He really didn’t know that when he first met her and her son, she called him Xiaobao, and at that time, her records indicated her husband was deceased and that she only had one child, named Ye Xiaobao. So he assumed the child’s surname was Ye and his name was Xiaobao.
But who would have thought that the "husband" she mentioned was actually him and that the child was his, Ou Mucen’s, child!
By the time Ou Mucen put everything together and understood, that woman had already disappeared without a trace that morning, and his eyes suddenly became somewhat dim. He was just about to say that they should wait until she woke up to name the child together, but at this moment, the child who was eating pastries suddenly spoke in a milky voice, "Why do we need to pick another name? Isn’t Xiaobao nice? I really like Xiaobao!"
The innocent words made both grandfather and grandson, seated beside the chair, laugh...
"Alright, alright, Xiaobao it is. Our dear Xiaobao. Come here, let grandpa give you a hug!"
"Grandpa, I’m really heavy!"
"It’s okay, it’s okay. Grandpa can carry a big pumpkin."
After watching the old man for a long time, he finally shoved the delicious chestnut cake, that was bursting with flavor, into his mouth.
So, was he not even as heavy as a pumpkin?
While the three generations of grandfathers and grandson were having a lively chat in the garden, Bai Tingfang, who hadn’t walked far behind the bamboo grove, witnessed this scene, and suddenly her mood became even more distressed.
Xiaoxia noticed and quickly advised, "Madam, don’t rush this. The young master is a child. If madam shows more concern for him in the future, he will surely stop being afraid of madam."
"Yes, children, you know. Also, this child values affection and loyalty greatly. Part of the reason he resents madam is probably because you once hit his mother. Otherwise, why not take this opportunity, while his mother is still here, to do some good deeds for her? If he sees this, his opinion might change."
Upon hearing this, the woman who had been standing there cluelessly finally seemed to see a glimmer of hope, and her eyes lit up.
"You’re right. I should be nicer to that woman at this time. It won’t be long before she leaves this world. If I treat her well, my precious grandson will surely forgive me."
"Hmm! So what should madam do then?"
The woman standing under the bamboo grove began to pace back and forth non-stop...
Seeing this, Xiaoxia reminded her again, "Madam, I think the best way at this time would be to prolong the life of the young madam. I’ve heard that in Japan there is an imported drug that, if injected into patients with brain death, can significantly extend their survival time. Look..."
"Really? Where is it? Quick, tell me!"
Before he could finish speaking, she eagerly grabbed his arm, insisting he tell her about this drug immediately.
This time, she was truly sincere. No matter how many grievances or grudges she had with that woman in the past, for the sake of her precious grandson, for the future where she could live happily with the child, she was willing to pay any price to help her find a way to extend her life.
Unfortunately, Xiaoxia was not very clear on the details, but he offered a way to find out about the drug, "You can try contacting Miss Li. Isn’t her father a diplomat at the Japanese Embassy? I’m sure she will be able to find out about this."