The 70s Novel: The Supporting Character Just Wants to Lie Down-Chapter 258: Untying the Knot in the Heart

"Mom, mom... I want to see my little brother." Yang Qingwen stood on tiptoe, tugging anxiously at the corner of Wang Pandi’s dress with her small hand.

"Alright, alright, don’t worry, your little brother won’t run away." Wang Pandi looked at the little girl with amusement, turned around and sat down on a rattan chair, placing Jiang Zihan gently on her lap to allow Yang Qingwen a better look.

"Mom, the one you’re holding is little brother Zi Hui. His face is slightly smaller than Zi Han’s. And the one in your hand is elder brother Zi Han, he’s easier to recognize because he has a small mole behind his left ear." Wang Miaomiao introduced the differences between the two kids so it would be easier to identify and interact with them.

Hearing Wang Miaomiao’s introduction, Wang Pandi immediately checked.

"Let me see, let me see..." But her daughter, little Yang Qingwen, got there first, carefully inspecting an ear with her small hand, and after a while, she was so anxiously about to cry, "It’s not there, how come it’s not..."

"Hehe, that’s the little brother’s right ear, you got it wrong." Wang Pandi corrected her, "Left hand holds the bowl, right hand holds the chopsticks, mom taught you that, remember? Try to think about it, see which side is your brother’s left side."

"Oh, it’s this side, let me see..." Yang Qingwen pointed to Jiang Zihan’s left ear, and then broke into a wide smile, her little emotions changing quickly, "Found it, I found it, this is elder brother, Xiao Hanhan..."

"Yes, that’s Xiao Hanhan." Wang Miaomiao echoed with a smile.

"Auntie, I really like little brother, can you give me the elder brother? Please?" Yang Qingwen beamed sweetly, her eyes full of earnest request.

Wang Miaomiao looked at her, surprised. She could tell that little Yang Qingwen was quite serious, which left her unsure of how to respond. It was shocking that such a young girl could have such complex thoughts.

Joking around is fine, but it’s worrisome if someone takes it seriously.

"Yang Qingwen, what nonsense are you talking about? Apologize to your aunt right now." Wang Pandi realized and quickly tugged at Yang Qingwen’s clothes. She was puzzled, not understanding why her daughter would make such a request. Could it be that she’s still thinking about that toy she didn’t get last time?

"Little brother is not a toy, he needs to be with his mom and dad, just like you do, to be happy and grow up well." Wang Pandi patted Yang Qingwen’s little head, promising, "When we go home this time, mom will buy you that toy you wanted last time, okay? Now apologize to your aunt, and don’t let your selfish desires lead you to do something wrong next time..."

Yang Qingwen felt uneasy when she saw her mother was angry, but then perked up when she heard the promise to buy her a toy. She was still a little disappointed, but she realized her mistake.

She turned around and said to Wang Miaomiao, "Auntie, I’m sorry, I was wrong. I just wanted to take my brother home and let mom raise him, so that I would have a brother. Then the aunties and ladies in the village wouldn’t say that mom only gives birth to daughters who are a loss."

As soon as she said this, the room fell silent, and the adults exchanged glances.

Wang Miaomiao remembered the call from Yang Zhigang yesterday, feeling a mix of emotions. She secretly cursed those women who liked to stir up trouble, satisfied to be malicious and gossip.

Liu Yulan clenched her teeth, angrily scolding, "Who was the big mouth that said that? They’re not afraid of going to hell and having their tongues cut out. I’ll go find them and curse them out."

Wang Pandi’s face showed a mixture of emotions—gratification, sadness, regret... and stubbornness.

"Sweetie, mom doesn’t need a son, having you is enough." Wang Pandi felt both heartache and solace for Yang Qingwen.

She handed Jiang Zihan to Wang Miaomiao and wrapped her own daughter in her arms.

This child’s thoughts are too heavy, at this age, shouldn’t she be growing up carefree?

Wang Pandi had started to reflect, blaming herself for not protecting her daughter, making her bear so much at such a young age.

"But, without a brother, people will talk about you, mom will be unhappy, and sweetie will be unhappy too, because I want to stay with mom." Yang Qingwen obediently buried her head in her mother’s chest, smelling her mom’s scent, feeling very happy at this moment.

"My dear sweetie." Wang Pandi couldn’t hold it in anymore, tears poured out uncontrollably. All these days, the grievances, the bitterness, and some unwillingness in her heart were suffocating, yet she still had to put on a strong face to deal with life. This was reality.

Wang Pandi buried her head in Yang Qingwen’s neck, her tears soaking the girl’s clothes.

"Second sister, you are truly blessed." Wang Miaomiao thought for a moment and figured out a way to comfort her, speaking honestly.

"Having such a caring daughter, I wouldn’t trade her for ten unfilial sons. A daughter who understands is better than a son, they’re both your flesh and blood, what’s the difference? Except a son carries on the family name, but are you passing down a throne? If it comes down to it, when she grows up, let her bring home a son-in-law."

When Wang Miaomiao said this, Yang Qingwen blinked at her and asked, "Auntie, what is bringing home a son-in-law?"

"Uh...?" Wang Miaomiao was at a loss for words, unsure how to explain it to the little girl, wanting to escape the question...

"Haha, bringing home a son-in-law means you’ll bring a boy home to be mom and dad’s son! Sweetie, grow up quickly so you can bring home a son-in-law, okay?" Wang Miaomiao spun a tale against her better judgment.

Unexpectedly, Yang Qingwen took this to heart, and it planted a seed for her future determination to bring home a son-in-law.

"Okay, auntie, mom, rest assured, sweetie will eat well so I can grow up fast, and then bring home many sons-in-law for mom and dad." The little girl was full of ambition.

"Ah... Haha..." Wang Miaomiao couldn’t stop laughing.

"Miaomiao, what are you saying? You’ve led little sweetie astray." Wang Pandi couldn’t stay sad any longer.

"Yes, second sister, I was wrong." Wang Miaomiao immediately apologized, without hesitation. "But honestly, it is a solution you can’t deny, right? After all, you’re still so young, only in your early twenties, and perfectly healthy. Who’s to say you won’t have more children? Then where did sweetie come from? You can even get a medical check-up for reassurance."

"Life’s journey is still long, you’re only at the start, sighing as if you’re at the end. What have you been thinking about all day? I think you’re just idle." Wang Miaomiao analyzed, saying that being idle leads to thoughts of melancholy and sadness.

"I think, with this leisure, you should pursue a career." Wang Miaomiao suggested.