Didn't any of them see him here as a big man? Why did you just welcome that woman in and ignore her?
And who is that person? He heard it right just now, it seemed like they called her Madam Qing Niang Lian Qing or something like that.
What was his mother's name?
Shen, Shen Lianqing?
Xia Wuyan hesitantly got up from the ground, patted the dust on his clothes, and the cat followed him to the door, lying on the threshold to peek.
The room was very lively. They gathered around the woman to greet her, with flattering expressions. Those who poured tea poured tea, and those who offered water gave him water. Uncle Liu, who had always been aloof and indifferent, actually held the woman's hand and interlocked with her fingers. .
Xia Wuyan despised it, it was too unmanly.
The people inside didn't know what they were talking about, so they turned to look at him lying at the door.
Cui Lan had a beard on his fair face. There was a little length on his lips and chin, not much, and he looked very shiny.
As he got older, the irregularities on his body faded away, and the beautiful beard adorning his face turned into a calm and carefree look.
His fingers tapped on the table, and Xia Wuyan heard his mouth open, and the sound of the three words "Xia Wuyan" was clearly audible in the quiet crowd.
Xia Ziyu supported his forehead with one hand, his narrow red phoenix eyes with long eyelashes flying sideways, and his dark eyes were a little relaxed and wanton, "Wuyan, your mother wants to see you, why don't you come over?"
As a father, Xia Ziyu's words sounded majestic to Xia Wuyan's ears. In the eyes of everyone, he walked slowly from the door to Shen Lianqing.
To talk about family matters, only Shen Lianqing and four men were left in the room.
Shen Lianqing is sitting in the center. She has been lying there for sixteen years. Everyone's appearance has changed in some way, big or small. The pressure on the man who has been in power for many years is even greater. Only she is still the same as she was sixteen years ago. Is it appearance or temperament.
For Cui Lan and the others, they were happy to see Shen Lianqing wake up again, but felt a little more melancholy for no reason. They were all old, and it was even more vivid for her to stay in the past.
When several people stand together, no one would say that they are of the same generation.
Xia Wuyan stood slowly in front of Shen Lianqing. Shen Lianqing narrowed her eyes slightly. She carefully looked at the big child she gave birth to after seven months of pregnancy.
It seems that because he is less than a month old, his body is very thin. His eyebrows and eyes are three-thirds like hers, and the rest are not like Xia Ziyu or his family members.
The eyebrows are neither thick nor light, slightly round red phoenix eyes, two penetrating black eyes, a delicate nose, and white lips. The whole person looks like he is short of energy and blood, as if the wind can blow him away. scrape down.
However, since she saw his ability to climb over the wall under the grape trellis, she overturned the idea that he was a scumbag.
After smiling, Shen Lianqing waved, "My son, come and show your mother."
As soon as these words came out, everyone present was silent except for Xia Wuyan. She had been lying there for so long, and her face was the same as before, and Xia Wuyan was already sixteen years old. The two of them really didn't look like mother and son together now.
"snort."
Xia Wuyan snorted arrogantly. Seeing that there was no room for him to sit on the table, he simply sat cross-legged next to Shen Lianqing's legs and raised his head slightly to look at her, "What are you doing?"
It took her so long to wake up, and she didn't recognize him as her son immediately after she woke up. Did she want to compensate him by calling him?
She has been absent from his life for so long, and if she doesn't make up for it, he will not forgive her easily.
The corners of Shen Lianqing's eyes were crooked and her red lips were raised. Her gaze passed over Xia Ziyu and finally landed on Xia Wuyan's face, "My son, your name is Wuyan?"
Xia Wuyan felt inexplicably awkward. The words "my son, my son" didn't match her face at all, so he said, "Well, just call me by my name."
"Wuyan." Shen Lianqing was obedient and gently stroked his hair with her hand. Seeing this, Xia Wuyan took the initiative to lower his head to make it easier for her to start. His head rubbed in her hand like a cat, and he hummed on his face.
The other three people couldn't help but feel suspicious when they saw it.
