei Xi was moved;
the feelings buried deep in his heart had erupted once more.
Li Xia gently comforted him, "Alright, alright, you're such a grown-up, don't cry like that. It would
n't be good if your son saw. I know you care about me, you have me in your heart, okay? Don't cry, don't cry." Li Xia gently
reassured him, handing him a tissue from the coffee table. She herself was also moved and shed a couple of tears.
Her father-in-law was a meticulous man, always thinking things through before acting, and rarely did anything without considering
the consequences. This time was an exception. Li Xia wasn't sure who the child's father was, after all, both father and son
had been intimate with her. This situation was truly complicated and unexpected.
Yet her father-in-law shed tears several times, tears of heartache for himself. How could Li Xia remain unmoved?
She wiped her eyes, choking back tears, and said, "Don't cry. If you cry again, you'll break my heart. Do
you like seeing me cry?"
Hearing Li Xia's soft sobs, Wei Xi wiped away his own tears and sighed, "My heart aches. I can't bear to see you
hurt."
At this moment, the old man spoke with genuine emotion. His heart was heavy at that moment. Although he couldn't see
any movement in Li Xia's belly, the test report clearly stated "pregnant," a fact that was certain and could not be changed
.
A heartfelt call and a reliance on her soul, Li Xia closed her eyes and said to Wei Xi, word by word,
"Chengcheng is a child, and so am I. I do have a bit of a father complex, but I've already made you
the man who will stay by my side. Your shoulders, your care, your gentleness—I've given my body to you. My
heart belongs half to Jianjian and half to you. This time, when this happened, let's not blame ourselves, let's
face it bravely. I want you to take care of me during my postpartum period, as compensation, okay?"
These words, striking at her heart, came from Li Xia's lips; they were her true feelings, and also an explanation to Wei Xi
. Wei Xi silently gazed at Li Xia, and said earnestly, "Since I came to the city with you, I've done
things that I'm sorry to you. As an elder, doing such things is truly wrong. But deep down, I love you.
I'm someone who has experienced life and death; aside from lust, you have a place in my heart. I love you
." The words "I love you" came from Wei Xi's mouth, so earnestly and solemnly. A former
soldier, now an old man, spoke these words with a gentle tone beneath his serious expression
.
Li Xia chuckled
, "Silly girl, I know you have feelings for me. Take it easy, don't let Jianjian see, that wouldn't be good."
The beautiful woman's smile was like a spring breeze; her face was still so delicate, her almond-
shaped eyes bright, her small red lips incredibly sexy. Her lovely expression made one want to hold her in their hands, afraid
she would melt away.
The report's results, a second chance at love, everything became clearer. In front of her son, behind his back—this
transition facilitated the subsequent developments… 　　Li Xia cried out, "I don't want to eat anymore, I don't want to eat anymore, look at me, I'm almost a fat pig!"
Everyone 　　loves beauty, and Li Xia truly cared about her physical changes. Her pale 　　face after the abortion had now recovered. This was entirely thanks to Wei Xi's meticulous care. It could be said that Wei Xi used all his 　　skills, bringing out a whole host of blood-nourishing and energy-boosting foods, ensuring thorough nourishment at every meal, as if he wanted to 　　replenish all the blood and energy Li Xia had lost in a single day. 　　Since his son left home for work, Wei Xi's role had shifted from father-in-law to husband. Chengcheng and Li 　　Xia became his entire focus. While caring for his grandson, he even supervised Li Xia's life. 　　His daughter-in-law's meals and clothing were all prepared according to the standards expected during her postpartum period. 　　Wei Xi smiled and said, "Eating more will help your body recover, be good," as he 　　fed Li Xia spoonfuls of pig's blood soup. No wonder Li Xia protested this force-feeding method. 　　Li Xia pouted and refused, her big eyes occasionally glancing at Wei Xi, displaying a childlike mischievousness. Wei Xi, 　　holding the spoon, looked at her gently and teased, "Where do you look like a fat pig? I see your body hasn't changed much, but your chest 　　has gotten fatter, hehe." 　　Giving Wei Xi a glare, Li Xia obediently took a bite, muttering, "You think you're 　　so smart? You think you know everything? My breasts are big, humph." Her fair face was chubby and rosy, which was a good thing for Wei Xi 　　. 　　He was happy that his daughter-in-law recovered quickly, happy that she was plump and healthy, and even more happy with her pleasing 　　face.

Li Xia didn't inform her maternal grandparents immediately about her pregnancy and abortion. As a married couple with a child
, they felt it unnecessary to trouble the maternal family; this was
a decision made after discussing it with her husband. That's how things are; often, a well-intentioned concealment is beneficial for both parties.
This sudden incident prompted Zong Jian to conduct a thorough self-examination, almost to the point of writing a report.
His repeated confessions and repentance made Li Xia quite uncomfortable. Ultimately, Li Xia couldn't bear it any longer and made a request,
which led to Wei Xi taking care of her during her postpartum period. The whole process seemed casual, but in reality, it
was meticulously planned.
