Fusheng didn't notice the strange atmosphere in the courtyard, and when he saw that the people at the door didn't react, he entered the courtyard with a puzzled face. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 As soon as I came in, I saw my mother standing at the door with a nervous face on her face, and she had a weeping expression on her face.

Fu Sheng looks very kind on weekdays, but the only thing that is difficult to talk about is about his mother. Xu is because he has no father since he was a child, and Fusheng has always known that his mother is alone, and it is extremely difficult to live with him.

Maybe his mother has gradually forgotten, but Fusheng remembers. His impression of his mother, when she was young, was extremely beautiful, a delicate young woman, with his half-old child, orphans and widows when she first arrived in this Xituo Village, and was remembered by an oil-headed scoundrel in the village after just a few years of living. Because he coveted his mother's appearance, he took advantage of his absence to sneak in and try to violate his mother.

Fusheng was more than four years old at that time, and because there was no male in the family, he was more sensible than other children since he was a child, but when he was just able to drag the net rope, he began to secretly hide his mother to work. That day, he happened to go out hunting, and luckily caught a gerbil, and excitedly brought it back to his mother, who knew that he heard his mother's screaming sound as soon as he arrived at the door.

Their mother and son are outsiders, and they have no place in this Xituo village, and the kind old people in the village have set aside such a piece of land to help them build a house, which is also called in the most remote village. It was in broad daylight, and his mother's exclamation was so loud, but no one heard it.

Fusheng didn't think about it, dropped the prey in his hand, grabbed the wooden stick leaning against the door, and rushed in. I thought it was a sand snake, rat and ant or something like that got into the house, but as soon as Fusheng came in, he subconsciously rushed to his mother's side: "Mother, don't be afraid, Sheng'er will protect you!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw that there was a sand snake, rat and ant in the house, and it was clearly a naked man who was viciously pressing his mother under him, tearing his mother's clothes. The days in the desert were already hot, and most of my mother's thin clothes had been torn apart. In the end, it was a three- or four-year-old child, Fusheng was suddenly frightened and stunned in place.

Fusheng Niang, who was already resisting, struggled even more violently, and yelled at Fusheng while resisting: "Sheng'er, turn your back, don't look, don't look at your mother..."

Fushengniang was already desperate at that time, and she couldn't escape the fate of being insulted, so she couldn't still let her son still watch from the sidelines, so she simply didn't live, anyway, if she was really tainted by this kind of scoundrel, she didn't plan to continue to steal her life, so she sent her son back to his father and found a place by herself, but she was still alive!

Fusheng didn't listen to his mother, he only had one thought at this time, his mother was being bullied, his mother was crying, he couldn't let his mother be bullied, he couldn't let his mother cry! So not only did he not close his eyes and turn around, but he clenched the stick in his hand and rushed forward angrily.

The man who covered Fusheng Niang's body was probably too excited, and Fusheng's movement when he came in didn't make him wake up, and he was knocked on the head by Fusheng with a stick, and it took a long time to react.

Touching the back of his head where the wooden stick had hit, the man fainted before he could turn his head. Fusheng Niang trembled and picked up her clothes, hugged Fusheng and began to cry, her heart was full of happiness for the rest of her life after the disaster.

That was the first and only time Fusheng saw his mother cry since he was a child. Since then, Fusheng has secretly vowed that no matter what happens, he must protect his mother and never let her cry again.

Now more than ten years have passed, although the mother and son have lived a poor life, but in the end they have lived on each other for so many years, although his mother does not say that she laughs heartily from time to time, but she has not cried. But now this man who came from nowhere pulled his mother and didn't say anything, and made his mother look sad and flustered, where could Fusheng endure it, and he threw down the things in his hand and rushed up.

Pushing the man away, Fusheng stood vigilantly in front of his mother and blocked the door tightly: "Who are you, what are you doing with my mother?"

The man was stuck in memories and couldn't extricate himself, but now he suddenly saw Fusheng rushing to him, and his eyes instantly turned red, "Xu Jiu..."

"You admit your mistake!" Fusheng Niang suddenly exclaimed: "He is not Xu Jiu, and he has nothing to do with Xu Jiu, he is my son, my son alone!"

The man came back to his senses and glanced at Fusheng deeply, then turned his head to look at Fusheng Niang and said, "Xun'er, go back with me!"

Fusheng realized the difference between his mother and this man, when the man mentioned the name Xujiu, his mother's obvious tightness, and his affectionate name for his mother, all told Fusheng that this person should be his mother's deceased. It's just that who are Koka and Xujiu?

Fusheng looked at his mother, quietly waiting for her answer, although he didn't know the identity of this man, but if his mother agreed, no matter where he went, he would always be with his mother.

The Bai family sisters also reacted at this time, and came forward with a rare solemn face. Qingyue has a straight temperament, and if she didn't understand, she simply asked directly, pulled the man's sleeve and said, "Old man, do you know Aunt Xun?"

The man didn't speak, and kept staring at Fusheng Niang tightly. Fusheng Niang froze for a long time, and sighed in compromise: "You go back, don't come to us again! He, don't worry about me anymore, it's... No fate, the past, forget it!"

"Forgot?" the man suddenly laughed, the corners of his mouth curled with deep bitterness: "He can't forget! As early as nineteen years ago, he had no right to forget!"

Fusheng Niang stubbornly lowered her head and said expressionlessly: "No matter what he forgets, don't come to us again." I'm not Xun'er for a long time, and I don't remember you for a long time!"

After saying that, he pulled Fusheng in, and planned to close the door to thank the guests. The man failed to get her wish, holding the door panel with one hand, and said word by word.

"He really can't forget it, because he was taken away by Akaye nineteen years ago!"

"It's not just him—" The man's eyes suddenly became heavy: "Koka, also went to Akaye's side!"

Fusheng Niang raised her head suddenly, staring at the man in disbelief, although she didn't speak, her eyes were really full of disbelief.

Akaye is the meaning of the god in Loulan folklore. Being taken away by Akaye means that the two have ...... He's dead?

The man didn't explain, just looked at her with heavy eyes: "You resent Xu Jiu and don't want to see him, don't you even want to see your own sister?"

"No, impossible!" Fu Sheng Niang shook her head, and couldn't stop stumbling a few times: "How can they be like that... Only... You're lying to me, aren't you? You're lying to me."