Zhao Siqing chatted with her a lot, and finally said softly: "Those people who hurt us back then have now been punished, you can see it in the sky, right?"

Would you be happy?

At least there will be some solace.

It's a hard world, but I'm going to try to be happy, and I think that's what you want. ”

*

On the other side, after holding on for a while, Mrs. Gu finally fell ill after arriving home.

Mr. Gu pushed the work at hand to take care of him at home, while Gu Shiyu was still busy in the company.

After Gu Anhui heard that Mrs. Gu was sick, she hurriedly ran back: "Mom, are you not feeling well?" How sick is the good end. ”

Gu Anhui sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Mrs. Gu, whose face was not very good, and spoke urgently.

Mrs. Gu slowly opened her eyes and gradually saw Gu Anhui's face clearly.

It's just that the more I look at it, the more I feel that there is a little resemblance to my own in the eyebrows and eyes of these facial features, and the beauty is beautiful, but the facial features have more of the beauty of a small jasper, and a little less of the coldness of Zhao Siqing and Gu Shiyu.

"Mom......" Gu Anhui said softly, reaching out to probe her forehead.

Mrs. Gu took her hand away, her gaze complicated.

She has personally raised Gu Anhui for more than 20 years, and she never thought that she was not her own child, so many years, how could she not be in love?

Gu Shiyu has been sensible since she was a child, she doesn't need to worry about it, she spends almost half of her energy on Gu Anhui.

But when she thought of her mother's original motive, thinking that it was because Gu Anhui's mother was greedy for wealth, she ruthlessly transferred her daughter to suffer, and Mrs. Gu was so angry that she could no longer treat her like before.

Mrs. Gu slowly lowered her eyes, thinking that other people's children were well taken care of by them, while her children were suffering outside, her heart was indescribably uncomfortable.

"Mom, why don't you call a doctor to come and see you." Gu Anhui spoke softly and gently held Mrs. Gu's hand.

Mrs. Gu quietly broke free and said softly: "An Hui, I'm not feeling well, you go back to the room first." ”

Gu Anhui was stunned for a few seconds and looked at Mr. Gu.

Mr. Gu looked at him and said softly, "Obedient, you go back to the room first." ”

Gu Anhui nodded and got up slowly, always feeling that the atmosphere was weird, and before leaving, she couldn't help but glance back at the two of them.

After the door was closed, Mr. Gu looked at his wife and said softly, "What are you going to do here, An Hui." ”

Mrs. Gu's eyes were complicated, and she couldn't help but think of watching her grow up day by day when she was a child, from babbling, to toddler, to she began to call her mother, and then she gradually became slim and became a girl.

More than 20 years are vivid, and every minute and second has really happened.

She put all her patience and love into this child, but it was the mother of this child whom she truly loved took away the joy and happiness that belonged to her daughter.

Mrs. Gu was silent for a moment and said softly: "Have you found out all the things that she and Qingqing disputed?" ”

顾先生替她调整了一下枕头，温声道：“恩，拍卖会洗手间的事已经无从查证，但安卉身上的伤应该不是卿卿所为。 Mrs. Huo's banquet Huo Jingchen and Qingqing did deliberately provoke An Hui, but it was also true that An Hui was doing something on the embroidery. ”

"What about the school?" Mrs. Huo spoke softly, and when she remembered that she had forced Zhao Siqing to accompany her to drink, she was always unable to let go.