The affair ended there—a brilliant move. Often, a well-intentioned concealment is also for the sake of the
family... The vegetable garden in the backyard of
their
hometown was neglected and rotted. While Wei Xi was cleaning up the mess in the backyard, her son
called. On the phone, Zongjian told his father he was going to stop by and pick up Lixia from her maternal grandparents' house.
They arrived around 10 a.m. Lixia and her mother were playing with Xiaochengcheng. Seeing Wei Xi
arrive, the maternal grandmother greeted them warmly, chatted for a while, and then went to buy groceries. Zongjian called Xiaoyong
and was about to call his father-in-law when Lixia stopped him.
She said, "His grandfather is playing chess downstairs. Go and call him back."
Thinking it made sense, Zongjian put away his phone and went out.
Wei Xi looked around the maternal grandparents' house, then walked into Lixia's bedroom. Despite having a child, the small
room was quite cozy and clean, showing the homeowner's care. Wei Xi asked with concern, "
Haven't you touched cold water these past few days?" As he spoke, he noticed a sealed card on the desk.
Lixia said with a grin, "You've said that so many times, don't you realize how long it's been?"
Picking up the laminated card, Wei Xi turned his head and said seriously, "It's only been a little over a month,
we should be careful. Your health is important, don't always make me worry."
Wei Xi finished speaking seriously, but with a smile. It wasn't serious at all; his tone was like coaxing a child, but the
meaning was obvious. Li Xia giggled and snatched the laminated card,
saying in rapid succession, "I know, I know."
Looking at the beautiful woman before him, Wei Xi's mood brightened. With a loving expression, he pointed to the laminated
card and asked, "What does it say? Why didn't you let me see it?"
With a sweet tone, Li Xia said, "I just didn't want to show it to you," but she still handed
over the colorful card.
On the palm-sized card, two people were holding hands, strolling on the beach. The sign also read, "Loving
you for a lifetime isn't enough, perhaps I loved you too much in a past life. Loving you for a lifetime isn't enough, even if we
grow old together in a single glance. Loving you for a lifetime isn't enough, I want to be tied to you in the next life."
Seeing this, Wei Xi chuckled at Li Xia, "Pretty romantic. You young people are so energetic!
"
Li Xia snatched the sign from Wei Xi's hand again, leaving Wei Xi bewildered. Li Xia raised an eyebrow,
giving Wei Xi a flirtatious look, and said, "This is a song, isn't it? A theme song from a TV series I watched many years ago. I thought
it was pretty good, so I put it on here."
Looking at Li Xia's sexy lips, Wei Xi licked his lips, said "Oh," and then continued staring
at her.
He hadn't seen her like this for a while. The perceptive Li Xia could easily sense Wei
Xi's thoughts. She looked at Wei Xi and slowly closed her eyes.
Silently, Wei Xi and Li Xia's lips met. They kissed each other passionately and intimately
, sharing their joy and secrets in their intertwined breaths. Though it was just a kiss,
the scene was incredibly tender, and a unique feeling welled up inside them.
After having lunch at the child's maternal grandparents' house, Zongjian and Lixia decided to leave. With Chengcheng's first birthday approaching, and
to make up for their wedding anniversary, Zongjian took his wife, child, and father to a photo studio.
As they entered, a deep voice said, "Oh, Brother Wei is here. This way, please. Hehe, this
must be the old man, right?" The person had already walked over as he spoke.
Seeing this person, Zongjian smiled, "Brother Zhao, I didn't expect you to be here today. Of course
, we're planning to take some portraits of the child and a family photo."
Zongjian busied himself introducing his father and Brother Zhao to each other, while Lixia also greeted them while soothing the child.
Brother Zhao gave a thumbs up and said, "Grandpa's in good health. I heard from Brother Yang that he
was a soldier, but seeing is believing! Hey! Your wife is still so slim, but Brother Wei
, you've gotten much fatter. Do you still play soccer?"
Wei Zongjian replied, "I still play soccer after graduating from university and starting work, but I don't exercise as much anymore, and I've
gotten a bit of a belly."
Brother Zhao said, "Brother Wei, you've been lacking exercise. Back in the day, you and Brother Yang were so impressive on the field."
Zongjian smiled and said, "High school was a lot of memorable. Now Brother Yang is abroad, and I haven't heard from him for a while
. I wonder how he's doing.
" Brother Zhao smacked his lips and said, "Brother Yang is getting on in years, and he's still not married. He always says he's not in a hurry.
Speaking of Brother Yang, he's just not interested in marriage. Such a handsome young man, you could say he's career-oriented and
has a lot of luck with women, but he just won't get married. Sigh, never mind, I'm here today, I'll take care of things for you."
Brother Zhao was a truly generous and open-minded person. He not only greeted Zong Jian but also brought
tea to Wei Xi and the others, displaying the utmost hospitality.
