Chapter Thirty-Seven: There Is a Mother Without Mother's Love
The east was white, there was no sunshine, Qingzhu woke up all night, the cold sweat on his body soaked the pajamas, he called the next person to get warm water, stepped into the bath bucket, buried his head in it, like a fish diving into the water, the water bubbles, white hair bloomed in the water like a bright peony, and when the feeling of suffocation came, he suddenly came out of the water, wiped the water off his face, a handsome but expressionless face, only his eyes flowed out of a melancholy gaze.
He remembered something in his previous life that made him feel daunted and helpless.
He was wandering with her, and finally someone wanted to adopt her, it was the god of Wule City, he thought that he finally had a home, and his mother hurt, although he was very reluctant to leave her, he still agreed to be the son of Shangshen Wule.
The mother is very beautiful, and he talks very gently, and he feels very warm when he picks him up, he is the embodiment of green bamboo, and it is very rare to get the moisture of maternal love, when the mother kisses her face, he almost wants to cry.
He was expressionless, but that didn't mean he was cold-blooded and ruthless in his heart.
With her, sometimes he couldn't find anything to eat, so he had to eat the worm, he told her to wait, he went to find it himself, he cut his clothes, and fell several times before he found the small worm that could be eaten, but before he caught it, the old worm would come out of the cave and block it in front of the worm, the old worm was very small, he could trample it into a pulp with just one foot, but the old worm, the mother of the worms, seemed very tall in his eyes, so he no longer beat their ideas.
He also wants to be like these little insects, no matter how difficult and dangerous they are, they will have their mothers to protect them, feel sorry for themselves, wrap themselves tightly in the wind, and cover themselves with umbrellas in the rain.
He is really very envious of others having a mother, he also wants to have, although sometimes he knows that this wish is too difficult and too difficult, he still can't help but look forward to it, can't help but shout in his dreams, once he really has a warm embrace, and his mouth says "good, good", so good, when he woke up and opened his eyes, he found that she was holding herself and comforting herself.
A bamboo may be a bamboo for a lifetime, without relatives, without emotion, God will not pay attention to the ardent desire in the heart of a green bamboo who has become a human.
Day after day, year after year.
Time flies by in four seasons.
Finally, the wait came.
He decided that his good days were coming soon, and it was a trivial matter to eat and wear without worrying, the important thing was that he had a mother, he had a mother, he had a mother!
He wants to tell the whole heavenly realm, the whole world, the little insects, and the little flowers and grasses, and he will soon be a person with a mother.
He hadn't slept for days, happy about the new life he was about to come and reluctant to be separated from her.
He thought it was the beginning of a better life, but he didn't expect it to be the beginning of a nightmare that could not be solved.
In the first few days of living in, Wule behaved well, no gentleness, but he didn't get angry, until, after a few days, Wule changed,
will look at him and look at him and pick him up for no reason, saying strange things in his mouth that he doesn't understand, the more he talks, the more angry he becomes, beating him as he talks,
Sometimes he uses his hands, sometimes he uses whatever he has around him, in addition to knowing that he should be beaten for naughty and mischievous trouble, he doesn't know when he has a reason to be beaten.
But he didn't dare to resist, afraid that his mother didn't want him, how difficult it was for him, how long did he wait to have a mother, he gritted his teeth and endured how much pain he felt, maybe he did something to make his mother unhappy,
He must pay attention in the future, he can't make his mother angry anymore, his mother has a lot of things to do every day, and he can't let his mother worry about himself.
He is very obedient, he is also a child, and he wants to go out to play, but he has to endure it, and he has to work hard to be a good child of his mother.
But, very ridiculously, he was wrong.
In front of the Wu family, in the eyes of outsiders, their mother and son are filial, but no one knows that Wu Le always finds fault and abuses him.
The most incredible time, Wu Le beat him with a wooden board while saying why he lived so well, why he looked so good, why he was so smart, he couldn't understand, he didn't understand that this was also wrong.
The reason why Wule beat him is getting stranger and stranger, and he will no longer be an obedient good boy, anyway, he will be beaten anyway, it is better to let go of his nature, and often play crazy until the middle of the night, the strange thing is that Wule will not beat him in this way.
He didn't understand, why he had a mother, but it was more painful than not having a mother, he wanted to leave, he really left, Wu Le quickly knew, caught him back, hung him up and beaten, hit the ground He screamed again and again, fainted, and only woke up after half a month, but in his consciousness, Wu Le had never come, not once, and there was no decoction for him, and all the people who served him were subordinates.
Slowly, he became numb, he didn't say anything anymore, he didn't laugh anymore, he didn't have anything to be happy about, only when he was with her, he could smile, he curled the corners of his mouth very lightly, laughed, he wouldn't, he felt that before he became an incarnation again, he was really an emotionless wood.
Then, time went by.
