ebookland Chapter 366 Touched, he hugged his daughter.
Chapter 366 Touched, he hugged his daughter.
The meal was finished quickly.
Ning Yao put down her chopsticks and elegantly wiped her lips.
Before she got up to leave, she raised an eyebrow at the guards who were standing there like wooden statues and said, "We don't need to wash the dishes, do we? I remember you have a housekeeper here."
After saying that, Ning Yao didn't wait for the guards to respond. She took Si Si's hand and went upstairs.
Wen Tingye and Guan Ying also left the table one after another. The group of people came quickly and left quickly, feeling quite at ease, as if they really regarded Simen as their territory.
The guards were speechless, but there was nothing they could do about it, so they had to call the housekeeper to clear the table.
The housekeeper brought in two maids. Seeing that there were still quite a few bowls, plates, chopsticks, and spoons on the table, she rolled her eyes in annoyance and resigned herself to getting to work.
Ning Yao did not return to her own room, but went to Si Si's place instead.
Ning Yao already felt that the atmosphere at the dinner table was much more harmonious than when they first met. Si Si was much more familiar with her and Wen Tingye than when they first met.
Ning Yao wanted to seize the opportunity to spend more time with her daughter and get to know her better.
"Can I sit at your place for a while?" Ning Yao asked Si Si.
Si Si nodded, as expected, without refusing, but she looked a little listless and lacked energy.
Ning Yao entered the room behind Si Si and looked around.
This house is specifically for receiving guests, not the one where Si Longshen and An Qiulu live.
It seems they don't treat Si Si well, otherwise they wouldn't let a teenage girl live here all alone.
"You didn't seem to have a good appetite earlier. Are you feeling unwell? Or do you usually eat very little?" Ning Yao asked with concern.
Si Si is still growing and needs a balanced diet.
But Ningyao was really worried when she saw that she had only eaten a small half bowl of rice and left quite a lot of it.
Si Si shook her head, then nodded.
Ning Yao simply walked over to her, took Si Si's hand, and sat down on the sofa with her.
Si Si's hands were icy cold, and Ning Yao felt a pang of heartache when she grasped them.
She raised the back of her hand and touched Si Si's forehead, finding that her temperature was a little abnormal. No wonder her lips looked a little pale at the dinner table; it seemed she had a slight fever.
"You have a slight fever, but it's okay. I'll get you a glass of warm water. Drink some and then get some rest. You'll feel better after a nap. If you're still not better, I'll go find someone to buy you some medicine."
Ning Yao raised her hand and touched Si Si's head. Si Si's hair was very soft and felt exceptionally smooth to the touch.
Si Si instinctively shrank back, not used to having her hair touched or people getting close to her.
But this feeling of unfamiliarity couldn't outweigh the anticipation in my heart.
She was both unaccustomed to it and yet longed for it.
Ning Yao quickly found Si Si's water cup and took it to the sink to wash it.
Si Si's water glass, like herself, was pure white, without any extra patterns or embellishments, making it very clean and neat.
After washing the water glass, Ning Yao poured a cup of warm water and handed it to Si Si.
The porcelain cup was warmed by the water, and it felt cozy in her hand. Si Si pursed her lips and took a sip. The hot water went down her throat, bringing a warm sensation.
After drinking water, Si Si's complexion looked rosier, and her lip color improved as well.
Ning Yao pulled Si Si up and led her into the inner room of the bedroom to the bedside. She put her hand on Si Si's shoulder and pressed her down to sit on the edge of the bed.
"Lie down and rest for a while. I'll stay here with you."
Si Si nodded, obediently took off her shoes, and lay down on the bed.
Ning Yao sat on the edge of the bed, tucking Si Si's blanket in with her slender hands.
"No matter what happens in the future, you can tell your mom. Mom will protect you and stay by your side."
Ning Yao spoke softly, her fingers gently tracing Si Si's forehead, smoothing away a few unruly strands of hair.
