Chapter 54 Is the Prodigal Son Returning for Money?
Chapter 54: Will the prodigal son return home in exchange for gold?
Ever since Cao Ruixiang vowed to change his ways in front of Nan Yanshu's mother and daughter, he has indeed taken care of his wife personally as he said, except for some more important receptions. Cao Tingyu returned home this summer,
Nan Yanshu can already stand up with the help of the servant.
"Look, baby, mommy can stand up!"
Now Nan Yanshu has some flesh on her face, her complexion has become rosy, and her eyes that had completely lost hope have regained their light. It can be seen that Cao Ruixiang really takes good care of Nan Yanshu. Looking at today's mother
, Cao Tingyu was happy from the bottom of her heart. Maybe it was true that her father wanted to change his mind and start a new life. Can you give him a chance? It should be possible, right?
"That's great. Mom, I'm so happy for you."
Cao Tingyu smiled and walked over, helped her mother sit in the wheelchair, and pushed her to the elevator. The elevator was installed by Cao Ruixiang later to make it easier for his wife to get up and down. Mother and daughter walked slowly along the road in front of the door, Nan Yanshu
Looking up at the sunlight filtering through the gaps in the leaves, she had forgotten how long it had been since she had felt this kind of warmth penetrating her body and mind.
Cao Tingyu turned to the right at a fork in the road. She remembered that there was a garden there with her mother's favorite roses and cornflowers. Now is the season when roses are in full bloom. I think her mother will be happy when she sees them.
After turning another corner, the brocade-heavy rose flower stand came into view. The arched aisle made people walk inside like a dream garden. As Nan Yanshu and her daughter walked, they discussed what kinds of roses were called and what their characteristics were.
"This one is Daotie, this one is Qianye Bai, that one is two-color rose, and that one is Lu Chuan Baoxiang..."
When Nan Yanshu saw Qiangwei, her eyes were as bright as a child's when seeing a favorite toy. She excitedly introduced various varieties of roses to her daughter. The smile on her face was something Cao Tingyu had never seen before.
Her mother's happiness is so simple, but except for what she had before marriage and during the first few years of marriage, she has never touched the edge of happiness in more than ten years! Thinking of this, Cao Tingyu felt a sense of sadness and pain in her heart. Her mother was really doing everything for her.
Bear the humiliation and bear the burden.
The mother and daughter were halfway through shopping when they suddenly heard the sound of a camera and saw that it was Cao Ruixiang who had taken a picture of the happy scene between mother and daughter.
"Why did you come here? It's really easy for me to find you."
Cao Ruixiang came over with a smile and showed his wife the photo he had just taken. Nan Yanshu felt sour in her heart. Cao Ruixiang never took a photo of her again after the marriage. She vaguely remembered that when the two were passionately in love, Cao Ruixiang would take any photos of her.
He took her around for a while, and even though it was only around the city, Nan Yanshu felt happy. And every time he went to a beautiful place, he would take a lot of photos of himself. What impressed her most was wearing white
Wearing a sleeveless floral dress while walking on the path between two rose ponds, the photo taken by Cao Ruixiang suddenly called her back to capture it is still her favorite.
Cao Tingyu saw sweat on her father's forehead, and it seemed that he had been looking for them for a long time. Cao Ruixiang bent down and felt the tenderness of his wife wiping his sweat. People who also came to the garden to play in the garden all sighed at the deep love between the two of them.
"It's been a long time since our family took a family photo. In order to live up to the beautiful scenery here, let's take one, shall we?"
There was no arbitrary decision, and there was even a hint of flattery in it. Nan Yanshu couldn't help but blush, she took a deep breath to hold back her tears and agreed with a smile. Cao Ruixiang quickly went to find a passerby for help.
"One, two, three, eggplant!"
There was a continuous clicking sound, and the figures of a family of three were frozen in the photo changing different positions. Cao Ruixiang gave the other party two hundred yuan as a thank you.
