Chapter 103: One Poor and Two White

Zhizhou Mansion, in a quiet place, only heard the sound of knocking wooden fish in the backyard Buddhist hall, one by one, one by one, in the silence, the uninterrupted percussion sound spread far away.

Mrs. He, the mother of the Zhizhou Mansion, has to kneel down and recite the Buddha in this Buddhist hall every day, which has always been a pious meaning.

It's just that the sound of the wooden fish today seems to be a little different from the past, with some anxiety and a little hesitation.

"Mother, you have summoned your son this time, and I don't know what you have to teach your son?"

He Weicheng felt very strange, his mother never called him to come on weekdays, even if he disappeared in the Huaguo Mountain Water Curtain Cave, after his mother saw that he had nothing to do, he never let people come to look for him like this, but he was more occasional than in the past, and now he often comes to ask his mother for his daily life.

"Teachings? Hehe...... Is there no teaching, and I, as a mother, cannot call you here? ”

As soon as Mrs. He heard her son's words, she stopped knocking on Muyu's hand, and the cuckoo hurriedly stepped forward to help Mrs. He, who was kneeling on the futon.

Mrs. He stood up, turned around, and looked at the son in front of her with some displeasure.

"Mother, the son has never thought like this, the mother worked hard to raise the son to adulthood, and the son will put the mother first, just because the mother will never call the son to come as today, and the son has some doubts in his heart."

He Weicheng hurriedly lowered his head and explained as if admitting his mistake.

"Hey! Forget it, so much so. My own son, do my mothers still blame you, but my mother thinks about it, it seems that I haven't talked to you for a few days. Even if you often come to your mother's place to say goodbye, you only say a few auspicious words and Ma's common words and leave. Even after returning last time, my mother only asked a few casual questions. Hi! This is my negligence as a mother. ”

Mrs. He looked at He Weicheng's eyes and shook her head lightly, as if she was slightly sad.

"Mother, it's the son's negligence."

When He Weicheng heard Mrs. He's words, he quickly knelt down.

"The son has always taken his mother to heart, but there were too many things a few days ago, and his mother recited Buddha in this Buddha hall every day, and the son didn't want to disturb his mother's pure life because of these mundane things. Isn't it true that my mother can maintain peace of mind in the temple every day, which is what my mother has been looking forward to for decades? The mother's expectation is naturally what the son has been looking forward to seeing in his heart! ”

He Weicheng was full of guilt, knelt on the ground and looked up at his mother-in-law, Mrs. He, who was standing in front of him, and said slowly.

Mrs. He took two steps forward to help He Weicheng, He Weicheng struggled slightly, and then stood up with his mother's strength.

"Hey, my mother just hopes that her son can get better and better, and can glorify his ancestors for the He family, if your mother often comes to disturb you, maybe she will develop your indecisive character, but today, hey, ······"

Mrs. He looked at her son, who was already much taller than herself, and said leisurely with a look of wanting to speak.

"Cuckoo, stand down."

Seeing his mother's appearance, He Weicheng thought about it for a while, how could he not know that his mother must have something very important to say to himself, so he spoke out and asked the maid cuckoo who was often with his mother to retreat.

The cuckoo bowed slightly, saluted his young master and wife, and then turned around and left the Buddhist hall in a soft resignation, and closed the door when he walked out.

After the cuckoo came out of the door, he turned a corner lightly, walked towards the path next to the Buddha Hall, and whispered close to a small window in the Buddha Hall that was not often used, and the voices of Mrs. He and He Weicheng in the Buddha Hall came from the Buddha Hall.

"Mother, what did you say······ These ······"

He Weicheng listened to his mother's soft words, his eyes couldn't help but widen, and he asked in disbelief, and he forgot to look around to see if anyone was eavesdropping.

Mother said that my father had a good woman outside, and even when my father was the magistrate of Huai County, he already had this good woman.

Mother has always wanted to be a commendable Mrs. He Fu, and everything has always been centered on her husband, Lord He; Everything is wholeheartedly thought about by adults.

According to the old people in the house, for example, the old Awang once talked about or said~ At the beginning, after the father married his mother back, there was a sense of peace and warmth in the house.

My mother also felt that my father was a good father-in-law, and I really didn't see the wrong person, so I mentioned it to my grandfather when I went back to my parents' house to save my relatives.

After that, my father's official career became more and more prosperous under the operation of my grandfather, and naturally, the relationship between my mother and my father naturally became better and better.

Mother's former sisters all said that their mother's vision was really good.

In the past, his father's status as a poor and white, a poor scholar with his mother was a high branch.

Time passes, gradually~ The identity of the father has become higher, and even has a certain right to speak in the court, so it can only be said that the mother's vision of people is really accurate.

It was only later that my mother found some clues in the company of my father day and night, for example, my father would say that he was going to go far away, and then no one knew where my father went, but my mother felt that there was something wrong with my father's eyes after he came back, with some regret and unwillingness, but my mother did not notice anything wrong for the first time.

But year after year, even after my mother gave birth to me, my father often went out like this, and I didn't know where he went.

In this situation, with the death of my grandfather, there is no one behind my mother. From then on, my mother had to bear it alone in her heart.