Wen Lan saw that her husband was happy, and said with a smile: "If you are willing to listen to me, the Cao family will have already imported Ding." ”

Cao Jingzhong's hand on his son's shoulder had not been put down, but the smile on his face disappeared instantly: "What do you mean?" ”

Wen Lan poured herself a glass of wine and said with a light smile: "It's not interesting, I just feel lonely, I want to find someone to accompany me at home and serve you, if you agree, I am grateful to you." ”

There was silence on the table, only gentle as if she hadn't heard the words clearly, and poured wine one cup after another with her neck tilted.

"In the past, you made trouble, I only thought you were evil and ruined your brain, but now you are still making trouble like this in front of your wife and sister in front of a large family. Wen Lan, what are you trying to do? Decades have passed, what's wrong with such days, you can explain it to me! Cao Jingzhong clenched his fists and stared at her, his eyes full of rage.

Wen Lan turned her head and coughed a few times, avoiding her husband's eyes, and only chuckled: "In the past, you wanted to marry a knowledgeable, gentle and virtuous woman, but you didn't want to marry me by mistake. Later, Gao Tang was newly mourned, and the child was young, and I didn't let go if you wanted to accept me.

But now that my in-laws have passed away for many years and the child has become a family, I can't stop you anymore. That girl is also a pitiful, she has been waiting for you for many years for no reason, we are either equal wives or concubines, we should always give people a name, right? ”

Cao Jingzhong laughed angrily, stood up and said hello three times in a row, before asking Wen Lan with red eyes: "You memorize every word I said before, just wait for it to be returned to me today, isn't it?" Others pity you and you see it, what about me? Wen Lan, I'm about to be tortured to death by you, have you ever seen half of it? ”

Wen Lan red-eyed, turned her head to look at her feet and said, "It's just a second room, are you so anxious to have a white face, or do you mean that you can't bear that girl to be the second room, and you want to force me to go to the court?" ”

Cao Jingzhong gritted his teeth, the green tendons on his hands were on the verge of rage, and several juniors at the table couldn't help but shrink their bodies, feeling bitter in their hearts.

"You! I'm anxious to be white or you don't give up, I just can't wait to ......"

Before the words fell, Wen Lan's cough was already louder, as if she was about to cough out all her internal organs.

Cao Jingzhong paused, but still raised his feet and walked to Wen Lan's side and comforted her helplessly: "Don't be angry, except for taking a concubine, I depend on you for everything......"

"Okay, I'll tell you. Didn't my brother-in-law think that my sister's cough like this was an incurable disease? Wen Wan opened her mouth coldly.

Cao Jingzhong, who was in a hurry, took the time to turn around: "Nonsense, your sister coughs every year because she is weak, but she is getting better a little slowly this year." A few days ago, the doctor came to take a look, saying that it was not in the way, and it would be good to wait for the cold to dissipate, and drink saliva. Cao Jingzhong put the tea cup to his wife's lips, but Wen Lan might as well cover her lips with a handkerchief to avoid it.

Cao Jingzhong's eyes full of worry darkened, and he only silently took two steps back and let Moyun do something.

But San'er, whose face was full of tears, knelt in front of him, hung his head and choked up: "Dad, my aunt is right, my mother's cough ......"

"Say no more! You get up! Wen Lan interrupted her son coldly.

Cao Huaiyuan, who was worried all day long, didn't listen, only pulled the hem of his father's clothes and cried: "Dad, my mother's cough is a corpse disease, tuberculosis, and a terminal disease that can't be cured!" ”

After speaking, the grief cried to the ground, and the grief that had been suppressed for many days exploded violently.

Cao Jingzhong first looked at Wen Lan, who kept coughing, and then looked at his son who was kneeling on the ground for a long time, and still didn't believe it: "Tuberculosis? Don't be kidding, your mother's health is ......."

As the words fell, he suddenly saw blood red dots on Wen Lan's clenched handkerchief. In the midst of the spinning of the world, he staggered two steps to hold on to the edge of the table, and asked Wen Wan with blurred eyes, "Really...... Tuberculosis? ”

Wen Wan nodded silently, unable to speak.

The liveliness of the room became sad, Cao Huaizhi and Cao Huaisong dropped the chopsticks and wine glasses in a daze.

Cao Jingzhong didn't care about this, he only staggered out of the house with his support to the wall, and after a while, he brought a black lacquered pine box and put it in front of Wen Lan: "What did the doctor say?" Don't be afraid, I've saved a lot of money over the years to treat you.

Originally, the person who gave you a cure must have been a quack doctor, tomorrow I will personally take you to Yonghe Hall, if Yonghe Hall does not succeed, there will be an imperial doctor, and if the imperial doctor fails, we can also visit the divine doctor......"

"It's too late" Wen Lan grabbed Cao Jingzhong, who was spinning around, and smiled at him softly: "It's too late, the doctor said that it is an incurable disease." ”

Cao Jingzhong's eyes finally rolled down tears, he smashed the money box in his hand that was like life, and the silver ticket title deed fell to the ground: "I have saved these all my life, but at the end, they can't exchange your life, so what the hell is the use of me asking for these?" ”

There was crying in the hall, Cao Huaizhi wanted to kneel in front of his mother and touch her hand, but Wen Lan took two steps back to avoid it, and said gently: "Son, stay away from me, it will infect you." ”

Cao Huaizhi couldn't hold back the tears in his eyes, and touched his head to the ground and mourned: "Mother, the child is not filial!" If the child had known this, he would have known ......"

He never imagined that his mother, who knew that he was crying for him, would one day be far away from him, and this day would come so early unexpectedly.

"My mother will let your father divide the family before she dies, and how you will live this life in the future is up to you." Wen Lan looked at her son, calm and calm.

"Don't be stunned, use chopsticks to eat, if you don't eat, the food will be cold. Life and death are fate, I have gained enough in this life, and I am content. ”

Cao Jingzhong didn't want to listen anymore, took two steps forward and picked him up, no matter what the people behind him would think of him, he just picked up the struggling Wen Lan and went back to the house.

"Cao Jingzhong, you let me down, please! If you are so close to me, you will die, you will really die......" Wen Lan beat him for a long time, and when she saw that he was indifferent, she finally cried fiercely. She is willing to give up everything, but he is reluctant.

"It's okay, I will guard you for one day as long as you live, and I will guard you for one year if you live. If I die, I'll marry you again in the next life. Cao Jingzhong kicked open the door of the bedroom, and the sadness in his eyes was like a knife carved like a sword.

Wen Lan buried in his chest, covering her tears, and muttered, "Then what if I'm gone?" ”

If I'm gone, who is waiting for you to come home, who is not allowed to drink and be greedy, and who is looking for a beautiful embroidery thread to make a spring shirt for you? I just can't bear you, I hope that someone can accompany you all the time, so that I can let go of this heart!

Cao Jingzhong didn't answer her again, he just hugged her tighter, and ordered all the servants to get out with a cold face.

Then, Wen Lan tasted a big rolling tear, but she didn't know if it was his or her own, and it was bitter and abnormal.

At that time, there was a cry in the hall, Wen Wan sat there without the slightest strength in her body, she just looked indifferently at these people who didn't care much about their sister on weekdays, but they cried more than the other when something happened. Filial son and nephew, heh! If you want to chat with more like-minded people about "Swallow Farmer", WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature", chats about life, and looks for confidants~