Wenzhu has been quiet in recent days, nothing has happened, waiting for the wind and grass of Zhongtian tools. Xiang Yuan sometimes went to Zhongtian Tools to understand the situation, and sometimes went to the hospital to verify the situation, but he lost the momentum of the previous few days.

Wen Zhu nested in the Begonia Garden when he was fine, teasing and smelling the sound, and trying to reduce the pressure on the cuckoo. The cuckoo ran a few places, but fortunately, Song Yan, a housekeeping partner, and Huo Wenwen, a teahouse partner, pasted her and took care of her more, and her main energy was to fulfill her filial piety and send the old man on the last journey.

One day, Huo Wen rushed over panting.

Wen Zhu asked, "Huo Wen, what's wrong with you?"

"My stepmother Su Qin and her niece Su Xinyue met when they went back to their parents' house, and they quarreled before they could say a word. One scolded: 'Shameless vixen. A riposte: "The ruthless Huang Lian Po." Actually, they came out of a nest.

"The two of them were not addicted enough, so they started fighting. The relatives didn't know which one to help or which one to persuade, and they lost all their faces, but as a result, none of them helped or persuaded them.

Watching the excitement is not a trivial matter, and the two seem to be encouraged to fight more energetically. Su Qin's hair was pulled by her niece, as if it was connected to her scalp. Not to be outdone, she drew a few bars on Su Xinyue's face. Both sides lose, and no one gets the benefits.

"The two of them complained to my dad separately, and my dad was so anxious about the things in the factory that he had no time to take care of them. As a result, one of them wanted to hang himself and the other to die, and the ghost cried wolf to show him.

As a result, the old man was in a hurry, his blood pressure rose, his eyes turned black, and he fainted the two losers. After being rescued by the hospital, I finally woke up, but fortunately, there was no major problem.

"Hey, how can I set up such a home, it's smoky, it's messy, how do you look at it!"

Wen Zhu expressed sympathy: "It's the misfortune of the family." Chairman Huo, how many times have you stunned them?"

"Yes. Quadratic. Huo Wen said angrily.

It seems that he still thinks about his father Huo Zhongtian from the bottom of his heart.

"If your father is in trouble, why don't you go and help him? ”

"I don't want to be associated with them, and I'm not interested in that industry. ”

"What if the Zhongtian tool collapses?"

"Impossible, there are my dad and Brother Tianming. ”

"Who is Brother Tianming?" Wen Zhu asked deliberately.

"Aunt Wang's son. ”

"Does he have a good relationship with you?"

"Hmm. His mom and my dad are young people who cut in line. ”

Wen Zhu didn't expect that chatting could also prove that Sister-in-law Wang was Fang Fei, and it didn't take much effort to get it.

This year's weather is surprisingly hot, I can sweat while sitting, and I can't live without air conditioning. The evening was better, but the wind on the river still brought a hint of coolness. Typhoons are still brewing at the center of the ocean.

Wen Zhu had dinner with Huo Wen and Lu Yun and discussed how to help Du Juan share the pressure. The cuckoo came back from her aunt's.

Wen Zhu asked, "Du Juan, how is the situation over there?"

Du Juan Lou brushed his hair a little messy, and replied while changing his shoes: "Not optimistic." It's good that my mother fell asleep, and when I woke up, I kept calling Qingsong: 'Qingsong, Qingsong, my son, come back quickly.' Occasionally, the name of the voice is called. Dad listened to the tears, but he was helpless. When the nanny heard this, she was annoyed and nervous, and she didn't want to do it anymore, so I had to increase my salary to appease her.

"My aunt is good, I always think that my brother-in-law is an outsider, and she is already very polite when she goes out of the house by herself. Eat when you should eat, sleep when you should sleep, and occasionally come to see your mother. It's Dad, who is Zhang Luo inside and out, physically and mentally exhausted, and I'm really worried that he will fall. How can this be?

"I don't dare to fall down, no matter how tired I am, I have to hold on, what will they do if I fall? ”

Du Juan was moved by what he said, and Lu Yun listened to it and cried. Afraid that the cuckoo would be hungry, she went to serve a bowl of hot rice again. The two men frowned, not knowing how to share their worries for the cuckoo. If it drags on like this, there will be no one to replace it, and it will overdraw people to the limit. Qing Songniang didn't leave, Du Juan and Lu Yanqing would fall first.

It's definitely not a matter to go on like this, you have to think of a perfect strategy, not only to be filial, but also to take turns to take a breath, it's best to put Qingsong Niang'er's earnest wish. Wen Zhu looked at the light outside the window, getting brighter and brighter, as if he had seen the dawn, and his tightly knit brows gradually stretched.

"Okay, let me make a suggestion, let's see if it's okay?"

Everyone focused their eyes on Wen Zhu's body, waiting for his suggestion.

"Since my aunt is anxious, I will do my filial piety for Qingsong and accompany the old man through the last journey of his life, otherwise she will not be blind. ”

"How do you explain it in front of your uncle and aunt?" asked Huo Wen.

The cuckoo went to give a reason, saying that he had found a person who looked like Qingsong, and came to his aunt's wish. If things end up being a goof, it's fine. Sometimes hiding and tucking things doesn't help, we just want to get things done. What do you say?"

"Big brother is right, it's long overdue. In this way, you can share the pressure of Sister Du, and you can fulfill your aunt's wishes, I am afraid that this will make things worse. ”

Du Juan glanced at Wen Zhu gratefully, and after thinking that there was no better way, he agreed.

