Faced with Classmate Meng's question, the woman in the white dress was stunned for a moment. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Obviously, in her consciousness, this question is not only so naïve, but also a kind of questioning of personality.

It's not biological, so what does that mean?

Could it be that Shen Menglong was born to another woman, and then he was just a nanny or a nurse?

You are the nanny, you are the nurse, your family is a nurse—— the woman in the white dress secretly shouted in her heart, and then, very dissatisfied, raised her head and raised her eyes—what caught her eyes was a young and handsome face, but now, this face was clouded and full of anger, and her eyes sprayed with a kind of anger that seemed to burn people to the inside and out.

The woman couldn't help but be stunned again, she was surprised, as if, she should be dissatisfied and angry, right, why, it seems that the roles have been reversed?

Under the angry gaze of the people in Tsing Yi, she actually felt a trace of uneasiness and loss, as if she was really wrong, and couldn't help but say: "Son, did the concubine do something wrong?"

Tsing Yi said: "Madame hasn't answered my question yet. ”

The woman in the white dress replied affirmatively: "It is the birth of a cheap concubine." ”

Tsing Yi said: "Then, you should have seen my anger. ”

The woman in the white dress said: "I saw it, it's just that the concubine doesn't understand." ”

Tsing Yi said: "What don't you understand?"

The woman in the white dress said: "The concubine seems to see in your eyes not because of hatred and anger, but for other reasons, or I don't understand what the reason is?" Let me tell you, mother, is the cradle of the child's life, she selflessly dedicates all her life to her child; mother, is the child's most innocent sky, no matter how dark the world is, no matter how deceitful and deceitful, but the mother's embrace is the most clean and true, no deception, no lie, no mask; mother, is also the child's wounded healing holy land, no matter how much wind and rain outside, how much pain, just return to the mother's side, feel the warmth of maternal love, but the elixir is innumerable...... And you-"

The woman in the white dress was stunned, she never expected that the man in Tsing Yi would say such words, her heartstrings shook, she lowered her head, and said, "It turns out that the son blames me for betraying the two children......"

The man in Tsing Yi snorted coldly and did not speak.

The woman in the white dress sighed lightly and said, "Have you ever heard a folk tale from the previous dynasty?"

Tsing Yi said: "What story?"

Mrs. Bairong said: "It was the last big showdown between the Song and Yuan dynasties in the Battle of Yashan and Mountain, when the national disaster was at the head, there was an old and decrepit couple, they already needed someone around them to take care of their lives, but, in order to protect the family and defend the country, they personally sent their only child to the front line of the war with old tears, according to Gongzi, are they right or wrong?"

The man in Tsing Yi was slightly stunned, looking down at the woman, and finally found a trace of struggle and more helplessness in her grief, despair, but unrepentant complex eyes.

Tsing Yi's heart trembled slightly, as if he had been touched by something, stretched out a hand, pulled up the woman in the white dress, and then, with a slight sigh, turned around, and moved.

As soon as he turned around like this, the pressure on the Shen family master disappeared, and he straightened his waist, but the stuffy air that had been accumulated in his chest for a long time suddenly relaxed, as if the overflowing accumulation had found a breach, and a mouthful of blood spurted out "wow", but it was also much more comfortable.

The woman in the white dress was stunned for a moment and said, "Childe......?"

The man in Tsing Yi didn't look back and said, "You come with me to take a look." ”

A remote village, a simple house, a wooden door with peeling paint that is difficult to distinguish from the original color.

The man in Tsing Yi raised his hand and knocked on the door.

Inside, a woman with an old voice asked, "Who, is it Honghong?"

An old man's voice said: "It's raining heavily outside, old woman, don't you hurry up and let their brothers and sisters in, they all tell you not to bolt the door, you don't listen, look at the children in the rain, hum ......"

The woman's voice said: "Didn't it look like the wind was blowing so hard just now, pouring the rainwater in, drenching the house, you clean it up." ”

"Alas, you're long-winded, didn't you see me walking, you think I'm slow, you have the ability to fly over and open the door." ”

"You, well, know that your legs are not good, walk slowly, the children are young and strong, it should be fine if it rains, if your old woman breaks it, it will be difficult to do. ”

"Bah, you just broke it!"

"Okay, I broke it, okay. ”

“......”

