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The interior of the car was filled with the fragrance of food. The bag containing the ten pancakes was placed on the passenger seat. The man sitting on the driver's seat was not worried that the oil would dirty the leather seat at all.

The man half closed his eyes as he tapped the steering wheel with his slender fingers. This expression meant that he was absolutely relaxed at this moment.

Two hundred meters in front of him was a small roadside stall. At this moment, the stall owner was lifting the last plastic chair onto the cart.

"Xia Mu, have you prepared everything?" The voice of a middle-aged woman could be heard.

"Aunt, you can go now." A crisp voice came along with the wind.

He watched as the girl pushed the car away. He watched as the girl left, and saw her back as she walked away. She was thin and weak, and her cart was filled with tools for the girl to survive. Her steps were not big, but every step she took was filled with determination.

Only when the figure disappeared around the corner did the man retract his gaze and start the car to leave.

At the Mu residence, in the garden.

This was a huge garden, and one could see that the master had put in great effort. The Iron String Lotus, which loved to climb vines, was currently facing the sun and growing without restraint. And that unostentatious gardenia, quietly, blooming.

Jiang Lanying was bent over with a rake in her hand, carefully cleaning the fallen leaves in the pot. The garden was too big. It would take more than an hour to manage. There was no need to mention the hardships, but Jiang Lanying liked this kind of serenity.

In the past thirty years of her marriage, she had gained a lot, but had also lost a lot. Mu Ru Guang's words last night had given her an incomparably accurate message that this man called Mu Ru Guang had this family in his heart.

She was no longer young, she had long surpassed the age of dreams. If she wanted to be a harmonious and happy family, then she could have her grandson as soon as possible. As for her past love and hatred, she could just let it go with the time. Because she knew that compared to that woman, she had a husband and a home for dozens of years. She was alone.

Jiang Lanying cleaned up the fallen leaves from the flower pot and started to loosen the soil. She was skilled at all the steps. The old man of the Mu family was originally taking care of the garden. He had been in poor health and had gone to a sanatorium. Jiang Lanying had taken care of the garden.

When Mu Dong carried the bag into the courtyard, his face was calm, but his gentle gaze betrayed his good mood.

"Dong Zi, where did you go?" Just as he was about to enter the house, he was stopped by Jiang Lanying.

"You are tidying the garden." This garden was the old man's heart's desire. When his health was good, he would be busy for half a day in the garden.

Jiang Lanying placed the flower scissors in her hand on the table and sat on the rattan chair. "Have you eaten breakfast?" she asked. In the morning, Mu Dongfang left without saying a word. Jiang Lanying was worried that her son was still starving.

"Yes." Mu Dongfang placed the bag on the table and poured tea into a teapot. He then handed it to Jiang Lanying. "Take a rest. I'll help you with your work."

Jiang Lanying smiled as she took a sip of the tea. "Then, why don't you cut the flower at the base of the wall?" Along the wall was a row of flowerpots, planted with various rose varieties.

"Yes sir!" Mu Dongdong took the flower scissors and replied with a smile.

After drinking half a cup of tea, Jiang Lanying asked, "What did you bring back?"

Mu Dong replied without turning his head, "Mom, that was given to me by someone else. Don't move."

Jiang Lanying only took a glance and saw a few pancakes. These things were very common, but how could her son be so rare?!

"Come, son, you've worked hard. Take a rest."

Mu Xiangdong picked up his teacup and downed it in one gulp. He sat on the rattan chair and worked hard. His well-defined face would be covered in a thin layer of sweat, giving it a heroic air.

A gust of wind blew past and a faint fragrance drifted over.

"Why are there Gardenia flowers in our courtyard?" Mu Dongfang asked. Last night, when he stood at the window, he suddenly smelled the fragrance of flowers. It was faint, beautiful without a rose, rich without a peony, but it was elegant and beautiful.

"The Old Master likes it. Gardenia easy to feed, just a random branch in the soil can blossom. Compared to those noble flowers, the Gardenia Flower is too common, but everyone can keep it alive. " Jiang Lanying looked at the gardenia blooming under the long corridor and thought back to when she first came to this house.

Jiang Lanying was leaning against the rattan chair, holding a porcelain cup in her hand. She looked at the gardenia in the long corridor, her eyes warm and her expression kind.

Mu Dongfang sat upright in the middle of the room. Something seemed to flash under the sunlight. Upon closer inspection, it was Jiang Lanying with her white hair.

Ripples appeared in his eyes. It turned out that at some point in time, the child had grown up, while the mother had long been born with gorgeous hair. "Huu."

"Dong, when are you going to bring Wei Meng home for dinner?" Jiang Lanying asked as she retracted her gaze and turned to look at her son.

Mu Dongdong took the porcelain cup from Jiang Lanying. He filled the cup with water and said in a low voice, "Mom, Wei Meng is not suitable for me. I don't have any intention of getting married. I'll explain this to him." Mu Dongfang was not a sloppy person. There were some things that needed to be explained as soon as possible. It was better for everyone.

Jiang Lanying was stunned. She placed the porcelain cup on the table and asked, "What happened?" If he remembered correctly, a few nights ago, this second son of his told him that he would consider getting married, but it had only been a few days, how did such a huge change happen!

