AWB Chapter 969: Collecting Names
Chapter 969: Collecting Names
"Hello, Mr. Lu."
Special Assistant Lin took the initiative to come forward and say hello.
Xiao Pang was a little excited and stretched out his hand to Master Lin: "Nice to meet you. I have a lot of things to trouble you to do next."
Assistant Lin smiled and said, "This is what I should do."
Xiaopang called Lin Tezhu into the room and the two discussed for a long time.
Finally, my colleagues came out of the room very satisfied.
Meng Wantang did not let Master Lin leave, but instead kept him at home and had a simple meal with him.
After dinner, Meng Wantang and Lu Qingye drove Xiaopang to school.
"Mom, please go back. I'm going in."
Xiaopang got out of the car, waved to his parents, and then walked into the school. A tall little boy ran over from behind and walked side by side with Xiaopang. I don't know what they said, but the two children smiled at each other.
Then they walked towards the school together.
Meng Wantang stood at the school gate and watched quietly for a long time, until she could no longer see her son. She turned back to the car with a sense of loss.
"I used to think that this child was very introverted and only liked to play with older kids. He usually stayed with his brothers. I was particularly worried that this child would be a loner. In addition, since he was such a good student, would he not be able to make friends with some outgoing kids?"
Lu Qingye didn't quite understand her thoughts.
But he respected their ideas.
"Now you can rest assured. You see, your son is still very popular in school. So many little boys like to play with him."
Meng Wantang nodded with a smile on her face, but what she didn't say was that she was indeed relieved now.
She was really worried that her child would be too withdrawn.
There is no friend in school who does nothing but study.
"Where are we going next?" Lu Qingye asked while sitting in the driver's seat.
Meng Wantang said: "I am going to Zhao Mingpu's home today. I am going to give Zhao Mingpu's mother acupuncture. His mother's disease is quite serious. Fortunately, I have seen similar cases before, and it is not impossible to treat."
Meng Wantang was talking about having seen such a patient in her previous life.
She was deeply impressed at the time, and after learning from the teacher, she remembered all of it in her mind.
I thought I would never encounter such a disease again, but I didn't expect to encounter it again now.
"Then I'll take you there."
Lu Qingye drove Meng Wantang directly to Zhao Mingpu's house.
When they got there, Meng Wantang turned around and said to Lu Qingye, "It will take some time to treat the old lady. If you feel bored, you can drive out for a walk. Come back to pick me up in about an hour. Zhao Mingpu's house is just down the road from here. Do you see it? It will be the same if you come back to pick me up after you've taken a walk."
Lu Qingye got out of the car before she could finish her words.
"How long can I stay at home? At most a month. After this month, I have to go back. It may even be earlier. I don't value time. I spend more time with you, but you still want to go out and play. How can that be?"
Meng Wantang couldn't help but burst out laughing when she heard this.
She laughed so hard that her body shook.
Lu Qingye stood aside and looked at her lovingly: "Is it so funny?"
He asked speechlessly.
Meng Wantang nodded vigorously and said loudly: "I just feel that you are different from the past. How could you say these things in the past? Your mouth is harder than a clam shell. I asked you ten questions and you couldn't say a single word."
"In the past, that was because we were still relatively unfamiliar with each other. It's different from now."
Lu Qingye said it openly.
"After all, all people are like this, they all go from being strangers to being familiar with each other. Alas, the emotions of this era are really pure. There may not be love, but there is definitely family affection."
Lu Qingye held Meng Wantang's medicine box in his hand, and the couple walked side by side towards Zhao Mingpu's house.
When she arrived at the door, Meng Wantang knocked.
The door was suddenly opened from the inside, and a tiny kid stood inside, smiling at the two of them.
"Doctor Meng, you are here?"
The child did not call him boss or factory manager.
He called the doctor directly.
Little did people know that Meng Wantang’s favorite name is to be called “Doctor”.
"Didn't you go out to play?"
Meng Wantang asked Zhao Jiang with a smile, and took out a bag of White Rabbit candy from her pocket and stuffed it into the child's hand.
"It will probably take me an hour to treat your grandma, so take these candies and go out to play with your friends."
Meng Wantang knew that sometimes children couldn't stand loneliness. Because they were temperamental, they always wanted to go out and play. Even if they were just following behind others, they felt very happy.
Zhao Jiang's eyes lit up and he hesitated.
Mrs. Zhao's voice came from the room: "Zhao Jiang, just go out and play. We don't need you at home."