Listening to the voice, it should be very close, but a couple inside were talking happily, but the door was not open.

The man in Tsing Yi held an umbrella and stood at the door, without a trace of impatience, on the contrary, his face was solemn, and his eyes flashed with a touch of deep guilt.

Even the head of the Shen family and the woman in the white dress who were standing behind him also looked at the door silently and were speechless, letting the rain shower, all of them looked like chickens, but absolutely no one was dissatisfied or complained.

They knew that the people of Tsing Yi would never be so bored as to take them for nearly twenty miles away for no reason, to come to such a remote village, such a humble family, to do that pastime.

Finally, the door creaked open, and a lame old woman with gray hair and an old face appeared before them. The man in Tsing Yi put away his umbrella, leaned against the wall, stepped in, held the old woman with both hands, and said, "Aunt Feng, it's me." ”

The old woman blinked, looked at the man in Tsing Yi carefully, smiled, the orange-peeled old face stretched out, it actually made people feel several years younger in an instant, she laughed and said: "Oh, it turned out to be the third young man, the old man, the third young man is here, you quickly climb out." ”

The head of the Shen family, the woman in the white dress, the mother and son, also entered the house.

The head of the Shen family glanced at it, although the furnishings in the room were unexpectedly simple, but it was very clean, a table of eight immortals against the wall was bright and bright, and there were two soft Taishi chairs at both ends of the table against the wall, which may be the most luxurious and valuable guy in the whole room.

On the outward side of the table, there is a long bench horizontally, and in addition, there are actually a few wooden piers made of tree heads, and the planed one is smooth, so it should not tear the pants.

There was no inner room in the room, and the old man's voice came from inside.

When the Shen family master's gaze stopped at the small door in the inner room, the old man's voice came out again, full of joy and surprise: "Yes, is the third young man here, old woman, then you don't dare to come in and help me out......"

The woman in the white dress said to her two children, "Son, go and see the uncle." ”

"Yes, mother. ”

Her two children immediately walked quickly into the inner bedroom, and after a while, the brother and sister slowly walked out with an old man in their seventies in their arms.

The old man is also full of white hair, old and long-looking, but his spirit is not ordinarily good, and he smiled kindly: "It's hard to work for two babies, okay, okay, just sit here." ”

The two children placed the old man in the Taishi chair in the back, stepped back and stood with their hands down.

There was a hint of sadness in their eyes.

Because, they are not stupid people, from the time when the three young people in Tsing Yi called the eldest lady "Aunt Feng", they had already thought that this old man should be the parents of the Feng family brothers and sisters.

It's just that what they can't figure out is that it stands to reason that people as good as the Feng family brothers and sisters should have made a lot of money, but why, they still let their parents live in such a bad house, and suffer from such hardships, why not buy real estate in the bustling city and settle the second elder?

At this time, Aunt Feng let go of Sanshao's hand and went to boil water to make tea.

Sanshao moved a wooden pier and sat down against Uncle Feng, and said, "Uncle, how is your leg?"

Uncle Feng patted his right leg, shook his head, and said, "Old cold disease, it's not going to get better." Forget it, uncle is old, in this world, it is a miracle that he can live for so long, isn't it?"

Sanshao said: "Uncle, the kid arranged for you to go over to the south of the Yangtze River, over there, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the environment is good, why don't you agree?"

Uncle Feng shook his head and said, "Sanshao, this is the root of the uncle." This person, when he was young, just like the Roc spread his wings and hated the sky, he traveled all over the world, but as the years go by, the youth is no longer there, and the heart of missing the root will become more and more important...... At the end of the day, we have to go back to our roots. Uncle is old, many things have been seen through, the bustling city, is also a bed and a night, gorgeous brocade clothes for others to wear, delicacies from the mountains and seas, but also three meals, running bustling, wandering the city, but in the end it is still necessary to return to the origin of this root. Uncle is lazy by nature and doesn't want to suffer from that rush, so he doesn't go anywhere. ”

The woman in the white dress and the head of the Shen family were still standing, and their eyes showed a complex look that was both strange and admiring.

But the eyes of the two children of the woman in the white dress showed a different kind of understanding.

It's not that the Feng brothers and sisters didn't make money and didn't let their parents enjoy the prosperity, but the second elder refused.

Just for one reason: roots.