He turned on the heater, and Xiao Chengcheng, changing outfits several times, cooperated fully for
the photos under Li Xia's coaxing. Brother Zhao couldn't help but stop, pointing at Xiao Chengcheng and saying to Wei Xi,
"Uncle, your little grandson is really obedient. Look at him, he'll definitely be a handsome man when he grows up.
" Wei Xi smiled broadly, "Brother Zhao, you really know how to flatter people. Thank you for your hard work." Brother
Zhao waved his hand and said, "Uncle, even though I didn't go to high school, we've known each other for over ten years
. Don't be so formal."
On and off the field, everyone was busy taking Chengcheng's photos. At this time, as Zongjian had requested, the whole family
changed into their uniforms.
Brother Zhao privately gave Zongjian a thumbs-up and said, "Brother Wei, you're so thoughtful! Taking such a
memorable family photo for the old man, I admire you, brother.
" Zongjian chuckled and said, "Luckily, Brother Zhao prepared these old-fashioned military uniforms for me in advance, fulfilling my brother's wish.
Let's get together in a few days, my treat."
Hearing this, Brother Zhao took Zongjian's hand and said, "Let's not talk about that, brothers. Come on, let's take a family photo,
the old man will be happy." After saying that, Brother Zhao called out to Wei Xi, "Grandpa, sister-in-law, let's go over
here and put on some light makeup, then take a family photo." With that call, preparations began.
In peacetime, there was no need for overly complicated background patterns. The backdrop was a pale image of locust
trees. Zong Jian stood behind his father, holding his child and wife, while Wei Xi sat upright in a chair, head held high.
Zhao Ge, fiddling with his camera and staring at the people on the screen, gestured and called out, "Brother Wei,
your hat's a little crooked. My nephew's a bit restless. I'll wait for you."
Hearing the call, Wei Xi turned around. His grandson nestled in his son's arms, wriggling and fidgeting, his hands
grabbing at his hat. Zong Jian shook his head, trying to avoid his son, while constantly trying to hold onto Xiao Chengcheng's wrist.
Wei Xi stood up, glancing at his son and then at his daughter-in-law. He saw the smile in Li Xia's eyes;
her rosy cheeks were incredibly pretty, and Wei Xi felt a sweet warmth in his heart. Just now, Li Xia had already
adjusted her husband's hat twice, but each time her son's hands had crooked it. Seeing her father-in-law stand up, she glanced at Wei
Xi and let him have the job.
Zongjian pleaded with his father, "Dad, help me again, put my hat on properly. Stop grabbing it, stop
grabbing it!"
Wei Xi was secretly delighted by his son's plea. He grabbed the green brim of the hat and helped his son put
it on. Looking at his son, he saw a dashing, soldierly air about him. Wei Xi nodded and
smiled at his son, "That's good now, hat on properly."
He then kissed his grandson on the cheek and said, "Chengcheng, be good, don't grab Daddy's hat,
we'll go home soon. This little guy is getting impatient, hehe." Favored by his grandfather, the little guy
stared at Wei Xi with his big, dark eyes and chuckled. This commotion made everyone laugh.
Seizing the opportunity, Brother Zhao shouted, "One, two, ah, go!" With a few clicks and flashes of the camera
, the family photo was taken. In the photo, Wei Xi sits upright in a chair, wearing a neat green
military uniform, a kind and approachable smile on his face. Behind him, his son and daughter-in-law hold their grandson, also in
green uniforms, their smiles equally warm.
The family photo has a touch of the 1980s. Looking at the simple, neat uniforms in the photo on the computer, Wei Xi and Li
Xia exchange a secret glance, the meaning in their eyes quite intriguing.
Meanwhile, Zong Jian and Brother Zhao are catching up, when the song "Always Taking from You, But
Never Saying Thank You. Only After Growing Up Did I Understand Your Hardships. Every Time I Leave, I Pretend to Be Easy.
Smiling, I Say Go Back, But Tears Fill My Eyes as I Turn Away..." plays outside. Hearing the song, Brother Zhao says to Zong Jian, "Listen to
this song, it's so well sung."
Zong Jian nods, deeply moved, and says, "Yes. My father really had a hard life. I just hope his
later years can be more fulfilling. Yes, Brother Zhao, thank you."
Brother Zhao stared at Zong Jian, then punched him lightly, laughing, "You, after all these years, your temper is still
the same. Do we brothers need to say these things? Your heart is good; the old man knows it."
Zong Jian smiled憨厚ly, watching his father and wife walk out the door and get into the car, truly
content. In Brother Zhao's words, "Brother Wei, you're so lucky in this life..."
The bright autumn sun was still warm. In the car, waiting for Zong Jian, Li Xia looked at
Wei Xi in the passenger seat and muttered, "How did it feel to personally cuckold your son just now? You bad old man."
As Li Xia spoke, a blush rose on her beautiful face, like a ripe fruit waiting
to be picked. Isn't this the season of harvest?
(The End)

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