"Well, grandma, I'm going out to play. I'll be back before Dr. Meng leaves."
The child is really sensible.
He waited until Old Mrs. Zhao nodded before turning around and running outside.
Lu Qingye looked at the child's back and spoke to Meng Wantang in a low voice.
"This kid has a good temper."
There is no need to feel inferior when wearing other people's old clothes.
It can be seen that this child is a child with a very strong heart.
"Children born in such families, even if they live in poverty, are not spiritually barren at all. Such children often have very strong spiritual cores. No matter how big the difficulties they encounter in the future, they will not be stumped. They will get up from where they fell. Unlike those flowers in the greenhouse, some rumors and some small setbacks may drive them crazy."
Meng Wantang cared a lot about this, so she put some thought into the training of her sons.
It’s a pity that the kids in the family are too smart.
They didn't have a smooth life. They never experienced the hardships they had when they were young. Even if they grew up to be elegant and graceful young men, they were still very secretive.
"But we have to teach our two daughters well. Girls and sons are different. If your son goes out to walk at night, you don't have to worry about his safety. If two little girls walk at night together, you will be worried. Sometimes I give birth to sons. I want sons not because I don't like girls, but because I like girls too much. That's why I don't want to have children. I'm afraid that if I bring them into this world, they will not enjoy happiness, but suffer instead."
Lu Qingye reached out and held her hand, then held her in his arms and gently stroked her back.
"Other children may have to endure hardships and suffer, but our children will never have to. Because you are so kind, our children will be very strong inside. Even if Huanhuan and Lele meet bad people when they grow up, they will definitely be able to survive."
Lu Qingye still hopes that his girl can turn into a brilliant flower.
Without wind and sun, they would not bloom so dazzlingly and brightly.
Meng Wantang nodded slightly, then walked into the room with a smile on her face.
She began to give the old lady acupuncture.
Lu Qingye sat in the outer room instead of going in, and when he heard any noise inside, he helped out.
Lu Qingye didn't feel bored at all when listening to Meng Wantang chatting with the old lady. Instead, he felt as if he had met another Meng Wantang.
She was one way when she was doing business, another way when she was at home, and another way when she was treating patients.
She seems to have a thousand faces, each one is her, and each one is different.
Every time she showed another side of herself, Lu Qingye felt fresh.
After treating old lady Zhao, Zhao Jiang came back.
The child was very polite and walked them both to the door.
Meng Wantang got in the car and leaned on the passenger seat, with a hint of fatigue in her eyes.
"If you're tired, just take a nap. I'll pick you up when we get home. You don't have to worry about what will happen after you fall asleep."
Lu Qingye's words gave Meng Wantang an infinite sense of security.
She doesn't feel that she is working hard or feeling tired, because it is indeed much easier for her to make money than for others.
She didn't feel tired, but her body was actually protesting.
Subconsciously, her mental state has always been tense.
My father used to live in Dongguan.
My mother’s health is not good, and my aunt is busy in the hospital, so several children need her care.
She wasn't actually very tired, but she was under a lot of mental pressure, fearing that something might happen accidentally.
Then she would have to be completely busy.
Even when I sleep I feel restless.
Coupled with the joyful birth, she felt a little bit of postpartum depression.
She has tried hard to be optimistic and constantly adjust her mood, but this kind of thing cannot be changed instantly by your own efforts.
She is always optimistic and positive, probably because her life is full of love.
Even though it has experienced many tragic things, the little seedling that was loved by its family when it was young has grown up healthily.
Meng Wantang is very strong inside.
That was a strength that even he himself hadn't realized.
She came over, but still left some traces.
Hearing Lu Qingye's words at this moment, she gently closed her eyes, and her body and mind relaxed like never before.
It was as if all the pressure around me disappeared.
Meng Wantang closed her eyes and fell asleep in seconds.
Lu Qingye looked at her in surprise, with only heartache in his eyes.
He drove back home without waking up Meng Wantang.
Meng Wantang slept until the next morning.
When she opened her eyes, she felt as if she were in another world.
"Oh my god, how can I sleep so well?"
Meng Wantang couldn't believe it.
Lu Qingye handed her a cup of hot water and said, "You've worked too hard. Take a good rest and relax during this period. Don't worry about other things. If something really happens, we will come forward."
Meng Wantang didn't feel tired at all.
"Also, don't interfere with your son's name collection. Just let him handle it himself."