Mother Chen is now terminally ill and was speechless, but somehow now she looks a little better, and her withered face is also a little shiny, but this makes Qingjia even more frightened. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This is obviously just the tranquility before returning to the light, Qingjia deeply understands this, so it was really chaotic for a while, and he couldn't help crying in front of the bed.

Mother Chen's deep hand like a withered branch gently touched the top of her hair, Qingjia's careful and thoughtful care for so long has long made her regard her as a daughter, and now her life is approaching, her son is not around, only she is a relative by her side, and she can't help but feel a few ripples in her heart.

That's reluctance, distress, love, care.

"Don't cry and don't be sad, everyone has this time," she couldn't bear to see Qingjia's sad appearance, she had been dragging her down for so long, and now she knew that her life would not last forever, but she was relieved. In the future, she doesn't have to be a burden to anyone, and she can finally have a new life after she leaves, so Chen's mother didn't feel sad, but comforted Qingjialai: "...... I've worked hard for you these days, maybe I should have gone with Yun Zhao when his father left, so that it wouldn't affect you and Yun Zhao for so many years, and I'm most sorry for you. ”

Every word of her is piled up with life, both thick and deep, word by word on Qingjia's heart, at this moment she finally understood Chen Wei's original mood.

These days, Chen's mother's understanding and love for herself have long made her put aside the past and treat her as her own mother.

Just as she was about to speak, she opened her mouth but found that her throat couldn't make any sound except for low sobbing, Chen's mother brushed away the tears on her face with her fingers, and her eyes were unprecedentedly clear and soft: "Jiajia, in my mother's life, I have been beautiful and rich, even if the Chen family has declined, I have never suffered." If the glory of the first half of your life is innate, then the peace of the last few years is all because of your efforts, I am really grateful to you."

Qingjia shook her head desperately, but the tears made her have no sense at all, she really wanted to tell Mother Chen that this was not the case, everything she did was willing, and there was no need to thank and others at all.

Mother Chen said this, and when she saw that people were about to die, she grabbed Qingjia's hand: "...... I have nothing to regret in this life, but now the only one who can't rest assured is you, Yun Zhaoyuan is at the border, and after I leave, you are really the only one left," Chen's mother thought of this, and her originally dry eyes were also filled with tears, and she choked up: "You are a weak woman, what should you do when you are young......

As soon as she said this, Qingjia also felt sad, although Chen's mother has always been in poor health and needs to be taken care of, but there is no one to talk to in the huge family, but now not only is there no family, but there are no people, how can this be good.

Qingjia couldn't stop crying, if Chen Wei came back in the future, how should she explain to him.

Chen's mother was distressed and helpless for the bumpy and lonely fate after Qingjia, both of them were reluctant, and the living and the dead were goodbye, which was the saddest thing in the world.

Suddenly, as if she thought of something, Chen's mother instructed Qingjia to bring paper and pencils, Qingjia didn't know so she only knew that she was probably going to leave her last words, so she didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly ran to the study to get the four treasures of the study, and said to Chen's mother: "Mother, if you are ...... If you have anything to say, just tell me and I'll write it. ”

This was a good intention, but Chen's mother shook her head and refused, saying, "No, you help me up, I need to write it myself." ”

Qing Jia sobbed and brought the bed table and put it away, then spread out the paper and pen, grinded it carefully, and only after everything was ready did he hand the ink-stained pen to Chen's mother.

Chen's mother's hand was already a little unable to hold the pen, and it took several pieces of paper to be able to write, Qingjia was terrified when she saw it, and she wanted to speak several times, but she was blocked by Chen's mother's insistence.

Qingjia lowered his head, looked at the ground, his eyes did not dare to glance, his mood was also very low and sad, he cried quietly, and he didn't dare to sobbed too loudly, so he could only secretly wipe his tears.

Finally, Chen's mother opened her mouth and then raised her head, and before she could say anything, Chen's mother handed her the letter.

Qingjia looked down, the first half of the letter was Chen's mother's thoughts about her son and her explanation of the future, and the second half was all her praise and gratitude for Chen's mother's filial piety and dying.

The last sentence of the letter is also said to Chen Wei, so that no matter how his identity and status change in the future, he must not forget his original intention and live up to his wife.

Definitely, be sure to treat her well.

In an instant, Qingjia burst into tears.

“…… My son I know that he is certainly not the kind of person who is ungrateful and twilight, but if there is a case, you have this will, as long as he still recognizes me as a mother, he will not be able to treat you lightly. ”

She is using what little value she has left to benefit her future, how can Qingjia not understand such good intentions?

“…… My last wish in this life is to hope that one day you will be reunited as a husband and wife, not to seek any great wealth and wealth, but only to wish you peace and prosperity. ”

"Mother......

