The man was still indifferent to Xiaoqiao's sad pleading.

Look down at the baby who finally stopped waving his limbs.

The corners of his eyebrows and eyes kept jumping.

From this, it can be seen that the old man's inner activities are struggling fiercely.

When Xiaoqiao's cry was finally slowly blown away by the wind, the baby, who was mostly soaked in the mud, closed his eyes.

The man was stunned for a moment, then sighed softly.

"He's dead. Now, you're satisfied, right? ”

Xiaoqiao, whose voice was already crying, slowly stood up, staggered, and when he turned to leave, he said indifferently: "I will never forgive you." I also can't accept that my future children will have such a cruel father. ”

"Little Bridge!"

The man raised his head suddenly, his face was hideous, his eyes were painful, and he roared, "You don't know, you don't know!" You, don't know anything. ”

Xiaoqiao stopped, and said without looking back: "I only know that you can watch a child die slowly like this." That's enough. ”

"I don't want to do that either!"

"But that's what you did."

"He, he-"

The old man stretched out his hand and opened his mouth as if he was about to say something, but after saying these two words, he closed his mouth again, and his hand drooped.

That incident, he would rather be misunderstood by Xiaoqiao that he was a cruel person than say it.

Because he really can't guarantee that his gentle and kind wife will be able to live happily in the years to come.

"Don't come to me again."

Xiaoqiao waited for a moment, not waiting for the man to speak before stepping forward.

When she was walking, she actually hoped that the man would take her hand and beg her not to go.

Because she also knows very well that her husband can't be blamed entirely for this matter.

It was someone who told her husband that at this time of the night, when he came to this place, he would see an abandoned baby.

As for who the person who told her husband was, Kobashi didn't know.

She only knew that this child had a direct relationship with the fate of the two of them.

If the child is really that child, even if he is a child with Progeria, even his biological mother can't accept him and wants to abandon him, Xiaoqiao has to raise him as his own son and give him complete maternal love.

If this kind of thing is put on other women, especially those who have just gotten married and are hoping to have a cute baby, it can't be said that it is absolutely unacceptable, but it will definitely not be happy.

Small bridges can.

Because she - kind, docile, obedient.

When she was a child, she could cry because she accidentally stepped on an ant to death, and she was the kindest elf in the world.

It was also Xiaoqiao's kindness and docility that allowed him to obey his father's arrangement, give up his superior cosmopolitan life, and marry a man who was nearly twenty years older than her.

This man is as dry as a turtle.

But his love for Xiaoqiao is incomparable to all men combined.

So Kobashi loves him too.

This is also the reason why after seeing his cruelty, he is still willing to give him another chance.

Man, did not cherish this opportunity.

Because after he walked more than ten meters out of the small bridge, he was still kneeling in the mud, staring down at the dead baby, motionless.

Xiaoqiao closed his eyes, sighed softly, and was about to speed up his pace, but he heard her husband screaming behind him: "He lives, lives!" ”

"What?"

Xiaoqiao Huo Ran turned around and looked over.

I saw my husband, who was kneeling on the ground, covering his face with his hands and crying bitterly.

How could a dead baby be alive?

Kohashi didn't believe it.

She didn't believe that the newborn baby, after soaking in the muddy water for most of the time, had no signs of life and could still come back to life.

"He lived. He was finally alive. He, he's that kid! ”

The husband was still crying, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad.

Shouldn't he be happy that a baby who has died has come back to life?

Why, is he sad?

In the cry, there is also a deep disappointment.

It's as if when a baby comes back to life, he loses his most precious thing.

Xiaoqiao didn't think much about it, just ran over, fell to his knees with a pop, and hurriedly looked at the child.

The husband was right, and the child was alive again.

He started crying again.

Although the cry was not even as good as that of a newborn kitten, he was crying.

Small hands, little feet, in the slow dance party.

The baby who was supposed to die, after being reactivated, this already shocked Xiaoqiao.

But what made her even more incredulous was that when the baby opened his eyes crying, she found that his eyes had turned pale red.

It's like there's blood flowing.

More like!

Strange –

And the red monster is still gradually getting thicker.

In just a dozen seconds that Xiaoqiao was in a daze, it turned into the color of blood.

You can close your eyes and imagine that a newborn baby, or a child with Progeria, looks extremely ugly, and the eyes are demonic blood red, no, it is red, so that whoever sees it is not afraid.

Xiaoqiao was also scared, and his teeth couldn't help chattering.

Subconsciously, she hugged her husband's arm and asked in a trembling voice, "Why, how can this be?" ”

"Demons, demons - possessed. Haha, haha, Xiaoqiao, this is the kid we're looking for. ”

The husband jerked his head up and laughed maniacally.

The words he uttered while laughing maniacally were indistinct, and Kobashi didn't have the heart to discern them at this moment.

All she heard her husband say was that this was the child they were looking for.

"Xiaoqiao, do you still want to take him away?"

The husband raised his hand, wiped his face fiercely, and asked Xiaoqiao: "If you don't want to, I won't force you." No one will force us. ”

"Why, no?"

Looking at the baby's small bridge, the fear in his eyes slowly dissipated, and the mother's love that had been many years earlier floated.

