Lin Wanyi had the most comfortable sleep.
Without Wang Hao by her side, it was just her mother and her daughter.
Li Suhua, however, stayed awake the entire night.
Looking at the vast expanse of white snow outside the window, she felt a deep sense of panic.
How were they supposed to leave in such heavy snow?
But staying here long-term wasn't an option either.
Liu Chunlan hated her; she could clearly see that.
Yet, she didn't regret making this trip at all. Otherwise, she never would have known that Lin Wanyi was living such a difficult life.
The thought of Liu Chunlan feeding peanuts to Keke made her blood boil.
How dangerous that was!
It nearly cost the child her life.
How could that be acceptable?
With one arm around Keke and the other around Lin Wanyi, she let her tears flow silently.
She was filled with regret and self-blame.
She regretted not forcing Lin Wanyi to stay back then, blaming herself for agreeing to let her marry someone so far away.
She shouldn't have agreed, even if it killed her.
Thousands of miles away from home, whenever her daughter suffered grievances, she could only swallow them silently, without even a single person to confide in.
Her heart throbbed with waves of pain.
Oh, her daughter, just how much suffering had she endured?
And her granddaughter, she had almost lost her life.
She recalled how Lin Wanyi's father kept murmuring right before he passed away:
"You must make sure to ask Wanyi if she is doing well, if she is truly doing well."
Now, she silently told her late husband in her heart:
"She's not doing well. Our daughter is not doing well at all.
"Please protect her from up there. You must protect her."
Wang Hao also didn't sleep a wink all night. That room was too cold; no matter what he did, he couldn't get warm.
He tossed and turned, feeling completely unsettled.
Getting up to check the calendar, he realized something wonderful: Lin Wanyi's period for this month didn't seem to have arrived yet.
She was usually four or five days early every month, but the expected date had already passed this month with no sign of it.
A wave of joy washed over him.
Could she really be pregnant?
He got up bright and early the next morning.
He busied himself alone in the kitchen for a long time. By the time the sun came up, he had prepared a massive table of breakfast.
Freshly steamed buns and mantou, boiled eggs, and rice porridge.
There were even sweet rice balls and sesame balls.
When Liu Chunlan groggily got out of bed, she thought her eyes were playing tricks on her.
"Son, who made all this? Was it Lin Wanyi?
"Damn it, how long has it been since she last cooked? She usually ignores everyone, but the moment her mother arrives, she starts cooking?
"And it's so lavish, too. Heh, no one is allowed to eat it.
"Son, carry all of this into my room and eat it yourself.
"Eat it all yourself, you hear me?"
Wang Hao hurriedly waved his hands.
"Mom, I made this. I made it especially for Wanyi and her family.
"Wait a little while before you eat. We'll all eat together when they get up."
Liu Chunlan was fuming with rage.
"What? You made it? Why would you cook? Why did you do this?
"Haohao, you are a man. You are the one who makes the big money.
"You shouldn't even step foot in the kitchen, understand? Look at your father. Has he ever entered the kitchen in his entire life?
"No, he never has. So you need to be just like him, do you hear me?
"Hurry up and eat. Sit down and eat."
Wang Hao still ignored her and instead warned her:
"Mom, you need to treat Wanyi's family better. Otherwise, if my family falls apart, I won't provide for you in your old age. I absolutely won't."
Furious, Liu Chunlan retreated to her room.
She covered her face and wailed bitterly:
"Heavens! Are they trying to anger me to death? Why are both of my sons like this?
"Why does every single one of them listen to women so much? Why?"
Wang Jianguo was annoyed to death by the noise.
He threw off his blanket:
"Cry, cry, cry! It's the New Year and you're sighing and groaning every single day. If you aren't cursing people out, you're crying.
"Are you trying to cry away all my good luck?
"You damned old woman, I'm warning you. If you can live this life properly, then do it.
"If you can't, then go die!"