With the memory of last year, Wenzhu learned Qingsong again on the spot, which detonated the cuckoo's tears, and tears welled up.

"Big brother, you are like a different person, it's a pity not to be an actor. Lu Yun praised from the bottom of his heart.

"I am your sister Du's royal service, and I don't serve others. ”

Seeing Wen Zhu say this, Du Juan showed a rare smile in recent days, and went to the room to see the sound. Wen Zhu deliberately practiced a few more times in the living room.

The next morning, Du Juan talked to Lu Yanqing and his aunt. In the afternoon, Wenzhu appeared on the stage, dressed as the head of Qingsong's life.

Wen Zhu greeted the two old men.

Although mentally prepared, my aunt saw Wenzhu and muttered, "It's too similar! It's too similar! ”

Lu Yanqing was stunned, in a trance, and stupidly couldn't tell the difference. If it hadn't been for the cuckoo to say it in advance, he would have really thought he had entered an illusion. The figure, the hairstyle, the voice, the eyes, the walking posture, especially the charm of the hair, are no different from the green pine. No wonder the old woman said that she had seen Qingsong last year, and it turned out to be true, so she must have seen this talent.

The old woman was talking about the green pine in the house again. When he entered the house, Lu Yanqing deliberately raised his voice and shouted, "Old woman, my son is back." ”

After wiping his eyes, Lu Yanqing burst into tears first.

"Where is it? Qingsong, my son!"

The old lady was half-lying on the bed, her head against the wall, and there was a thin quilt on her body in the hot summer, and her various functions were failing, and she was thin and not human-like, and her eyes searched weakly.

She is like an oil lamp, with a short core of oil, burning like a bean, and the slightest sound of wind can extinguish it. Why is it still burning? Because her Si'er's willpower has not been exhausted, and it is still supporting her to live, otherwise she will not be able to die.

When Wenzhu stood in front of the bed, Qingsong's mother seemed to see Qingsong, her voice was a few degrees higher, and she shouted: "Qingsong, Qingsong, my son! You are really back! Mom is waiting for you so hard!"

Wen Zhu didn't know whether it was Qingsong possession, or touching the scene, Qingsong's mother's call awakened the most real thing in his heart. Wen Zhu knelt down with a "plop" and shouted, "Mom, my son is back." If you are not filial, you will kowtow!"

"Knock knock" three times, and the people around him saw that the tears were "pouring down", and they couldn't cry.

Qingsong's mother stretched out her hand and wanted to touch Wenzhu's face, Wenzhu crawled over on his knees, letting the skinny Qingsong's mother caress and look at it.

"Son, you make my mother think so hard! Since I saw you last year, I have been thinking about you, and I finally looked forward to you. You're not going to go any further, are you?"

Wen Zhu burst into tears, choked up and said, "No, no, I will always be with you." ”

Everyone was teary-eyed, and it took a long time to regain their calm.

In the days when Wenzhu was accompanied, Qingsong's mother seemed to have regained her senses, and she was no longer so hoarse and exhausted to call Qingsong's name over and over again. As long as she saw Wenzhu in her house or in her sight, she was very relieved and looked at Wenzhu calmly. Occasionally, I will be confused, and I will be reversed from my previous state.

Lu Yanqing and Du Juan relaxed a lot, and gradually recovered. It's just that Wen Zhu is tired, and her mother keeps calling every day, and she has to keep helping Qingsong's mother recall. In fact, if there are words, she has said it many times, and the line was broken as she spoke, and Wenzhu's reminder was connected again.

On the morning of the third day, Qingsong's mother was in very good spirits, and she actually asked Wenzhu to comb her hair. Wen Zhu hurriedly found a comb and watched her comb it carefully.

After combing it, Qingsong's mother asked Wenzhu: "Qingsong, isn't Mom beautiful?"

Wenzhu said: "Mom, the most beautiful in the world." ”

She added, "You've been making your mother happy since you were a child." ”

Wen Zhu hurriedly said: "I'm my mother's pistachio." ”

Qingsong's mother sang another children's rhyme, which made Lu Yanqing feel so excited, thinking that the old woman was about to recover, so she hurriedly ran to report to her sister.

Lu Xiufeng shook her head when she heard this, and said, "Return to the light and prepare for the future." ”

Seeing that Grandma was in such a good mental state, the cuckoo brought the sound over. Qingsong's mother wanted to hug her, but she was afraid that she would miss it, so the cuckoo let her touch it, and she didn't force it.

In the house, Wen Zhu helped her walk around twice, went to bed again, half-lying, and said to Wen Zhu: "Child, you are not Qingsong. But you're a good boy, and you chose the right one. Thank you. ”

Wen Zhu was stunned, "The bird is dying, and its song is also declining, and the man is dying, and his words are good." "I'm just a stand-in, do my filial piety, and I can't imagine that I can see through it.

thought it was her wish, but who knew that her heart was like a mirror, and she knew better than anyone else.

Not long after, Qingsong's mother passed away with a smile on her face.

Since there are no relatives in Fengyun City, Qingsong's mother's funeral is very simple, go through a ceremony. However, Lu Yanqing and Du Juan were so sad that they shed a lot of tears, after all, they are people who get along day and night.

Lu Yanqing even put away the old woman's urn well, and said that he would bring it back to Longcheng in the future, return to his ancestors and recognize his ancestors, and rely on Qingsong.