Xiaoqiao is the kindest and most docile girl in the world.

She had obviously seen that the baby's origin was unusual and very bewitching, but her kindness still prompted her to slowly reach out and hold the child out of the mud in her arms.

She obviously has no experience as a mother, but she inexplicably holds the child, supports the child's small body with her left hand, puts his little head on the crook of her arm, pats his back with her right hand, looks down at him and whispers softly again: "Why, no?" Look, what a good boy. He's smiling at me, isn't he? ”

"He was just born, and now he can't see anything clearly, how can he smile at you?"

The husband wiped his face again, stretched his neck to look into Xiaoqiao's arms, and was stunned.

Laugh.

The newborn baby, after being held in Xiaoqiao's arms, was indeed smiling at her.

Although the appearance of the child with Progeria is ugly, his smile on Xiaoqiao is so innocent.

It was the son who lay in his mother's warm arms and smiled comfortably.

The crimson in his eyes gradually faded as he smiled sweetly and under Xiaoqiao's gentle gaze.

Eventually, the clarity that the baby should have had was restored.

"This is my son."

Xiao Qiao was completely fascinated by the baby's laughter and clear eyes, patted him on the back, and murmured, "You are my son." ”

The husband bit his lip hard, and echoed with a forced smile: "Yes, he is your son." ”

"Then what should he be called?"

Shouldn't any mother, when she picks up her child for the first time in her life and is full of happiness, start thinking about naming her child?

The husband's face returned to normal, and after thinking about it, he said, "Some people say that his surname should be Li." ”

"Why do you want to be surnamed Li?"

"Only with the surname Li can he live."

"Okay, then his surname is Li."

Xiaoqiao, who was spoiled by him as a daughter after marrying her husband, never asked questions about such trivial matters, and would only cooperate with him: "Li-Li, what? Hehe, why don't you name him Li Jing. Li Jing was the god of war during the Tang Empire. I really hope that when my son grows up, he will become a modern military god who will help the country to bring peace to the rest. ”

When Xiaoqiao was fantasizing about the son she had just recognized and could become a generation of military gods Li Jing, she didn't notice that her husband's face suddenly appeared with extreme horror.

But soon, the horror disappeared on his face, and he shook his head and laughed dryly: "Hey, hey, hey." Isn't his name Li Jing right? ”

"Why not?"

"God of War. Since he is a god of war, of course he is full of evil. What's more, what happened to Li Junshen after his death-"

"Don't say any more!"

Xiaoqiao hurriedly interrupted her husband.

What happened to Li Jing after the death of Datang Lijing?

In fact, Li Jing's fate is still very good.

Unlike Wei Zheng and Fang Xuanling in the same period, after death, he was either whipped or beheaded by the whole family.

According to historical records, in April 649, Li Jing died of illness at the age of 80, less than a month before the death of the great Majesty Li Er.

A glorious history has come to an end.

Li Jing's life is successful, and the official to the prime minister can be said to be under one person and above ten thousand.

As a military general, he made great achievements, and after making great contributions to the Tang Dynasty, he avoided the tragedy of high achievements and bad deaths.

This is due to the wisdom of Tang Taizong, but also to his wisdom.

But in the later period, he lived a rather poor life, almost never went out to avoid suspicion, and he didn't dare to socialize with his colleagues.

Since Xiaoqiao admires Li Jing, the god of the Tang Dynasty, of course he can know his brilliant life.

But at this time, she was immersed in the joy of "being a mother", where did she still have the heart to think about what her husband said about Li Jing's bad end?

It was only for fear that her husband's crow mouth would say something unfavorable to his son, so he interrupted in time and asked, "Then what should you say, what should he be called?" ”

"I'll have to think about this."

Looking at the baby who was lying in Xiaoqiao's arms, yawning comfortably, and closing his eyes, the husband raised his head.

Just now, there was lightning and thunder in this world, and silver snakes were scurrying, as if some demons and monsters were going to escape from the underworld.

But now, it's a different story.

In smooth water.

Haiyan River is clear.

The bright moon is in charge.

A line of nocturnal geese, quacking, flew overhead to the south.

Xiaoqiao also heard the cry of the wild geese, and also raised his head, muttering, "The northern geese fly south-"

The husband immediately said, "Then let's call it Li Beiyan." ”

"It's not a good name."

Xiaoqiao immediately shook his head and denied it, and smiled: "I think, it's called Li Nannan." ”

"Surname Li, Li Nannan? Good. It's called Li Nannan! ”

The husband immediately nodded in agreement, and then he was rolling on the fart, only praising the lady for reading history books, and exporting chapters, quite Cao Zijian's seven-step style, so that he couldn't help but kneel down and worship, kiss her toes and so on.

"Die."

Xiaoqiao's face flushed, and he slowly stood up with the child who had fallen asleep, and said softly: "Nanfang, Li Nannan, let's go home." ”

Li Nannan was taken away by Xiaoqiao and his wife.

The moon was bright, but it was slowly obscured by a dark cloud.

The wind is up again!

Click!

With a thunderclap that almost shattered the whole world, the raindrops of soybeans fell from the sky again without warning.

A woman with a disheveled head, stumbling from the south.