Tang i returned to the master bedroom on the second floor and imdiately stuffed a small pill into Tang Xiaowan’s mouth, her profound eyes filled with tenderness and a sense of indebtedness.
If it weren’t for the fear of Tang Xiaowan eavesdropping by trailing behind her, she wouldn’t have had to resort to using Chinese dicine pills.
One pill to induce sleep, one to clear it away.
As a child, Tang Xiaowan was very clingy, especially insecure. Every ti Tang i had to go out for work, she had to play a ga of hide-and-seek with her first, and Tang i had to role-play as her mother during the ga; otherwise, she couldn’t leave the house at all.
One ti, when they didn’t play, Tang Xiaowan stubbornly followed the car, running far away, stubbornly refusing to go back.
From then on, whenever Leng Lingxiao visited i Garden, he would play hide-and-seek with Tang Xiaowan, pinch her nose, dress up as a girl, pretend to be her mother, tirelessly and happily.
After a month had passed, Tang Xiaowan finally adjusted and stopped following Tang i when she went out.
Ti flies, and the past is vivid in my mind.
"Tangtang, your Huahua is indeed a person you can entrust your life to. You two must cherish each other. Grandma is waiting to hold her great-grandchild!"
The night was deep, and the bedside lamp was turned off.
Tang i lay down close to Tang Xiaowan, her expression relaxed, in such high spirits that she couldn’t help but reminisce about her own youth.
Two black braids, plain clothes, shoes always polished until they shone.
...
At six in the morning, Tang Xiaowan awoke.
Perhaps scared by the feeling of being abandoned, she suddenly sat up, beads of sweat forming imdiately, only relaxing after seeing Tang i on the single-seater sofa.
"Little lazybones, awake?" Tang i put down her book and walked to the bed.
"Grandma, I’m hungry."
Her voice was sweet, with a touch of whining.
"Alright, then get up quickly."
"Grandma, you must have been a stunning beauty when you were young, adored by everyone, with flowers blooming wherever you went. You have such a great deanor."
Tang i shook her head with a smile, pulled Tang Xiaowan to her feet, and headed towards the walk-in closet.
"What’s wrong, was what I said incorrect?"
"Yes, right, smooth talker!"
After speaking, Tang i began to take out various dresses and compare them against Tang Xiaowan, each one different in style and rich in colors.
While doing so, she kept mumbling to herself that this one wasn’t bad, that one worked too, and actually, the other one was quite nice as well.
Tang Xiaowan grinned throughout.
Right now, she couldn’t care less about which dress looked good; as long as she was with her grandma, nothing else mattered.
"Let’s go with this one. Hurry up and wash up, then try it on."
"Grandma, co with ."
Whining, acting cute, the scene played out once again.
Thus, Tang i was pulled by Tang Xiaowan to the bathroom, and by the ti they returned to the walk-in closet, fifteen minutes had passed.
"Hurry up and get dressed; it’s getting late."
"By the way, Grandma, where is this place? Is it far from Qingcheng?" Tang Xiaowan asked with a giggle, taking the dress.
"Chicheng, Lingxiao Manor. If Cheng Shi is driving, it might take about seven hours. Did you make a bet with Leng Lingxiao again?"
"Yeah, that’s right. He’s such a person, always acting mysterious when he’s got nothing better to do. He’s asked several tis but wouldn’t say, insisting on making others guess. You have no idea how annoying that is."
"Are you an unevolved stone monkey?"
Tang Xiaowan stuck out her tongue wildly, then argued, "I am clearly a Golden Monkey, and it’s Huahua who’s the stone monkey!"
Faced with such a playful Tang Xiaowan, as her grandmother, Tang i suddenly understood how hard Leng Lingxiao had loved over the years – feeling anxious about dropping her if she was in his hands and lting her if she was in his mouth.
But then again, isn’t loving soone wholeheartedly supposed to be like this?
Leng Lingxiao was ten years older than Tang Xiaowan, sotis acting like a brother, other tis like a lover, plus he had watched Tang Xiaowan grow up; naturally, he would be more giving.
"Go change," said Tang i, smiling.
"Then you can’t run away, huh? Just wait here, or else I’ll feel terrible if no one is here to praise when I co out!"
"Hurry up, blabbermouth."
"Oh, I’ll just stay here, then!"
Tang i pushed Tang Xiaowan towards the fitting room: "All right, all right, I get it. Hurry up and go in."
"I’ll be quick, done in a mont."
"Okay, good, close the door."
Although Tang i was right there, almost next to her, Tang Xiaowan still feared her grandmother would leave without saying goodbye. She didn’t dare to close the fitting room door entirely, leaving a small gap, and kept asking questions and rambling about this and that.
Once bitten by a snake, one is scared of a rope for ten years.
Tang Xiaowan’s behavior was both amusing and heart-wrenching for Tang i.
While feeling guilty, the door to the fitting room opened.
"Grandma, how do I look? Pretty, right?"
Tang i looked left and right, nodding repeatedly: "Hmm, not bad. You really are a pretty little stone monkey, haha."
"What the heck, Grandma, you’re so annoying!"
"If Leng Lingxiao said that, what would you do, huh? You’d probably chase him all over the yard – quite likely, I might add."
"Psh, I’d beat him till his teeth fell out!"
No sooner had these words fallen than Tang Xiaowan’s mind flashed with a series of vague images.
Both familiar and foreign.
A girl pointed to the garden, seemingly saying sothing, and beside her, a man held a drawing board, painting and writing attentively.
As the distance closed, laughter rang out; they were happy, running, playing and frolicking about, and then a vast parking area appeared, along with an art gallery rockery, swimming pool, and fountain.
Dozens of koi carp frolicked joyously; lotus flowers blood fragrantly at their best.
"Grandma, I feel like I’ve been here before..."
"What is it, Tiantian?"
"Have I been here before?"
Tang i’s heart clenched at Tang Xiaowan’s sudden question.
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