Chapter 88: Mother (Today's Sixth Shift, Fourth Shift)
"Auntie, you say...... Am I, am I the baby I was brought back in? ”
Zhu Xiurong's eyes were already full of tears, she looked at the aunt in front of her, and her voice was trembling. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
"Yes!" The person in front of him nodded.
"Then Auntie, you are ......" Zhu Xiurong looked at the person in front of him in a daze.
Auntie's name is Wan Qizhen, and this Zhu Xiurong knows it.
"Silly boy."
Wan Qizhen didn't say anything, just gently stroked Zhu Xiurong's face, and everywhere her fingers touched, there were tears.
Zhu Xiurong sat in a daze, biting his lip tightly, and couldn't react at once in his head.
Since she was a child, Zhu Xiurong has never seen her parents, she has always regarded herself as an orphan, and she only regards her aunt as her only relative.
It's not that she hasn't imagined what her parents are like, and she has also thought about the reasons why her parents left her.
However, there are thousands of reasons and circumstances, and they definitely do not include these things that Wan Qizhen is telling her now.
"Your mother's name is Zhang Yan. Your father, called Zhu Youji, the historical Ming Xiaozong, the Ming Dynasty Hongzhi Emperor. ”
Speaking of this, the aunt paused, and there was an indescribable melancholy in her voice: "...... It is also the only couple in history who have been monogamous for life. ”
Zhu Xiurong remembered what her aunt had just told her, and until now, she was a little dazed.
Especially, after listening to the story of her father and mother told by her aunt.
“…… Auntie ......" was silent for a long time before Zhu Xiurong slowly spoke, "Didn't you say that my mother came back with me?" ”
"So...... Where is she? Zhu Xiurong said and spoke, her voice trembling, "Where is she?" ”
If the mother also came back with him, then, why, in his memory, there is no shadow of the mother at all?
But...... Mother's surname is Zhang......
Wait a minute!
"Auntie......" Zhu Xiurong's voice trembled, "When I was a child, you often took me to see an aunt surnamed Zhang...... She...... She's ......"
"That's right." Wan Qizhen's voice was faint, "That aunt is your mother." ”
Zhu Xiurong was speechless.
That aunt she remembers!
When she was very young, her aunt often took her to a hospital to visit a woman who was lingering on a sick bed.
At that time, the aunt's explanation was that the woman who was lingering on the sickbed was the aunt's best friend, and now she was sick and needed her to take care of her.
And this woman likes children very much, if she takes Zhu Xiurong by her side, then it will be much better for her body.
Zhu Xiurong recalled the bits and pieces with that woman, and tears fell in a daze.
Zhu Xiurong was sensible very early, and when she was very young, she knew that she was not Wan Qizhen's biological daughter, although Wan Qizhen was also very good to her, but she was always a little cautious in dealing with people.
Wan Qizhen told her at the time that she asked her to accompany this lingering sick woman, and Zhu Xiurong obediently complied.
At first, it may have been regarded as some kind of task, but gradually, Zhu Xiurong fell in love with this lingering sick woman.
Because, this woman, to her, is so gentle and gentle.
Whenever this woman spoke to her, she was doting and gentle, looking at her own eyes as if she were looking at the most precious treasure in the world.
Needless to say, the woman will see what she wants, and then the next time she goes to see her, she will magically take out what she wants.
Children's minds are sensitive, and after a few times, Zhu Xiurong really likes to be attached to that woman, many times, Wan Qizhen didn't say anything, she would take the initiative to see her.
"Aunt Zhang, I like you very much, I like you very much."
Several times, when there were only two of them in the ward, Zhu Xiurong would hug the woman on the hospital bed and whisper in her ear: "Aunt Zhang, how good it would be if you were my mother." ”
I remember that at that time, the woman did not speak, but smiled and hugged herself, and kissed her lightly on the forehead.
It's just that the smile at that time, even after so many years, Zhu Xiurong still remembers it very clearly.
The melancholy and sentimentality in that smile, the young Zhu Xiurong didn't particularly understand it at the time, but when he looked at this smile at that time, the feeling of hanging a thousand catties of scales in his heart seemed to be still in his heart now.
Unexpectedly, that woman turned out to be her mother!
"Why? Why? Zhu Xiurong buried her hands in her palms and cried loudly, "Why didn't she tell me?" ”
Wan Qizhen's eyes were also red, and she turned her head, trying to restrain her tears.
"Auntie, she'...... She ...... now" After Zhu Xiurong cried for a while, he raised his head and looked at Wan Qizhen expectantly.
"When you were seven years old, you died." Wan Qizhen sighed softly.
Zhu Xiurong bit his lip, and the tears that had just stopped gushed out again.
She had already vaguely guessed.
After she was seven years old, Wan Qizhen never took her to that hospital again.
When she was a child, she asked Wan Qizhen at the beginning, but Wan Qizhen just smiled and told her that the woman who lingered on the sickbed was going to a far away place and might not be able to see her again for a long time.
Zhu Xiurong has always missed her very much, and she also asked Wan Qizhen, but after asking a few times, Zhu Xiurong did not ask again.
Because Wan Qizhen's expression ...... every time she asked. Although Zhu Xiurong was young, he vaguely guessed that the answer was that he didn't want to know and Wan Qizhen didn't want to say.
But...... But...... Zhu Xiurong cried even louder.
Looking at Zhu Xiurong, who couldn't help crying, Wan Qizhen sighed, gently hugged Zhu Xiurong into her arms, and patted her back softly.
"Silly boy......" Wan Qizhen's voice was also an indescribable melancholy and sigh.
Zhu Xiurong cried for a long, long time.
With such a sudden news, Zhu Xiurong didn't know what to think about to face it, and at that moment, it seemed that she didn't know what to do except cry.
However, no matter what kind of emotion you have, after crying for so long, you are almost cathartic, and after you calm down, you have to face the things you have to face.
"Auntie." Zhu Xiurong took the towel that Wan Qizhen brought over, and applied ice to her red and swollen eyes from crying, "Can you tell me what happened when my mother came back?" ”
"How could she ...... Will you just get seriously ill and leave? ”
"......" Wan Qizhen was silent for a while, then said with a wry smile, "This matter is a long story." ”
"To put it simply, when you and Ayan come back, the institute will arrange for Ayan ......to be hospitalized as soon as possible," Wan Qizhen bit her lip, "Ayan, she has been diagnosed with advanced cancer." (To be continued.) )