When Mrs. Wu was the head of the church, she was used to wearing men's clothes, and she was also wearing men's clothes at home, her hair was tied up on the top of her head.

Only when you look closely can you see that she is a woman.

However, although she is a woman, the etiquette of a man is not inconsistent.

Xu is Jiang Youzhi looked at it for a long time, and Mrs. Wu's eyes immediately fell on Jiang Youzhi's face, she looked at him in a daze for two seconds, and then was in a trance, "This is ······"

King Kang smiled: "A good friend of mine, surnamed Jiang. ”

"Jiang?" Mrs. Wu didn't seem to like this surname very much, so she only nodded slightly, "Lord Wang, Jiang Gongzi, please." ”

Yesterday, after receiving King Kang's post, Mrs. Wu was confused.

She didn't have any contact with King Kang, and King Kang suddenly said that he was going to visit her, and she was a little baffled.

However, she didn't have any power in her hands, and King Kang didn't have anything to try, so she took the post and wanted to see why King Kang came.

Mrs. Wu invited the two to sit down in the lobby, and the maidservant came over to serve tea.

Mrs. Wu couldn't help but set her eyes on Jiang Youzhi, not because Jiang Youzhi was good-looking, she always felt that this posterity looked very kind, and she was a little familiar, as if she couldn't see enough.

When King Kang saw that Mrs. Wu was following a grandmother, he smiled and said, "I have something important to discuss with Mrs. ”

Mrs. Wu immediately understood, waved her hand, and told the grandmother to retreat.

Then King Kang asked his guards to guard the door, and then handed the burden to Mrs. Wu.

Mrs. Wu took the burden in confusion, "What is this?" ”

King Kang said: "Madame will know when you open it and take a look." ”

Mrs. Wu put the burden on her lap and opened it in confusion.

First saw the plain silk baby clothes on her face, she shook it open and looked at it, except for doubt, there was no other expression, and then saw the royal blue quilt, her face gradually changed.

She held the quilt, and her hands gradually began to tremble.

Then a tear slipped from the corner of her eye.

She looked at King Kang sharply, "Where did the prince get this thing?" ”

She clearly remembered that she chose a muslin cloth for this quilt, washed it and put it in the sun to dry, and then found a piece of blue brocade to make the quilt, and sewed it into a small quilt with one stitch and one thread.

King Kang smiled but did not answer.

Mrs. Wu seemed to understand something at once, and looked at Jiang Youzhi in a daze.

Jiang Youzhi saw the tears glistening in her eyes, and for some reason she couldn't bear it, so she said softly: "That dress was worn on me when my adoptive father picked me up eighteen years ago, and the quilt was wrapped around me. ”

Mrs. Wu was stunned when she heard this.

Two hands clutched the small quilt, "How is it possible-"

Then she stared at Jiang Youzhi, tears slid down in large pieces, and she choked up: "No wonder, when I look at you, I feel kind." ”

"You, you look a lot like your father."

She seemed to want to get up and hug Jiang Youzhi, but suddenly hugged her head, "God, what have I done?" ”

"How could I have lost my son like this?"

"How can there be a mother like me in the world, I deserve to die, I really deserve to die······"

Jiang Youzhi looked at her in extreme pain, and his voice became more and more poignant, and his heart became more and more unbearable, he slowly got up and walked over, and said softly: "You-don't have to blame yourself, all these years, I-have been doing well." ”

(End of chapter)