The woman in the white dress suddenly interjected: "This place is far away from the polder town, isn't it very troublesome for the uncle and the aunt to buy a life?"

Uncle Feng smiled and said: "This is thanks to the three young people, he has arranged people, ten days and a half months, people will send grain, oil, fresh meat and dried vegetables, moreover, our two old men still have a little money in their hands, it happens that someone has gone to the town, and it is not impossible to bring some small items." ”

The woman in the white dress nodded, looking down at the side face of San Shao, that young and handsome, if not a scar that destroyed some beauty from it, should be a face that was extremely beautiful and amazing, and even so, his confident eyes and sunny smile were enough to make up for his lack and replace it with a kind of perseverance and vicissitudes. Her heart ached inexplicably, her eyes flashed a little complicated, and suddenly her body shook and sneezed.

San Shao turned his head and glanced at her, the woman in the white dress was a little embarrassed, it turned out that her thin skirt had already been soaked in the rain all the way, although she was over forty years old, her beautiful posture was still full of bumps, and it was extremely lethal to men.

The head of the Shen family also felt weird, don't look at other places.

Uncle Feng raised his presbyopia and glanced at her, and then said to Aunt Feng, who was burning the fire: "Old woman, take a piece of clothing and come out, don't let this child spoil his body." ”

Aunt Feng stood up, hesitated for a moment, and said to the woman in the white dress: "Child, come here and bake it warm, Auntie's clothes are all old woman's, I'm afraid I won't take advantage of your body ......."

Uncle Feng's raised hand was also frozen in mid-air, and said, "This is ......."

Sanshao said: "What's the old man wearing, this is not a catwalk on the catwalk fashion show or the Oscar red carpet, just to keep warm temporarily, what's the matter?"

The woman in the white dress bowed her head lightly and said, "Trouble lady." ”

Aunt Feng said "no trouble", and was about to go to the inner room to find clothes when she was limped, San Shao quickly stood up, walked into the inner room without any scruples, and soon grabbed a light gray robe in her hand, shook it and unfolded it, draped it on the body of the woman in the white dress, and then gently pushed her, signaling her to go to the stove to warm up.

The woman in the white dress looked at him deeply and walked over silently.

Aunt Feng said with a smile: "This kid has saved the eldest lady's leg strength." ”

She shifted her position and said to the woman in the white dress: "Come, this seat is good, and you are full of anger." ”

The woman in the white dress was so sad that she almost burst into tears.

Although she is a noble woman, with the death of her parents, even if she marries a wife and enjoys the love of her husband, the kind of warm care that is regarded as a child is long gone.

Aunt Feng's warmth just evoked the long-lost heartstrings, and in an instant, her heart seemed to be brittled so soft, and her heart tingled.

Every person has their parents, and every life should be respected, because when you deprive them of their lives, you often indirectly deprive them of all happiness and hope.

The woman in the white dress was cranky, she didn't know how long it took, and she ignored what happened to the three young people and the two old people, and finally, when her two children pulled her up, and walked out of the house like a mechanized one, and her delicate face was drizzled, she suddenly found that she was already in tears.

Sanshao is still at the forefront, but he doesn't have an umbrella in his hand, could it be that he is also in a bad mood and forgets about it?

The Shen family master followed Sanshao half a step away, and seemed to discuss something with Sanshao in a low voice.

There was a slight rustling sound overhead, and she raised her head slightly, only to find out that Sanshao's umbrella was not forgotten, but supported by her daughter to shield her from the rain.

Both children hung their heads and seemed to be lost in thought.

The woman in the white dress said: "Yuyan, my mother's mental state was not good just now, I didn't pay attention, Sanshao, he, do you have any explanation?"

Her daughter said in a low voice: "Mother, the third young man told the head of the family that if our brother and sister can help him take care of Uncle Feng and the two old people, his grievances with the Shen family will be written off." The woman in the white dress suddenly lit up her eyes and said, "What did the head of the house say?

The son on the other side of her said: "The head of the family said that it depends on your wishes, he is not afraid to call the ......"

The woman in the white dress was stunned for a moment and said, "He's not confused!"

Her daughter said: "The head of the family is not confused, he is just afraid that he will be accused of betraying us for the Shen family." ”

The woman in the white dress said in a deep voice: "Then your brother and sister tell your mother, are you willing?"

