Reborn and returned to kindergarten as the boss

Chapter 82

"Mother-in-law, are you asleep?" Tang Na called out breathlessly from the door.

Soon came the response from grandma, "Hey! Grandma hasn't slept yet."

It sounds like the voice is still awake.

"Is mother-in-law still feeling bad?" Tang Na walked through the door.

"It's not uncomfortable." Grandma was lying on the bed, and when she saw the child coming in, she sat up with her upper body propped up, and turned on the warm night lamp beside the bed.

I eat the porridge cooked by Tang Na at noon, and eat the porridge cooked by Tang Na in the evening. Grandma has been resting in bed all day today.

In the evening she looked visibly better than in the morning.

After making sure that his grandma was in good health, Tang Na dared to bring up the topic that had troubled him all night——

About that letter.

About "Nana".

Perhaps noticing the solemn expression of the child, the grandmother guessed that the next topic might not be easy, so she lifted the quilt and signaled the child to go to bed and chat slowly.

When Tang Na saw it, he twisted his body, slipped into the bed, and poked his head out of his grandmother's arms.

After being sticky and sticky for a long time, Tang Na carefully talked about the business: "Grandma, I'm here tonight to ask you to surrender and to confess."

Amused by the child's words, the grandmother circled him and shook him twice, "Is it so serious?"

"Hmm..." Donna said with a bitter face, "It may be more serious than what my mother-in-law thinks now."

"Speak and listen."

"I... I stole my mother-in-law's treasure map without her consent."

Grandma didn't realize it for a while, "What treasure map?"

"That is, the treasure map where you can find the pine tree."

"..."

Hearing what Tang Na said, grandma was obviously stunned.

This expression is not a daze of forgetting, but an unexpected expression that did not expect things to develop like this.

Seeing grandma froze in surprise, Tang Na was a little uneasy, grabbed her clothes, and acted coquettishly, "I'm sorry grandma... I, I don't know why, just..."

"what……"

With a sigh that was half a smile but not a smile, grandma started to move again.

She stroked Tang Na's back one by one, like smoothing the fur of a kitten with fur, gentle and patient.

"Mother-in-law..."

"It's okay." Grandma pursed her lips and smiled, "Nana is not afraid, Nana is not afraid..."

Grandma is really nice...

Tang Na was so tender that he wanted to cry.

Obviously he made a mistake, but the mother-in-law told him not to be afraid.

It was as if he was afraid that he would be surprised by imaginary blame.

"Grandma, I found this."

Tang Na took out the letter that had entangled him all night, and handed it to his grandmother.

Seeing the word "Nana" on the envelope, grandma's tender eyes were covered with moisture.

Her eyes flickered in the warm orange light of the night light, and Tang Na seemed to see that the letter had turned into a key, opening the door of grandma's memory.

Grandma took the letter and rubbed the three words with rough fingers, her eyes were full of love and nostalgia.

She said: "Nana must really want to know who wrote this letter, and who does the 'Nana' in the letter refer to?"

"Yeah!" Tang Na nodded vigorously, and then said, "But if the mother-in-law doesn't want to talk about it, I can find out later."

"It's okay, it's okay." Grandma said slowly, "Grandma can tell you now. Grandma will tell you one thing first, and you will understand."

"Um……"

"That tree, the tree where I buried the letter, was planted by your mother and me when we were young."

mom.

These two words possessed a soft magic power, and immediately poked Tang Na's heart.

Grandma rarely talked to him about his mother.

The only thing Tang Na knew was related to his mother was the "died from dystocia".

He always thought that for grandma, her daughter's departure was an unspeakable pain for her.

Therefore, since he was a child, Downer rarely asked about topics related to his parents.

But, it's really amazing.

It's probably some kind of reaction engraved in the genes.

Even if I don't have any feelings for my mother...

The mention of "mother" made him really think of his own mother, and Tang Na still felt a little pain in his heart.

"When I planted the tree, your mother was about the same age as you are now?" Grandma continued to recall, "So, for me, that tree grew up with your mother."

"So that's the case! No wonder everyone is willing to bypass that tree even if the road is built in the town?" Tang Na understood.

"Well." Grandma smiled and nodded, "In everyone's mind, that tree means more to me than I actually do. They think that tree is my daughter. So when building roads, no one asked In my opinion, everyone spontaneously proposed to keep the tree."

This is a kind of extreme empathy.

No one ever asked about her pain, everyone just took the initiative to spare a piece of goodwill for her.

The neighbors kept a tree for grandma, maybe she never wanted to keep it.

But because of this, the tree was endowed with additional meaning and became her "daughter".

"Everyone is alright..." Tang Na rubbed his grandmother's arms.

He remembered the relatively indifferent interpersonal relationships he experienced in big cities when he was in college.

Tang Na understands that that kind of indifference is the instinct of self-protection of every urbanite, and it is the protective shell for everyone who is exhausted.

But growing up in a small town, he is used to maintaining an almost ignorant innocence in interpersonal communication.