Si Si is her youngest daughter, and her introverted personality is a result of the accident that caused her to fall into the sea.
Ning Yao had always felt indebted to Si Si, and seeing her so cautious and taciturn now broke her heart.
"Close your eyes." Ning Yao held Si Si's hand, her voice soft and reassuring.
Si Si closed her eyes, her long, curled eyelashes trembling slightly, faintly revealing a hint of moisture.
Where Ning Yao couldn't see, Si Si blinked hard, as if to prevent her tears from falling.
Ning Yao sat on the edge of the bed, raised her hand, and gently patted Si Si's back.
Si Si closed her eyes, feeling the blanket gradually warming her body.
Even though she hadn't opened her eyes, she could feel a warm gaze watching over her.
She felt so relieved. She never thought she would have the chance to see her mother again in this lifetime. It was truly wonderful.
"Mom." Suddenly, the girl on the bed gripped Ning Yao's hand tightly and called out in a low, hoarse voice.
"Yes, Mom is here." Ning Yao felt a pang of heartache, then smiled and spoke softly, her voice as gentle as a feather, so as not to frighten Si Si.
"I've mailed all the antiques, calligraphy, paintings, and jade I've collected over the years to your home. Have you received them?" Si Si lifted her head from under the covers, her eyes slightly red and moist.
Upon hearing this, Ning Yao recalled a day when she came home to find her doorway piled high with packages.
When she moved into the house, all she found inside were framed ancient calligraphy and paintings, antiques, and jade.
At the time, she wondered who had sent those things to her home, as they were worth a lot of money. It turned out that Si Si had sent them to her.
Si Si was not tall, with delicate and pretty features. At this moment, her head was sticking out of the quilt, her nose was red, and her eyes were fixed on Ning Yao, which almost softened Ning Yao's heart.
"So those things were sent by you. You silly child, Mom doesn't need these things. They are all your treasures."
“What’s mine is Mom’s,” Si Si said through gritted teeth, her eyes resolute.
Touched, Ning Yao raised her arm, leaned forward, and hugged Si Si through the blanket.
She knew that Si Si had loved antiques, calligraphy, paintings, and jade since she was a child. Part of the reason was that Si Si felt sorry for her and wanted to help her earn money so that she wouldn't have to work so hard. The other part was Si Si's own talent and hobby.
Si Si couldn't bring herself to say those mushy things, or express how much she loved her mother. All she wanted was to give Ning Yao the best of everything she had.
Si Si felt that Ning Yao was using a lot of force when she hugged her.
After all, they are mother and daughter, bound by blood. Si Si could deeply feel Ning Yao's love for her, the heartache a mother feels for her child.
Si Si raised her hand and slowly placed it on Ning Yao's shoulder, giving a silent response.
Inside the bedroom, the mother and daughter embraced each other, creating a particularly heartwarming scene.
"I was worried that you would resent me and not want to acknowledge me as your mother." Ning Yao sniffed, unable to hold back, and finally spoke her mind.
It was her overly authoritarian nature that forced the children to run away from home and suffer a lot outside.
For her, six months was a full fourteen years of her children wandering the streets.
"Don't think like that. It was our fault back then, it has nothing to do with you." Si Si comforted Ning Yao, but she didn't expect that Ning Yao was not talking to her because of this.
A weight lifted from my heart, and I was no longer in worry.
The image of Ning Yao being cautious after meeting her flashed through Si Si's mind. Only now did Si Si realize that her mother was just worried that the children harbored resentment and hated her.
How could that be? To them, Ning Yao is the best mother in the world.
Si Si's slender arms wrapped tightly around Ning Yao, as if letting go would mean losing her mother again.
Ning Yao buried her face in Si Si's neck, her eyes and nose were red, and her lips were also a little swollen from being bitten for a while.
Her daughter has grown up so quickly, but she hasn't been a part of her child's growth.
This regret is probably something that can never be made up for in this lifetime...
Fortunately, there are still many days ahead, and she will cherish the time with her daughter and watch her grow up.