Chapter 304: Chapter 301: The Grand Finale Part 1 (Double-Length)
He Chen never thought that one of his dreams would actually come true.
Back then, when Ye Manman first went to the field ridge to see him, he had a dream that night.
He dreamed of marrying Ye Manman and having a son and a daughter.
The eldest son was obsessed with his sister, indulging her so much that she was unruly at home, leaving only Ye Manman able to keep her in check.
This little daughter also loved him very much. As a child, she loved to sleep in his arms, and as she grew older, she liked to sit on his shoulders, always asking to be lifted high. Once, she even deliberately peed on his shoulder.
When Little Tiantian really sat on his shoulders and pulled his hair to pee when she was two, He Chen wasn’t angry at all.
He felt a strong and strange feeling at that moment.
It was as though this scene was meant to happen.
His dream really came true!
But Ye Manman wouldn’t spoil her daughter.
As soon as she saw Tiantian acting out by not getting her way and peeing, she immediately took her off He Chen.
If He Chen was a stern father to He Yanzi, then she was a strict mother to He Yuchu.
In this family, whether big or small, someone has to have a firm hand.
Otherwise, the children would grow up spoiled, becoming unruly kids.
So when He Yuchu started getting spoiled and increasingly temperamental, Ye Manman quickly put an end to it.
She often held He Yuchu and reasoned with her, liked illustrating with her brother’s experiences, and talked about how annoying unruly kids were, gradually helping He Yuchu understand some truths.
She no longer threw tantrums easily, though her personality remained sweet and soft, often crying.
Ye Manman was puzzled by why her little daughter cried so much, pondering whose personality she inherited. Even a light bump would make her tear up pitifully, though she was sensible enough not to cry out loud, just shedding silent tears that tugged at people’s heartstrings.
Ye Manman thought back to her own childhood.
She recalled her parents being busy since she could remember, never having time to comfort her. Initially, she too tried crying like Tiantian, attempting to catch her parents’ attention and hoping to be comforted.
But every time was in vain; no one came to comfort her. Only the housekeepers and nannies wiped her tears, none close enough to truly comfort her, only standing by worriedly.
Over time, she stopped crying altogether.
After all, she lacked nothing, no shortage of money or food, except for love—she had everything else.
So she soon developed a different personality.
To others, perhaps it was a bit arrogant, even hard to approach.
In reality, she merely felt indifferent, as no one cared. Besides studying, nothing seemed fun, naturally disdainful of others’ ulterior motives, gradually becoming someone who didn’t care about others’ feelings.
Until now, Ye Manman finally realized she had changed unknowingly.
Unbeknownst to her, she was also considering how her words and actions might cause misunderstandings or aversion among others.
Of course, this was limited to her recognized family and friends.
With strangers, she remained unchanged.
Thinking of this, she realized she wasn’t very likable.
She sighed, held her little daughter He Yuchu, and began telling a new story.
He Chen sat by, looking on with a face of happiness, listening.
Whenever Ye Manman told stories to the kids, he felt especially satisfied and warm, as if through those intriguing stories, he could glimpse Manman’s past, deeply captivating.
When He Yuchu was three, they received news of Cheng Yuan’s illness.
They visited Cheng Yuan many times, but her condition worsened rapidly, and she had little will to live, seemingly beyond saving.
Even though Lin Zhishu continued researching leukemia, Ye Manman knew the developments of the coming decades.
This disease would still be hard to cure even decades later, let alone in this era of limited medical advancement.
But she couldn’t bring herself to voice this harsh reality.
Lin Zhishu couldn’t bear the blow of a third despair.