The two children said in unison, "Yes." ”

The woman in the white dress showed a relieved smile on her face and said, "You must not only take good care of the two old people, but also treat them as if they were your own parents. The two children nodded, indicating that they would be able to complete the task.

Then, the woman in the white dress walked up briskly and said, "Sanshao, let me tell you something." ”

Sanshao paused, turned his head, looked at her, and said, "Madam, what's the matter?"

The woman in the white dress suddenly looked embarrassed, and said, "The third young lady will call the name of the concubine, Xie Qunxiang." ”

Sanshao nodded and said, "Well, Sister Xiang, you say." ”

Xie Qunxiang said: "The concubine also wants to move over, live here for a long time, and have a companion with the two old people, what do you think?"

There was a hint of surprise in Sanshao's eyes, but he quickly agreed, and gave a very high evaluation: "It's rare for Sister Xiang to know the general understanding of righteousness, and I thank you in advance in my dream." ”

The Shen family master on the side fell and shook violently, his eyes widened, and he blurted out: "Your Excellency is the new overlord who has recently been famous in Jiangnan, the third young dreamer?"

Meng touched his chin habitually, and said with some intoxication: "I'm so famous, why don't I know it?"

Xie Qunxiang glanced at him, speechless, it is really a person who can't look like a sea can't fight, look at this good eyebrows and good looks, how can he be like that...... Well, it seems, it's a bit shameless!

The Shen family master's originally frowning brows stretched out like flowers, and his eyes showed a rich smile, and finally, for the first time, he gave a very high value assessment to the death of Shen Menglong's father and son.

Even, he had such a thought: Menglong, your father and son are right, the Shen family's business has reached a bottleneck, but there is no proper breakthrough, and the Mengjia can just give our Shen family a chance to break through, good, good, great!

Not to mention the laissez-faire and pleasant place of the Shen family master, I can't wait to dance and perform.

said that Xie Qunxiang let Sanshao stare so preoccupied for a while, her heart suddenly panicked for a while, and she lowered her head, her heart hit a deer, as if she had returned to her young girlhood, and she was too shy.

She couldn't help but secretly scold herself for being more shameless than the three young people.

Well, there should still be depravity.

She didn't know that the third young man was more sad than her, Xie Qunxiang's shyness that seemed to be annoyed exuded exuded a strange peerless beauty, which was not far behind Ma Wan'er, making people's heartstrings tremble and difficult to extricate themselves.

At this moment, he couldn't help but curse God, which fairy was full of food and had nothing to do to have fun abusing his feelings so much?

Well, even if there was an orphan in the previous life and lacked maternal love, but there is no need to work hard to compensate for maternal love in such an alien form in this life?

Dream suddenly sped up his pace as if he had run away.

Xie Qunxiang Huo Ran raised his head and said loudly: "Sanshao, will you often come to see the two old people?"

The figure of classmate Meng has long been gone, and I don't know if he heard it.

The Shen family opened his mouth, as if his jaw suddenly malfunctioned, and he couldn't close it back for a long time, but he just looked at Xie Qunxiang with a strange expression.

Xie Qunxiang asked, "Family Master, am I very old?"

"Well, this ......" The head of the Shen family didn't expect that he would be shot while lying down, so he coughed dryly and said, "No, although my eyes have never been very useful, I can still guarantee this matter." Hey, that handsome little guy, don't you hide, answer me, right?"

Xie Qunxiang's son, well, that little handsome guy has already twisted his head back to review the scenery passing by.

But it was her daughter who held her hand and supported her mother: "Mother, if you like Sanshao, you should be brave enough to fight for it." Daughter supports you!"

Xie Qunxiang's eyes showed a hint of confusion and entanglement, and he whispered softly: "I, can I still love? Especially, he is the murderer of my child!"

The crowd was stunned.

Perhaps, it is not a problem to transcend the secular framework, but the biggest problem is that Sanshao is the murderer of her child!

This kind of lock of hatred and hatred that is not shared with the sky, let me ask what kind of clever locksmith in the world can open it?

Obviously, this kind of love is not only wrong at the right time, but also even more wrong with people.

Falling in love with an enemy, falling in love with a person who can't be loved, is doomed, and this love, if it can be called love, has died before it has begun.

Xie Qunxiang's head was violently dizzy, his body was weak, and he fainted.