Before the meal was finished, Yang Qianyu left first.
Back at the hospital, the ward was lively and full of laughter.
The three children got balloons from nowhere, and they blew, blow, and blow hard with their cheeks bulging.
When the balloon is inflated, hold the mouth of the balloon, lift it up, and let go.
The balloon immediately "puff-puff-puff" like a fart, and the whole room was filled with crazy monsters.
Feng Moyan, who was usually such a majestic and stern person, actually had a lot of fun playing with the children.
However, his balloon farted and flew away, and the children picked it up for him.
Yang Qianyu stood outside the door and looked at it for a while. After she had calmed down, she opened the door and went in.
"Mom! Mom, you are back!"
"Mom, look, we are playing a balloon blowing competition! Just to see whose balloon can fly high and far, hahahaha! It's so fun!"
"Mom, come on, give me one, let's compete!"
It was getting late, and she wanted to say it was time to go back, but seeing the children's high spirits, she couldn't bear to pour cold water on them, so she had to take the balloon and join in this childish and mindless game.
So, two people, three people, and five people blew up the balloon together. After blowing it up, they raised it high together, and then let it go "one, two, three" together.
Five balloons "puff-puff-puff" farted over each other and flew around the ward.
Yang Qianyu's mood suddenly improved.
"Mom is so awesome! Mom wins!"
"Come on, come on! I want to play again, and I want to win this time!"
Yang Qianyu looked at the time. It was almost nine o'clock. She could only remind: "We will play three more times. No matter whether we win or lose, we have to go home and go to bed."
When the little guys heard this, they pouted and said, "We have to go back so soon!"
"We haven't had enough!"
Yang Qianyu imitated the way they talked, "But dad is still a patient and needs to rest early. Otherwise, if he doesn't recover well, he won't be able to stand up quickly and play with us."
Upon hearing this, the children immediately became sensible, "Then I want my dad to get well soon! Let me sit on his shoulders and fly on the plane like before! How cool!"
After playing for three more times, the children were still not satisfied, but they were obedient and did not make any more noise.
Feng Moyan could see that Yang Qianyu had something on his mind, but he was busy sending the children back and had no time to care and ask questions.
After all the little ones had put their schoolbags on their backs, they turned around and saw their mother standing beside the hospital bed, and their father holding her hand with a look of reluctance on her face.
"mom……"
"Shh!"
Xixi was about to say, "Mom, it's time to go," but Xiaoyu silenced her in time and stopped her.
But Yang Qianyu still heard it, turned around to look at the children, and then looked back at someone: "It's too late today, I'll be early tomorrow..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard the voice of his eldest son behind him: "Mom, you'd better stay with dad. We can go back by ourselves."
"Ah?" Yang Qianyu was startled, turned back to look at the children, eyes widened, "You guys go back by yourself?"
"Yeah, just let Uncle Quan pick us up. Anyway, it's not the first time we're alone at home." The little guy spoke in a very mature tone, as if they were used to being "abandoned".
Xixi reacted at this moment, looked at her father lying on the hospital bed, and said something shocking: "It turns out that my father is the legendary 'giant baby'. I feel that he needs our mother more than us."
Yang Qianyu's face was shocked again, and she couldn't laugh or cry.
Turning around, he saw someone's mouth twitching, pretending to be dignified: "Feng Yuxi, who gave you the courage to mock your father every day?"
"Huh!" The little girl crossed her arms and tilted her face to the side, "Anyway, that's what I saw."
Mr. Feng was not polite: "Okay, you go back by yourselves. Your mother belongs to me tonight."
Yang Qianyu frowned, "How can this be done? I still have to go to school tomorrow."
"What kind of school will I go to tomorrow Saturday?"
She was startled and then remembered that tomorrow was Saturday.
It's only been two days since school started, and it's the weekend again.
When the little ones heard that they would not go to school tomorrow, they pouted and were unhappy, "Why do we have to have a holiday right after school starts! I like going to school!"
“I love the nutritious meals in kindergarten!”
"I like the handsome physical intelligence teacher in kindergarten!"
Yang Qianyu put a hand on her forehead and looked at her daughter with some worry... Could this mean that she will really be a love-minded face control person in the future?
Since there is no school tomorrow, the children also actively asked their mother to stay with their giant baby father. Yang Qianyu thought about it and had no choice but to call Ah Quan.
Not long after, the three brothers and sisters lined up and said their goodbyes.
Yang Qianyu sent the children away, came back and looked in the direction of the hospital bed, speaking in a low and gentle tone, "What's wrong with you? Your daughter is laughing at you for being a giant baby."
Speaking of her daughter, Feng Moyan snorted pretending to be dissatisfied, "I think Feng Yuxi's heartless demeanor is all inherited from you."
"What do you mean? That I'm heartless?"
"Why, are you still unjust?"
Yang Qianyu was too lazy to argue with him, but thought of another question, "Did you choose your daughter's name?"
"What if?"
Yang Qianyu thought thoughtfully, "How did you come up with the word 'rain' in your name? Simply because it sounds good?"
Feng Moyan looked at her, his dark eyes deep and penetrating.
The room was quiet for a moment, and then he said: "Actually... what is registered in the household registration book is the language of Yu, Feng Yuxi."
Yang Qianyu was stunned and looked at him steadily.
"I think you understand what it means. At that time, I thought you had passed away, and I wanted to use my daughter's name to commemorate you." But because the two were divorced, and because he didn't really face himself at that time.
She has a deep heart, so she claims to be "Feng Yuxi" to the outside world.
The room was silent. Yang Qianyu was silent for a long time, feeling moved and regretful at the same time, "We... missed a lot."
"Yes, at that time, I was young, frivolous, and headstrong. I thought that no matter how I treated you in this life, you would never leave me. It wasn't until I completely lost you that I realized how wrong I was."
She walked over, sat down by the bed, couldn't help but hold the man's hand, and sighed quietly: "We are very lucky, you know... once some people are missed, it will be a lifetime, and it will be a shortcoming that can never be made up for."
Feng Moyan understood her so well. Seeing her melancholy expression and her eyes losing color, she asked distressedly: "You mean... about your mother and that Mr. Zhuo?"
"Yes." She nodded and told Zhuo Yueluan the truth she learned during her meeting at night.
"Maybe because I was still young at the time, my mother never told me this, but she was unhappy, unhappy, and unhappy, but I could feel it even at a young age. You said that when she died,
Never thought that on the road to hell, you would meet your loved one? But when you actually set foot on the road to hell... you will find that the person you love is not there..."
When I think about my mother not being able to stay with the love of my heart when she was alive, I think that the two of them have long been separated by yin and yang.
When he passed away, he still could not meet the other person, because that person was still in the world, still separated by yin and yang.
She has experienced both sins and pains.
Just thinking about it makes my chest feel tight and the pain is beyond words.