Chapter 132: .Ex-girlfriend of Caobao (Fanwai)

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The first snow in Longcheng was in November, earlier than in previous years.
In a deserted mountain where no one is interested, a stunning and regent king was buried. She died at the age of 25, and her life was like a flash in the pan. In the short six months of her ruling, she promoted rookies and reused loyal ministers, making Chu a prosperous trend. Many decree played a great role after her death, benefiting the world.
On this day, a guest came.
"My wife, Liancheng came to see you."
He wore a clean plain suit, took off his hood, and his white hair fell down to his waist. It was so beautiful, so ethereal and immortal, that made him look like an ordinary man.
"Retreat first, I want to say a few words to the prince." The man said lightly.
"But the lord told you not ..." The Dark Guards were a little embarrassed.
"Go down." Xie Liancheng raised his hand and stroked the unknown tombstone, and kissed it. The gesture was tender and affectionate, as if the kiss was not the cold tombstone but the lover's hot lips.
There was an intoxicated look on his face.
The dark guards trembled, but retreated, watching from afar.
"Sorry, it took so long to come to see you."
His fingers were originally in his sleeves, and then he stretched out to touch the tombstone, and it instantly turned red. He exhaled gently, his palm inserted into the mound, and the mud was removed.
The people in the distance were frightened and saw Xie Liancheng continued to dig the mound with both hands, and immediately came forward, "Son ..."
He didn't raise his eyebrows, "I haven't finished speaking, you go to rest first."
Moderate, but it cannot be refused.
The empress resented Lin Lang's mischief, and found someone to let her hair fall and ask someone to abandon her corpse at random to the mass grave. The burial is very rudimentary, with only a thin coffin and a wordless tombstone, and the mound is extremely low, even if someone is afraid to recognize it.
Xie Liancheng digged for a long time, his fingernails were almost rolled over, he saw the corner of the coffin, solemnly wiped off the mud particles on the coffin, and opened the coffin.
Inside was lying a charred corpse, unrecognizable.
There was something tight in her hand.
It was a piece of plain silk burnt with only half a corner, and he wrote the words on it.
"My wife, I came to see you."
He wiped the dirt off his hands, stroking the skull's face, feeling affectionate and nostalgic.
The father said that he was scared by other children pretending to be ghosts, and he had a high fever that night. After he got sick, he was very scared of things like skeletons and ghost fires.
Now he was still afraid, just thinking of her breath and blood flowing through this skeleton, he left only the tender feelings in his heart, just wanted to get closer to her.
"Hurry, jump, say hello to your mother."
Xie Liancheng touched his belly, he was actually pregnant, and now it's almost three months.
He did not tell her that she was pregnant, but wanted to surprise her. Later, when the Xie family suffered a drastic change, he wholeheartedly wanted to die, so he concealed the secret.
"Jumper, don't look at your mother as a bit ugly now. In fact, she looks pretty good. She is also a leader in front of a family of women. She is capable and capable, and she is peerless. Dad, that's how he got lost.
He said to the corpse again, "In another seven months, Tiao'er is coming to the world we live in. He is very obedient and doesn't trouble me. Are you stinging in secret?"
"Everything is fine with Xie's family, you don't need to worry. I took the knife, and my mind has not been awake, lived like a child, and now plays well with the group of imp."
He whispered, "Well ... I ... well ..."
Except that I miss you a lot.
Xie Liancheng's eyes were red and he could hardly hold back.
He is going to be a dad, but he can't be so coquettish, cry when he cries, the child will learn from him.
"My wife, you wait for a long time, wait for the jumper to grow up, and be able to stand alone, then I will accompany you." He leaned down and kissed the skull's forehead.
Pregnant in October, the melons ripened.
He gave birth to a boy, crumpled and crumpled like a monkey.
"It's ugly."
Xie Liancheng poked the baby's tender face with her fingertips.
The general looks so good, why didn't he inherit it at all?
Father Xie glared at him, "All children are like this, just grow up, how can you be ugly if you are a father?"
Xie Liancheng obediently listened to the training.
In a blink of an eye, the little monkey grew to ten years old. This year's Qingming, the little guy followed his own father back to Longcheng.