Mother Chen's breath became weaker and weaker: "Even if it ...... Can't be around and watch...... I will bless you too......" Her hand gradually loosened: "Jiajia...... Take care...... Also, thank you......"

The dry hand suddenly lost its strength in Qing Jia's palm, like a kite with a broken string, no longer under any control, the body and consciousness were gradually stripped away, and the end of life finally came to an abrupt end, closing the eyes that would never open again.

The night came silently, Qingjia didn't notice the storm outside, and the whole person was in extreme sorrow.

Although she is not biological but better than her biological child, she has taken care of herself vividly over the years, although there was indeed discord at the beginning, but she is not very resentful by nature, and now her mind is full of Chen's mother's good, it really seems to have lost her biological mother.

Originally, as soon as Chen Wei left, she took taking care of Chen's mother and taking care of the family affairs as her goal and responsibility, but now, she ......

She looked at the chaotic, slightly dilapidated walls, and she had mixed feelings, and in the end she had done nothing.

In this way, Qingjia spent the darkest night of her life.

……

The next day, after a night of rain, the rain finally eased, and the lack of water and rice all day yesterday and the sadness made her quickly haggard.

It was now an abandoned village, with no people or animals, and she dragged her tired body to find a shovel and went to the backyard to dig a little bit of earth, tears and sweat rolled down and disappeared into the dust.

He Yingyuan rushed over immediately when he got the news, but Chen's mother didn't last until that time, and by the time he arrived, he was already dead.

Seeing that Qingjia was grief-stricken, he could only help out as much as he could.

In just one afternoon, there was a new grave in the backyard, and Qingjia knelt on the burning paper regardless of the dampness on the ground, He Yingyuan handed her the mat but did not move, and could only sigh secretly.

At night, she still refused to get up to rest, He Yingyuan was very distressed, so she didn't eat, drink, sleep, don't wait until the funeral was over and she would get sick again, so she persuaded again: "Jiajia, take a rest, your mother-in-law definitely doesn't want to see you like this now, if you are tired, how can it be good?" ”

Qingjia opened her mouth, as if there was something blocked in her heart, and she obviously felt that her tears were dry, but now that she listened to the words of comfort, why couldn't she control it.

"My mother-in-law ...... on weekdays Wait for me...... Very good," her sobbing voice made the words staccatolate as soon as she came out: "I promise my husband that he will ...... Serve her well for the rest of her life......"

She took something out of her bosom and held it in her hand to show him: "Look, this is a gift from her for my seventeenth birthday...... It is said that it was when she was newly married...... My father-in-law accidentally found a beautiful jade, so he made a phoenix hairpin and gave it to her......"

Qingjia looked at the jade hairpin in her hand blankly, although she tried very hard to restrain her emotions, she was still a little out of control: "Mother-in-law, she has always cherished it very much, and she has kept it close to her, and I haven't seen it a few times since I take care of her every day......"

However, although it is such a cherished thing, she still gave it to herself, this kind of love is extremely rare between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law in this world, she really spoils the child in front of her as her own daughter, even if there has been disharmony, but she is also moved by her sincere treatment of herself day and night.

"I don't have a mother, and I don't know how much love there is between mothers and daughters in the world...... But I really think she's very nice to me. ”

Chen's mother felt a little more pity for her than Chen Weidu, which made her how could she not be sad.

These words, which she had never said, were finally revealed in front of Chen's mother's grave. can only blame them for being such affectionate and introverted people, and they are never good at expressing their feelings, but they have always been silently thinking about each other.

He Yingyuan's heart was also sour when he heard this, looking at her thin shoulders trembling, he was speechless and comforting, so he could only quietly accompany her to burn paper.

People, in a lifetime, they can't escape the words of life and death.

*******

Just settled Chen's mother's funeral here, He Yingyuan asked Qingjia what he planned next. She looked around at the empty and lifeless room, silent.

He Yingyuan interjected at the right time: "The people in this village have either been arrested or fled, and now they will definitely not be able to live anymore." ”

Qingjia was a little reluctant, but he still had to admit that He Yingyuan was right, so he nodded silently and agreed.

"Or," He Yingyuan hesitated: "You go back to the county with me, my wife is also about to give birth, and she is very upset on weekdays, so you just go to be a companion with her and talk to her." When the situation improves, you can plan more, okay? ”

Qingjia knew that He Yingyuan couldn't bear to be alone and floating around, so she said this, but she couldn't pretend to be confused.

"Ying Yuan, I appreciate your kindness."

He Yingyuan was stunned for a moment before he realized that he had been rejected, and he was anxious at the moment: "What? What's wrong with you? ”

Qingjia shook her head and sighed: "My mother-in-law has just passed away, and my husband is still not aware of this news at the border pass, but the road to Yuncheng has long been blocked, and the letter cannot be conveyed." She thought for a moment, "Now that I'm the only one left in the house, I want to go to him." ”

Yes, look for him.