This innocence comes from this simple town.

From this silent and considerate neighborhood.

"So, there is a reason why this letter was buried under that special tree." Grandma said.

"Is this letter written by my mother?" Donna raised his eyes and asked.

"Yes. This letter was written by your mother." Grandma pointed to the number 18 added on the back of the envelope, and said, "I was going to wait until you were 18 before handing it to you."

"Why does it have to be 18 years old?" Donner asked.

"Because at that time, you are an adult. You will have a more mature understanding of the world. Because of this, it is possible not to misunderstand the content of this letter."

"misunderstanding?"

"It may be misunderstood" is why grandma hid the letter.

And this letter is exactly the one that was forgotten by time when Donald waited until he was 18 years old.

"But now, you've found it, so I'll show you." Grandma said, opening the letter, "Although Nana is still young, grandma believes that Nana can already understand this letter." contents of the letter."

The brown envelope was torn open, and a thick stack of letter paper was taken out.

His old fingers unfolded the three-folded, yellowed letter paper, revealing the colors of white background, red grid, and black lettering.

Donna unconsciously held his breath.

This is a letter from his mother.

He was about to read a letter from his mother!

Grandma said, show me this letter...

So, is this letter written by my mother?

What will my mother write to me?

What kind of person is mother?

Mom's handwriting is so beautiful...

She must be a very beautiful and quiet person, right?

Will she kiss me and hug me in the letter?

Will she say she loves me in the letter?

Tang Na heard the sound of his little heart beating more and more violently as the letter paper became clear in front of his eyes.

dong dong, dong dong...

Boom, boom, boom...

Tang Na clutched the edge of the quilt and looked intently at the first line of the letter.

—"My daughter, Nana:"

The first line of words caused Tang Na's excited fantasy to be brutally pulled back to reality.

Ah, yes...

This is not a letter to him.

This is a letter from a mother to her daughter.

What are you looking forward to?

It is clearly marked on the envelope, this letter is addressed to "Nana"...

"Nana, do you want grandma to read to you?" Grandma whispered behind his ear.

The voice dispelled his unknown loss.

Tang Na forced a smile, shook his head, and stared straight at the words on the letter paper.

He looked carefully line by line, and the more he looked, the more absorbed he became.

Looking at it, those words seemed to form a picture, and in his mind, a complete story was pieced together——

A story of a middle-aged mother, a young mother, and her unborn daughter.

……

"Where's the child's father?" The mother stood at the door of the consulting room with a sullen face.

On the bench outside the clinic, the girl sitting lowered her head, not daring to look at her mother's face.

She was holding the test results she had just received in her hand.

The data above told her that she was pregnant for one month.

"Who is the other party?" The mother squatted in front of the girl, "Is it the boy that the teacher called to inform me that you had a puppy love?"

"..." The girl put her arms on her knees and lowered her head in a stubborn and injured posture.

"Tang Qianhuan!" Mother raised her voice uncontrollably, "Your father left early, you and I, mother and daughter, depend on each other for life. You know how hard it is for me to take care of you alone! Where is that man now? He just disappeared?"

"I broke up with him..." Hearing his mother talk about his sadness, Tang Qianhuan finally broke his defenses, and said in a low voice while shedding tears, "He has to go out to work and can't continue to go to school, so we broke up."

The mother took her hand and asked, "Did he know you were pregnant?"

Tang Qianhuan shook his head, "I don't know. But I'm sure, if he knew, he wouldn't want this child. After all, he even left me so simply."

"So what should we do now?" Although the mother's reason continued to be on the verge of collapse, she still tried her best to restrain herself and discussed with her daughter, "Abort the child? While the child is still young!"

Tang Qianhuan pursed his lips and curled his hands into fists on his knees, in a defensive posture.

"What do you mean?" The mother's eyes turned red when she saw this detail, "Tang Qianhuan, don't tell me that you plan to give birth to this child!"

"I don't know woo woo... Mom, don't do this, I don't know, don't force me..."

After all, she was still a young girl, at an age that did not know much about the world, Tang Qianhuan finally couldn't hold back and cried out after being questioned repeatedly by her mother.

Seeing her daughter like this, the mother was heartbroken and could only hold her in her arms, stroke her back, and comfort her.

"Qianhuan, you are still young. You can't be responsible for this child. Can you destroy it? It's just an embryo, it's not a life yet."

"But Mom, you heard what the doctor said. I'm not in good health. If this child is aborted, I may never be able to conceive a child..."

"It doesn't matter if you don't have children? Mom never thinks that a woman is incomplete without a child in her life. Mom just wants you to be happy!"

"Woooooooo..."

The mother's support and forbearance will always be Tang Qianhuan's greatest confidence.

But this time, as an adult, she still wanted to make a decision as she wished.

"Mom, it has nothing to do with incompleteness, and it has nothing to do with that man." Tang Qianhuan sobbed, his voice was weak——

"I thought, I want to have a baby."