Could it be that he was still unable to forget the past? He couldn't forget her?

No, that was the last thing Jiang Lanying wanted to see.

She did not want her favorite son to be completely locked away from the world and his family because of his short marriage. Others might not know how Mu Dong had been through these past six years, but as a mother, she was very clear about it.

"Dong Zi, looking at how you are, I think that even if she knew, she would not agree." Jiang Lanying knew her son's weakness and asked thoughtfully.

Mu Xiangdong could clearly see the concern in his mother's eyes, but he couldn't force himself to keep it in mind. He had to develop a new relationship with other women, and even start a new life. He absolutely couldn't allow that to happen.

Moreover, he really didn't feel anything for Wei Meng.

That's right, Wei Meng was a great beauty, but it was not to his liking.

"Mom, this has nothing to do with Susu. I just don't want to forget the past so soon. " For the past six years, he had focused all his energy on leading his troops and training, sealing his heart and isolating himself from the outside world.

Looking at her son's tough attitude, Jiang Lanying knew that if she pushed him any further, it would only backfire. She could only take a step back, "It's alright, this won't do. Let's keep looking for him. Mom won't believe it. My son is so outstanding, I'm afraid he won't be able to find a wife." Jiang Lanying felt that there were thousands and thousands of women in this world. They were all fat and thin, beautiful and delicate. What kind of people didn't they have? Their son wouldn't be single for his entire life!

"Mom, it's not someone else's problem, it's my own problem. "Don't worry about it!"

The sun was already high in the sky, and it was warm and shining through the flowerbeds.

Jiang Lanying placed the porcelain cup on the table and looked at the gardenia by the wall. She asked softly, "Dong Zi, Su Xin has already left this world. She won't be happy if she sees you like this." Since she was a child, she had known her son's temperament and personality. She knew that when he was determined to do something, he would persevere no matter how difficult it was. But this time, Jiang Lanying did not want to see her son stuck in her world, unable to find a way out.

What should be forgotten, after all, is only a matter of time. The son had remained filial for the past six years, but Jiang Lanying, as his mother, knew the bitterness in his heart. He had stayed in that remote area, paralyzing himself with his work. During the holidays, they would call to greet each other's parents, but would not step foot into the city. Jiang Lanying saw this and felt pain in her heart.

The tragedy that year, no matter if it was the Mu Family or Cheng Family, neither of Cheng Suxin's parents were willing to see it. For the past six years, no matter what Jiang Lanying said, Mu Dongfang would not return home. However, Jiang Lanying knew that no matter what happened to the Cheng family, Mu Dongfang would be the first one to extend his hand.

In Jiang Lanying's opinion, her son was loyal to her. For the past six years, her son, Mu Dongfang, had done more than enough for Cheng Suxin and the family. She absolutely would not allow her son to repay her with the rest of his life, because that was just an accident.

"Dong'zi, that was just an accident. All these years you've been waiting, that's enough. A few days ago, the Cheng family called and we even talked about your matters. Your mother-in-law and I both felt that what you did for Susu was enough. Dong Zi, your life is still so long. Your mother is very worried about you not having anyone by your side. " One word, painstakingly one word, every word, pitiable Father and Mother.

Mu Dongfang turned around and looked at Jiang Lanying. "Mom, I've always envied the relationship between you and dad. I also want to have this relationship. It's just that I'm not as lucky as dad."

Jiang Lanying didn't expect her son to say such a thing. This son of hers looked the most like Mu Ru Guang, but this son of hers looked the least like Mu Ru Guang. As if something was about to spill out of her eyes, she raised her hand and pressed it against the corner of her eye.

"Mom, from a young age, in my eyes, you and dad have always been very respectful to each other. Dad is very strict and has very strict requirements on us kids. Compared to Father, you are a kind mother who has never been willing to hit us. I remember one time when we were young, we destroyed Grandpa Song's vegetable garden. You love the three of us as you love your eyeballs. The kids in the yard who were about our age all envied us for having a good mother. Mom, all these years, I've never asked you for anything. When you asked me to go on a blind date, I just went and met her. We got married not long after. Mom, Susu died in my hands. If it wasn't to save me, she definitely wouldn't have died. Mom, I can't forget her. I always feel that if I get married again, she'll really leave me forever. " Actually, in Mu Dongdong's heart, he had never felt that Cheng Su Xin had already left him.

Her son's voice was low and gentle as he recounted the events that had transpired since she was young. This was the first time he had said all these things to her as a mother, so the impact on her heart could be imagined.

Sighing, Jiang Lanying looked at her son with a pampering look in her eyes and said, "Mom won't force you. As for Wei Meng, just explain it to him clearly." If he tried, he wouldn't be happy.

Jiang Lanying had a deep understanding of this. The beginning of her relationship with her husband, Mu Ru Guang, was just barely.

Jiang Lanying extended her hand towards her son, and Mu Dongdong shook her mother's hand. "Dong Zi, promise mother one thing. In the future, when you meet a girl you like, you must bring it back for mother to see."

"Mom, I promise you."

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