Passerby: "It's just a trivial thing. It's not enough to thank you."
Cao Ruixiang: "No, no, no, you have helped us a lot, you must accept the money!"
After some pushing and pulling, the person who helped take the photos accepted the money and left happily.
"I will develop the photos when I get back. I haven't done this for many years, so I don't know if it's unfamiliar."
The family of three returned home at sunset. Cao Tingyu looked at her joking parents. The parents held hands lovingly and the child ran naughtily in front. This was the happy scene she had always longed for. But missing it is missing it. No matter how her father makes up for it now,
It can't make up for the lost childhood. A figure walked out from behind a sycamore tree, looking straight at Cao Tingyu's back.
The dishes on the dinner table in the evening were all liked by Nan Yanshu and Cao Tingyu. Since Cao Ruixiang carefully observed his daughter when he had dinner with his daughter last time, he learned that none of the dishes she liked, so he asked the servants and the chef when he came back.
After analysis, I roughly know what dishes my daughter likes. This meal was very heartwarming for the family.
After seeing her father's attentiveness and consideration for her mother with her own eyes, Cao Tingyu decided to give her father a chance a month later. For the sake of her mother and herself, there was unprecedented laughter and laughter in the Cao family villa.
At the end of July, Cao Ruixiang invited his daughter to have dinner together.
"Tingyu, why haven't you seen Mr. Ftruda come to see you recently?"
In the private room, after giving his daughter two pieces of pot-wrapped pork, Cao Ruixiang asked casually.
"I have made it clear to him that I don't like him and will not have any consequences with him. Naturally, he will not come to me."
Cao Tingyu didn't think much about it. The ordinary pot-wrapped pork tasted particularly delicious.
"I think Mr. Ftruda is very good. He is young and promising, has a successful career, and is good-looking and talented. He is a good candidate."
Cao Tingyu glanced at her father strangely, wondering why he said that.
"If you don't like it, you just don't like it. It has nothing to do with his career or appearance."
"You really don't think about it anymore? He will also be of great help to you in taking over your family company in the future."
Cao Ruixiang drank a glass of white wine, closed his eyes and enjoyed it very much.
"A capable person does not need help from outsiders!"
Cao Tingyu said it categorically, and she felt vaguely uneasy in her heart, but she didn't know exactly what she was uneasy about.
"You are still too young. You have to suffer a loss before you know the consequences of being stubborn."
Cao Ruixiang looked at his daughter lovingly, shook his head and looked helpless.
After returning home, Cao Tingyu soaked herself in the bathtub, closed her eyes and searched for the uneasiness in her heart. Is her father going to be cute again? But it doesn't look like him, and she has noticed how much he has taken care of her mother in the past month.
It doesn't look like he's pretending.
"So annoying!"
He slapped the water to relieve his irritable mood, and suddenly the image of Ftruda appeared in his mind. His clear eyes were full of sadness, which was the look he looked at himself when the two people finally parted.
The office was dark, and Ftruda was sitting on the office chair with her head bowed in thought. She was still the same, no, she seemed to be a little different, and her previous melancholy was gone.
The screen of the mobile phone on the table lit up, showing a message from an unknown phone number.
"Be careful!"
I called but no one answered. What should I be careful about? Who should I be careful about? Could it be that she is in trouble soon?
Futruda was thinking wildly and pressed her finger on the dial button without pressing it. In the dark room, a man sent the same message to Nan Yanshu again. He looked at the message that the message was sent successfully and laughed softly. He picked up the table.
In the photo frame above, there is a woman standing under a willow tree holding a baby about one year old. Although the woman is smiling, it is easy to see the bitterness contained in it.
Nan Yanshu showed the message to Cao Ruixiang and asked him if he had offended anyone. Cao Ruixiang thought about it carefully and thought that he had always been cautious, so he could not think of anyone he had offended.