Day after day, year after year.
He grew up, and the beating and scolding never stopped.
He can't resist, so he won't resist, he won't cry, he won't beg for mercy, no matter how cruel and ruthless Wule is, he will grit his teeth and hold on, as long as he has been through that period of time, it will pass.
At night, he hid himself in the dark quilt, shivering all over, until he fell asleep with tears, this problem has not been treated, he forced himself not to think about those things, he did not sleep when he thought about it, he insisted hard, he really couldn't stand it, and he thought about it.
But as soon as he thought of her, remembered the pear vortex when she smiled, and told himself a lot of happy things, how happy she was in her new home, he dispelled the thoughts.
He envied her very much, and he was happy when he heard her say happy and happy things, he was always with her, and he heard her say that she was the warmest sunshine in his dark heart, and he was successfully incarnated because of her, and he wanted to live well because of her, just to be with her in the future.
He grew up, Wule didn't beat him so much, he would talk to him, whenever Wule pinched his hand, he was like a wolf's lamb who couldn't control himself and was frightened and frightened, even if Wule was smiling, he also felt that Wule was smiling with a knife.
After that, Wu Le didn't do anything to him for a few years, and that was because Wu Le asked him to prepare for being the lord of the city, saying that once the news was released, there would be people fighting for it, and he had to practice a true skill to make others feel convinced.
He didn't want to be the city lord, but only as the city lord could he see her every day, so he stepped up his practice and strived to ascend the throne as soon as possible.
Wu Le judged correctly, not long after the news of his ascension to the throne was released, someone called, and he had to lead his soldiers and horses to fight.
He had never fought before, and he failed. He withstood the city gates, but suffered heavy casualties, and he also pierced the other leader's sword into the stomach, and, for the first time, he let someone die at his hands, and saw the living people fall, and he was so frightened that he fell ill when he returned home, and woke up several times in the night.
He longed for Wule to see him, a few days later, he really waited for Wule, Wule didn't bring a decoction, and he didn't care about greetings, she came over with a ticking whip in her hand, and lifted the quilt on his body, a cold made his body tremble like sifting chaff, and he shouted in fear: "Mother." ”
"Get up!"
"I'm uncomfortable, I'm in pain. ”
"I'll ask you one last time, do you get up or not?" Wu Le flicked his whip hard.
He was so scared that he wanted to run, but he was injured and his stomach almost couldn't be saved, so how could he have the strength to run.
All you can say is, "I hurt." ”
Wu Le was so angry that his eyes were red, he sealed all the doors and windows tightly, raised the whip and threw it on his body, he let out a miserable scream, his upper body bounced, he felt that the stitched wound might be about to collapse, and the cold blood flowed out, and asked Wu Le: "Mother, why are you?"
"You still dare to ask me why, today I will beat you until you know why!"
Wu Le kept whipping one after another, beating him to the ground and rolling all over the bed, hitting him to the ground, rolling on the ground, his clothes were torn, and his skin was open.
He screamed "ahhhhhh
Wu Le took a heavy breath, ended the half-hour beating, and scolded angrily: "Because of you, so many soldiers died, why are you so useless, why are you still alive, why don't you die, you go to die, forget it!"
Wu Le finished speaking and walked out.
He covered his face and began to cry......
Qingzhu woke up in his aggrieved cry, he didn't understand, he remembered Wule, remembered so much unpleasantness, why couldn't he remember her appearance?
Where is she?
Qingzhu put her arm on the edge of the bathtub, trying to forget the unhappy memory, trying to think about finding her appearance, but it was Mo Zheng who appeared in her head.
Mo Zheng?
No way.
He sighed.
Mo Zheng was standing outside the door at this time, and she had been thinking about it since she came back last night, if what Ah Luo said was true, then, how should she talk to him,
This night, she thought about countless opening remarks and countless possibilities, but found that not only did she have no way to believe that they were the same person, but she also had no way to face him.
What could she say to him?
Thinking about it, she still came over, she first knocked on the side, and then slowly went deeper.
She knocked on the door, "Are you awake?"
Qingzhu didn't hear it.
Mo Zheng knew that Qingzhu was like this, and he couldn't speak when he woke up, and he tried it, and the door was easily pushed open.
But as soon as the door opened, she barely screamed and covered her mouth. Fortunately, she only saw his arm above the collarbone, and she hurriedly turned her back and closed the door.
Qingzhu was startled, thought for a long time before putting on his clothes, and said, "Come in." ”
"Got it?" she asked, regretting it, and her face was hot when she entered the room.
Qingzhu asked his subordinates to take away the bath bucket and asked Mo Zheng: "You weren't angry when I came back first yesterday, right?"
"I ...... Qingzhu, you ...... Can you finish cooking the ravioli for me?"
"Good. Qingzhu agreed very happily.
"Thank you...... Thank you. ”