This is also the first time that Zhuang'er walked out of the town and set foot in the capital. The prosperous scene on the street made him look intently.
Xie Liancheng led him to a sweet shop.
"Daddy wants to buy something for his mother. You stand here for a while and don't go away."
The incense shop sells candles, paper money, stand-in dolls, etc., but children should not go in.
Hopper responded obediently.
Compared to this lively name, the little boy is quieter and sensible.
He knew that his father had the trouble of raising him alone, so he tried to make himself smart and motivated, not to cause trouble for him. I came back this time to sweep the tomb for my mother. Although there was no tears along the way, Dad knew he was uncomfortable.
Mother ... What kind of person is it?
Hopping thought up his little head.
He is a posthumous child, and his father never starts to talk about his mother's affairs. It seems to be very indifferent. He thought that his father had no feelings for his mother.
He clearly can live a more relaxed life.
There is an old yellow-haired grasshopper in Daddy's dressing box. He once caught it and played it, accidentally forgetting it in the pen holder.
That evening. Dad didn't sleep all night, and he, who had always been gentle and gentle, suddenly lost control.
He was awakened, rubbing his sleepy eyes, and didn't care about talking about it.
Dad beat him for the first time.
He had no time to feel the pain on his face, and he saw his dad holding out the grasshopper that was ripped apart by him, crying like a child.
"Sorry ... wife lord ..."
"It's rare that the thoughts you left to me are not protected by Liancheng ..."
Each sealed box, locked, is never an object, but a human heart, a feeling that will not change over the years.
Since then, he has changed his troubles in disturbing others' things.
"Snapped--"
There was a voice that caught the jumper's attention.
A little figure walked staggeringly, and fell in a few steps without crying. After falling down, he continued to climb up and continue to fall, as if he was doing a fun game.
The little guy slammed at his feet with a "snap".
The jumper was startled and quickly lifted him up.
The other party's eyes were as bright as purple grapes, flickering, shouting indistinctly, "Cough, slightly ..."
"I'm not your brother." Tiaoer said, he even understood the little boy.
The little guy pursed his little red lips and seemed to be angry. However, the child's mood was uncertain, and the next second he suddenly laughed again, raised his hand in a messy candied gourd, and shouted happily, "Time, time-"
I thought this would please him.
Tiaoer originally wanted to refuse. Dad wouldn't let him eat something of unknown origin. It was just that when he looked down at the ruddy little face of the other party, somehow a sense of intimacy rushed up, and the ghost sent the gods away.
The child raised his arms happily, as if cheering. As a result, his left foot stepped on his right foot, and he fell to the floor with a click, with a silly smile on his face.
"Come on ... hug!"
At this moment, the jumper was so soft that he was about to hug it, with two hands stretched out.
"Xiao Ba, you stupid, didn't you tell you not to run around?"
Another voice said, "The next time I run, my second brother won't buy you a little sugar man!"
A pair of twins with similar faces ran over and slipped away the little one by one.
"Big, two!" The person mentioned in the air was happy to kick the short leg, and then pointed and jumped and said, "He is ..."
One of the boys, who was as old as him in a blue shirt, was full of apologies. "I'm sorry, Xiao Ba, he's a little confused, and you might be mistaken."
The jumper waved his hand, indicating that he didn't care.
"You small group of things, let me find it. If you are not so good, you won't be taken out next time."
There was a female voice overhead.
Jumping subconsciously raised his head.
She looked very young, as if she was in her early twenties, a child was riding on her neck, babbling and pulling her hair to play, she sizzled in her mouth, "Xiao Jiu, mother please Okay, do you want to tap lightly? Your father will be distressed when he sees it. "In exchange for a crisp laughter.
The little eight on the ground looked very envious.
"Do you want to lift high?" She asked.
The little eight mad nodded.
The woman raised her eyebrows, grabbed Xiaoba's back collar with one hand, lifted it up effortlessly, and suddenly laughed at him.
The eldest brother and second son also showed their longing eyes.
"You bastard, if you are fine, you are playing Xiaoba!" Someone was snarling behind, "How old are you this year!"
The woman calmly put down the little things and urged, "Tell your dad that you want to play, or you won't raise it next time."