Is this the deep love between mother and child that is connected by blood? The three of them had been praying to Buddha and seeking medical advice for so many years, but there was no reaction from Shen Lianqing.
After so many years of not seeing each other, Xia Wuyan, his son, suddenly wanted to see his mother, but Shen Lianqing happened to wake up.
They looked at Xia Wuyan with really complicated emotions.
When Shen Lianqing had rubbed enough, Xia Wuyan asked her with a head of frizzy hair, "Are you really my mother?"
Shen Lianqing raised her eyebrows, "You don't believe it?"
"No." Xia Wuyan blinked irritably, "I didn't mean that."
If under the grape trellis he still suspected that she had cast a spell on him, then when he heard her name and saw the attitudes of his father and Uncle Cui and Uncle Liu, he understood that she was really his mother.
Xia Wuyan didn't care about his image, and quietly climbed up to her knees with his hands, folding his hands to rest his chin. He raised his sickly face, appearing to criticize her but actually explaining.
"I'm just worried that if you and I walk on the street, others won't believe you!"
Oh, then she just thinks he is praising her for being young.
Shen Lianqing put both hands on this duplicitous naughty kid and rubbed him over and over again, until he was kneaded into a chicken coop.
After the two were warm enough and had dinner, Cui Lan finally asked Xia Wuyan, "Wuyan, why did you think of coming to Jiangnan to visit your mother?"
He remembered that he had invited him many times before, but he had always refused with disdain.
now……
Could it be that their mother and son have a tacit understanding?
Speaking of this, Xia Wuyan didn't know what he thought of. His body froze. He pulled Shen Lianqing's sleeve and asked, "Mother... mother..."
"Huh?" Shen Lianqing looked sideways.
He didn't shout smoothly, and he blushed before saying what he wanted to say, "Mom, if I want to do something bad to you, can you forgive me?"
Shen Lianqing looked at him with pity, "Silly boy..."
Xia Wuyan's eyes were filled with anticipation.
Shen Lian raised her red lips and uttered two words indifferently, "No."
ah?
Xia Wuyan's eyes widened.
Liu Qingran, whose eyes were still pure after more than ten years, smiled very innocently and said, "Your mother has always been very clear about love and hate. It depends on what you do."
His words were not only asking him to be lenient when he confessed but not to be strict, they were also trying to squeeze Xia Ziyu.
Shen Lianqing was secretly surprised that Liu Qingran was a bad learner, but she didn't want to say a word for anyone. Xia Ziyu deserved it anyway!
Liu Qingran sat on her left side, Cui Lan sat on her right side, and Xia Wuyan moved a small stool from somewhere and leaned against her.
Xia Ziyu sat the farthest away. He had little communication with Shen Lianqing throughout the whole process. He only glanced at her occasionally and looked away before she noticed.
The four of them each said one sentence, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.
After all the talk, Xia Wuyan returned to that topic for no apparent reason.
It is the fault of a son not to teach his father. Xia Ziyu, who had been silent for a long time, finally found the opportunity to speak, "What did you do?"
Xia Wuyan felt guilty, "That's right..."
"Report——"
The subordinate who caught the criminal who set the fire in the west courtyard and tortured out useful information hurriedly handed a piece of paper to Xia Ziyu. Xia Ziyu became even more silent after reading it.
All the eyes in the room fell on Xia Ziyu.
What happened that left Xia Ziyu so speechless?
Cui Lan became interested. He stood up and moved closer, shaking his fan. His eyes scanned the paper, but he also fell silent.
Shen Lianqing intuitively told her that it was related to her, and she was curious, "What is it, I want to see it too?"
4
In the end, Xia Wuyan, a rebellious and treacherous son, was whipped by Liu Qingran + Cui Lan + Xia Ziyu. His whole body was covered in wounds, and he lay in bed in pain for nearly a month.
Able to walk again.
Got beaten again.
Later, Shen Lianqing asked them to be gentle because he was still a child. Xia Wuyan burst into tears and said, "Mom, I knew you were the best to me."
hehe.
