When Meng Dongxing still had large and small injuries, he spread different varieties of chrysanthemums all over the courtyard, and happily invited Mrs. Taishi over.

But he didn't get the praise and smiles he imagined.

Mrs. Meng looked at the flowers in the courtyard for a long time, and then she lowered her eyes silently.

"Mother, mother, you see, this is the chrysanthemum I spent three months collecting for you, this is the spring water green wave, it is the latest variety cultivated by Baiqingfang! This is the Nine Rings of Mud, which I took from Zimo, this is Xueqing, which was given to me by Ake, this is the seabird on the shore, this is the Eight Spiral Posture, this is the white-clothed bachelor, the blue sky and the silver flower, the green green of Bianliang, the agarwood through the pearls, the Fangcheng Cui, the flying snow welcomes the spring, and the neon clothes are flying......"

Meng Dongxing's eyes shone brightly, and his eyebrows fluttered as he introduced the chrysanthemums he had gotten from various places.

In the end, he took out the pot of ink chrysanthemum, and his face was still a little embarrassed:

"This pot of ink chrysanthemum was obtained by comparing children with others, does the mother like it?"

Blinking his two starry eyes, he looked at the beautifully dressed woman next to her, but there was no smile on her face.

"Why ......"

Mrs. Meng's voice was a little small, but Meng Dongxing didn't hear it clearly, so he asked again: "What did mother say?" ”

"Why?!" Mrs. Meng raised her voice suddenly, and her eyes looked at Meng Dongxing like a sharp sword, "Didn't you say stay away from me?" Why do you still approach me again and again, don't you understand? I won't like you no matter what you do, why don't you understand! ”

Speaking of this, Mrs. Meng's expression was almost hideous.

"Madame!"

The maid and the old mother who had been waiting for Mrs. Meng next to her stopped at the same time.

Meng Dongxing was stunned, he looked at Mrs. Meng blankly, and only felt unprecedented panic.

"Why?"

"Why? Heh......" Mrs. Meng let out a ghostly smile, "Why do you say ......?"

"Madame, don't say it!"

"The lord will not forgive you, ma'am!"

"Because you're not my child at all!"

Mrs. Meng almost shouted out this sentence, and then slapped the chrysanthemum out of Meng Dongxing's hand with force.

The blue and white porcelain pot with a light color was cracked into pieces on the ground, and the ink-colored chrysanthemums were lying alone on the ground.

Meng Dongxing still maintained the movement of holding the flower pot in his hand, but the expression on his face was already stunned.

"Mother, what did you say?"

The maidservant and the old mother couldn't look directly and covered their foreheads with their hands, and the atmosphere was quiet and a little weird.

As if she had endured for many years and finally been released, Mrs. Meng told the truth in one fell swoop.

"I said that you are not my son, you are just a lowly seed born to that shameless woman, but you occupy the status of my son and enjoy the honor that belongs to the son-in-law! How could I possibly like you, how could my child be ...... if it weren't for you?"

Speaking of this, Mrs. Meng suddenly broke down and burst into tears.

"Madam, don't say that, the death of the little boy is not anyone's fault, don't say that, if the master hears it......"

"Why can't I say, if I didn't know that there was a woman outside him, how could I be so angry that I couldn't go to him, how could I have stumbled and fallen into the water if I didn't go to him, pity my child, it's been in my belly for six months! But I didn't have time to take a look at the world! ”

Mrs. Meng said with tears in her eyes, and the people around her fell silent.

Master Meng followed the excitement and happened to see the last scene.

"Sir!" The old mother shouted in panic, and knelt down with a group of maids.

"Madame didn't mean to say that about the little son, it's really that the pain of losing a child back then was too unforgettable, if that son was born, he must be as old as the little boy now......"

The corners of Mrs. Meng's lips drew a sarcastic arc, and she looked at Mrs. Meng with a smile.

This day will come, which is something that Meng Taishi expected, but he didn't expect it to come so soon. He pursed his lips tightly and said nothing, turning his head to look at Meng Dongxing worriedly.

The tears in Meng Dongxing's eyes slipped down silently, and he turned his head to look in the direction of Meng Taishi.

"Father, is this, really?"

It was the first time he had seen such an expression in the child's eyes, with shock, despair, and the confusion that had previously been destroyed in an instant.

"Alas-" Master Meng sighed and said softly, "I wanted to tell you the truth when you are older, but since you already know, come with me." ”

He didn't look at Mrs. Meng again from beginning to end.

Meng Dongxing didn't know what kind of expression he should use to look at Mrs. Meng at this time, so he only bowed his head and saluted in a muffled voice, and then left the courtyard behind Master Meng.

Looking at the figures of the father and son disappearing back and forth, a blank flashed in Mrs. Meng's eyes, although she said all the words that were pressed in her heart just now, she didn't feel a little happy.

She froze in place, looking at the blue and white porcelain basin that had been shattered into pieces, the scattered dirt and the ink chrysanthemum lying quietly on the ground, and a certain place in her heart seemed to have collapsed.

The old mother noticed her gaze, and immediately reprimanded anxiously: "What are you still doing in a daze?" Don't hurry up and pack it up! Move all these chrysanthemums for me! ”

When the subordinates heard the order, they hurriedly stood up and began to move in an orderly manner.

"Today's matter, if you dare to leak half a sentence, be careful of your dog's life!"

Hearing this, the subordinates took action one after another, and saluted the old mother with "yes".

Soon, the courtyard was full of people, and only the two of them were left.

Mrs. Meng's gaze looked into the distance, and suddenly said, "Mother Qin, am I doing something wrong......

For Meng Dongxing, her feelings are very complicated.

On the one hand, it was because of his mother that Mrs. Meng's miscarriage was caused, and on the other hand, the child was really dependent on her.

even tried everything to make her happy.

The old mother looked at Mrs. Meng with a hint of distress in her eyes.

She is Mrs. Meng's wet nurse, it can be said that she grew up watching Mrs. Meng since she was a child, and she also blamed herself very much for what happened back then, blaming herself for not taking good care of Mrs. Meng, which caused such a tragedy.

Because of that injury, Mrs. Meng was never able to conceive her own child again.

When she gets old, the only one who can serve her is Meng Dongxing.

If you can get along well with that child, it will be a good win-win situation, but it's a pity......

However, since things have developed to this point, Mother Qin naturally will not poke Mrs. Meng's sore feet again, but only comforts:

"Miss, you didn't do anything wrong, it's human nature that you can't like that child, you're not wrong......"

She called her young lady back again, and comforted the wounded woman like an old mother.

Mrs. Meng suddenly threw herself into Qin's mother's arms and whimpered and cried.

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