Little Bayi seriously agreed.
"Huh? Is this?" The woman looked at Jumper.
The boss explained the matter just now.
"Really? Thank you so much, or let Xiaoba slip away." She pulled one of the little candy men dragged in Xiaojiu's hand and smiled, "Here, this is a gratitude."
Hopper accepted it with some shyness.
"Since your dad is in the store, then you have to wait, but don't run around so that he doesn't worry." She rubbed the other person's small head melon and led the children back.
Hopper was lost.
Xie Liancheng bought all the things and came out of the store, and at a glance saw the little sugar man in his hand, "Who is this for you?" Hopper didn't want to hide behind him.
Unexpectedly, his action angered Xie Liancheng, robbed him of his "gift" and threw it into the garbage dump, "How many times have I told you, don't pick up strangers' things casually! Yes, why do people treat you well? Not trying to relax your guard and abduct you to sell in a kiln! "
However, she is not a bad person.
Zuer opened his mouth, and finally became silent.
Dad regarded him very tightly. He usually followed him when he went to school. He was not allowed to have too much contact with other playmates. But he knew that his father did not love him. Every time he was a little hurt, his father would feel guilty and hurt for a long time.
"Sorry, I won't do it again." He pulled Xie Liancheng's clothes.
Xie Liancheng looked at his son's drooping face, and his heart was mostly extinguished. He squatted down and hugged his young body into his arms, and said apologetically.
"Dad sometimes can't control his temper ..."
"Because I'm afraid ..."
His voice became soft and inaudible.
"I'm afraid that as soon as I turn around, you will be like her and suddenly disappear."
Such a hasty and cruel departure deprived him of the opportunity to say goodbye.
He only jumped.
Father and son are back together.
The Qingshiban Road was soaked in rain, and it was wet, and the streets were greeted by colorful visitors, and pedestrians walked in the spring. The cries of hawkers, the playfulness of children, and the cries of poultry, cats, dogs, sheep and other animals in the streets and lanes are mixed. The extraordinarily noisy and strange harmony have become a life-filled picture of spring characters.
Xie Liancheng took the child's hand and walked slowly inside, as if infected with the excitement.
"Dad, we just saw a man who seemed like a mother."
"You haven't seen your mother-in-law, how do you know that the portrait is not like?" Xie Liancheng was a little funny, he talked about Lin Lang's things not as resisted as at first.
"Jumper has seen her mother in her dream." The boy blushed and tried to argue.
"Good, you've seen it." He reassured, "Then what do you look like as a mother?"
"She is very young, wearing a navy blue robe and still smiling, her eyes narrowed when she smiled, not scary at all."
Xie Liancheng smiled, "You guessed it wrong, your mother likes to have a face, and the children will be scared and cry when they see it ..."
Zuer's eyes widened, "Is the mother so terrible?" He heard the description of his mother from his father's mouth for the first time, and couldn't help but ask, "Did the mother never laugh?"
"This is not ..."
While talking, Xie Liancheng's shoulder was touched.
A family came head-on, noisy.
The child sitting on the woman's shoulders lowered her head and touched her face to play.
In the crowd of people, pass by.
"Dad, it's not fair. Xiao Jiu has been sitting for so long, and Xiao Wu wants it too!"
"Go away, this time it's my turn!"
"Woo, sister, you bully people! I haven't sat with my eldest brother!"
"Hey, hello, you are seven years old and crying, are you ashamed?"
"My dear sister, she laughed at me three sisters!"
"..."
The woman had some headaches, "Xiao Qi, come to control, my clothes are ripped by this group of guys." She could not help complaining, "I knew it would be better if I knew I needed one."
Hearing the words of her own mother-in-law being so "cold and merciless", a few sensible wowers cried out.
"Mother, don't you want us? Ooooo, we'll go buy arsenic / cream now!"
woman:"……"
This bunch of small radish heads is too early to be good.
"Xiaoqi, what are you doing?" She reached out a hand and touched the other person's forehead. "Have a fever?"
"I have no fever."
He smiled at her, beautiful.
"Our little ten is coming, maybe eleven."
"..."
The woman's entire face was green.
There is a very capable husband, she is really scared, OK.