Shen Lianqing is not that good. She is just worried that if he is finished, the consciousness of the world will blame her.
At this point, Xia Wuyan was thrown into the most remote courtyard.
After he recovered from his injury, he went to find Shen Lianqing with a shy face.
Passing by the garden, he met his father, who came to Jiangnan for retirement. He saw him planting flowers and couldn't help but squatted beside him in confusion and asked.
"Isn't my mother awake? Why don't you go to Uncle Cui and Uncle Liu to accompany her instead of planting flowers?"
Xia Ziyu had a very angry temper when he was young, and it didn't diminish as he got older. He just learned to suppress it. Hearing that his son was incompetent, he was so curious.
The green branches were broken in his hands, and a smile appeared on his lips, with the wantonness of the former wanderer on his face.
"You really want to know?"
Xia Wuyan called out the danger. He waved his hand and refused, "No, no, no, what I mean is that as the only son of your father and mother, I will definitely help you repair your relationship!"
After Xia Wuyan left, Xia Ziyu threw the flowers on his hand into the soil, took out a handkerchief and wiped the marks on his hands. He looked at the flowers that Liu Qingran had planted so well, and narrowed his eyes slightly with emotion. A son is also of some use.
*
Shen Lianqing was eating and drinking and living happily. The assistant said she was just going through the motions. When can she leave?
The assistant hesitated to speak while holding the newly arrived documents.
Shen Lianqing originally thought she would only stay for a day or two, but after staying for two months, she couldn't help but ask, "Shuangshuang, can my mission be brought to a perfect conclusion?" 】
The little assistant quickly slid to his knees and cried, "Host, I'm sorry for you." 】
【What's wrong? ] Shen Lianqing asked calmly.
[World consciousness...World consciousness...]
【? 】
[The consciousness of the world won’t let you go. 】
Shen Lianqing was confused, [Why? 】
She remembered correctly. This world consciousness had previously asked her to stay away from its male protagonist. Wouldn't it be in line with his wishes for her to leave well?
[He said that you were absent from the education of the next generation’s son of destiny, causing him to be mentally abnormal, and asked you to stay to make up for the child’s missing life. 】
[…] She said don’t be too outrageous.
The little assistant also felt that it was outrageous. It turned over and over and saw a large string of zeros in the last inconspicuous place of the file.
It's the points for raising children. The font is very small, and you can see that you are very reluctant.
The little assistant sounded excited, [Host, there will be compensation! 】
【How many? 】
[Millions of points. 】
Shen Lianqing coughed, "Isn't it just about teaching children?" I'm the best at this. 】
The sun is dim and the flowers are scorching.
Liu Qingran hurried in from outside and hugged her. Shen Lianqing had to pause the conversation with her assistant, put her hand on his back and asked him, "What's wrong?"
Liu Qingran held Shen Lianqing in his arms with all his strength. With her in his arms, he had the physical feeling that she had woken up.
With his arms around her waist, there was a line of tears in the corners of his eyes, and he cried hoarsely as he answered the wrong questions, "Qing Niang, don't leave, okay?"
Shen Lianqing smiled and said, "I have always been here. Are you worrying about gains and losses because I have slept for too long and it feels unreal when I wake up this time?"
No, that's not it...
Liu Qingran couldn't explain what was causing the panic at that moment. He only had the intuition that he was about to lose her again. When he reached the door, he came back.
Seeing that she was still there, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, fortunately.
No matter what she said this time, he would never leave her again. He would hold her hand tightly at all times.
Not long after the two of them were in love, a figure hurried out of the door.
It's Cui Lan.
He walked in holding a fan, with a smile on his face but a little breathless. He looked at Shen Lianqing without moving his eyes and said, "My girl, where do you want to go?"
"Huh? Where are you going, mother? Are you thinking of leaving me again?" Xia Wuyan didn't know when he came and lay at the door, asking with his eyes rolling.
In the yard, Xia Ziyu stood in the middle with a freshly picked bright red rose in her arms. Her hair was messy and she was staring at the house in front of her, her chest rising and falling violently.
fine.
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