The Space-Time Boss: 1970s Revolution

Chapter 52: Tan Lingling

Fu Weihao started, "Lingling, the medicine I gave to Xiao Yu earlier, it's good medicine, isn't it?"

Lingling was momentarily surprised by the sudden change of topic but nodded, "Yes, it does seem better than the previous medicine we bought."

Fu Weihao nodded and continued, "Do you know how much medicine Third Uncle sent me?"

"This is also from Third Uncle," he said, pulling out a packet of medicine from his pocket. "Let me show you the effect."

Lingling watched in confusion as he made a small cut on his hand with a knife, sprinkled the medicine powder on it, and waited a few seconds for the bleeding to stop. He calmly looked at his surprised wife and said, "Isn't the effect quite good? We have a lot more of this medicine at home, and there are a few ginseng pills as well. Third Uncle mentioned in his letter that they could be life-saving in critical moments."

Lingling looked at him with questioning eyes, wondering why he was telling her this.

"I'm suggesting that Xiao Yu should go back to our old home," Fu Weihao said, lowering his brows and speaking in a coaxing tone. "Since this medicine is so effective, why not let Third Uncle check Xiao Yu's health?"

He didn't mention that the medicine was made by someone in their own family. He wasn't distrustful of Lingling; he just wanted to keep it from his father-in-law. His father-in-law, being a man of patriotism and a believer in traditional methods, might request more medicine be sent to the military district, which would only add pressure on the child.

No matter how skilled the young girl was, she was still just a child, and he didn't want his only niece to be overburdened.

Returning to the present, he observed her shifting expression and gently embraced her. "Lingling, I know you're worried about Xiao Yu, but he's grown up now. You should let go a little. I'm his father. I won't harm my own son."

"Lingling, you've been exhausted all these years. The children are grown up now; you should live your own life. You love dancing; let's get you back into the dance troupe and resume your old life."

Lingling lowered her head, her eyes reddening. "But Xiao Yu..."

"There's no 'but.' It's decided," Fu Weihao said in a calm but firm tone. "Lingling, you need to listen to Xiao Yu's opinion sometimes."

He asked casually, "Do you want the children to grow up resenting you? I know you've sacrificed a lot for Xiao Yu, but sometimes your good intentions can be overwhelming for him."

Observing her uneasy gaze, Fu Weihao spoke in a low voice, "Lingling, you can't focus only on Xiao Yu."

Lingling admitted, "I do feel sorry for the eldest. I didn't take much care of him when he was young."

"I'm not talking about Fu Sui. That child is quite mischievous and doesn't need much attention," Fu Weihao said, looking intently at her. "I'm talking about us. Think about it. How long has it been since we've been alone together?"

Lingling's mind went blank, and her pale cheeks flushed slightly.

Fu Weihao's gaze drifted to her flushed ears, and he felt a pang in his heart.

"I've been busy with training, and in the past few years, you've been focused on Xiao Yu, while I've had to take care of Fu Sui," Fu Weihao said with a hint of loneliness and a trace of grievance. "When I come home, it's always just me..."

He gazed at her quietly, gently wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes. He kissed her forehead softly and spoke in a soothing tone, "Let's not worry about the children. They're fine now. Let's sleep in the same room from now on. I promise you won't have trouble sleeping..."