Chapter 297: Tortured to death, but not dead

I don’t know how much time passed, Shen Qingci opened her eyes, she touched her forehead, and couldn’t help but bump...
She gave a wry smile. At this time, even the clothes on her body were almost wet, but the pain was still there, and the heart still felt tight and tight. This time it was different.
She knew she would come again, no, it might be twice, or it might be three times.
"Baimei..."
She yelled to Bai Mei outside, and everyone else with the same voice sounded uncomfortable.
"Girl." Bai Mei came over quickly, and saw Shen Qingci still lying in it, and the bedman was also put down, so that she could only see a vague figure.
"The gate of the courtyard is sealed, no one can enter except you."
Shen Qingci closed her eyes, she grasped the quilt tightly, and the blue veins on the back of her hand were also violent outwards.
Bai Mei stood outside, wriggling her lips, and walked out after a long pause.
She asked her mother-in-law to close the door of the yard, as Shen Qingci said, she did not open the door, nor did anyone shout.
Even if it was Shen Qingrong who came here, he was still outside the door, and Shen Qingrong was anxious and didn't know what to do?
"What's wrong with A Ning?" Shen Qingrong asked her elder brother, "You said it's good, what's wrong with her, even I have disappeared."
"I do not know."
Shen Wenhao's worried mouth was blistering, "Not only does she not see you, she also doesn't want to see me."
"What shall we do then?"
Shen Qingrong was worried that her sister was about to cry in a hurry. Her father had been away for almost half a month, and she had been like this for half a month.
"Wait," Shen Wenhao also had no choice but to wait. They knew Shen Qingci's temperament best. She was a very weird child since she was a child, and of course she was also a stiff mouth.
No one can change the things she decides. No matter how much they say or do, but in the end it is her sister who wins. She has to lock up her own. It may be better after a long time. .
Shen Qingrong looked at the small courtyard worriedly. Now the younger sister looks like this, the eldest brother didn’t get married, and there were no masters in this mansion. She moved back to the mansion directly, at least she had to wait. Shen Qing resigned, otherwise, how could she be relieved, besides, there is another Sen brother.
After Shen Dingshan left, Shen Qingci locked up his own, but Brother Sen was almost mad, reading and writing every day, he can hear his reading every day, this is how old a child is. Ah, but he listened to his grandparents.
My grandfather said that if you let him practice martial arts well, he would practice martial arts every day. He never relaxes for a day. He gets up almost early in the morning and goes to the bamboo forest. When he comes back, he will learn to write with his husband. People who sit upright like that, this posture is really exactly the same as Shen Dingshan.
"I don't know whose temper you look like, why are you so stubborn, just like your aunt."
Shen Qingrong wiped the small hands of Brother Sen. These small hands were a bit swollen because of holding the pen for a long time, but the little child still pressed his own small mouth, and said a stubborn sentence, even if there is no one. After learning well, the little sledgehammer beaten by her husband still remained silent and endured silently.
"He was born to be like this," Yu Wenxu came over, also holding his son on his lap, "Isn't this temperament like an adult father-in-law."
"But, he is still young."
Shen Qingrong is reluctant to part with her son. Brother Lin at home likes to sleep on weekdays. He is lazy like anything else. Even when he eats, he still has to be nursed.
"If you are raised by your side, you will surely be a mother and loser."
Yu Wenxu shook his wife's hand, "They are all men, and they will all have their lives in the future. Even if they are not fighting like their father-in-law, there may be accidents. The officialdom is the battlefield. If there is no ability to protect themselves in the future, what will happen? Can you live?"
Now it's strict with him, Yu Wenxu touched his son's little hand, which is not as soft as Brother Lin.
"You see that he is the youngest and has the worst body at a young age. But now, he touches his son's little face. His knowledge is the best of the four children. Even the knowledge of Brother Jin and Brother Yu It's incomparable to him."
In fact, Yu Wenxu is the one who loves this son the most, the youngest, but the strongest in his heart. This is the case when he is young, and he is not bad when he grows up.
When Shen Qingrong heard Yu Wenxu say this, she could only let her younger son grow like this again. She touched the younger son’s little face,
Today, mother took you to see grandfather and grandmother, OK, and three older brothers. , They all miss you."
"Okay," Sen brother obediently agreed, but he lowered his head and his small mouth became flat.
"What's the matter?" Shen Qingrong squatted down, keeping one hand on his son's head. .
"Mother," Sen, with a pair of bunny eyes, "When will my grandfather come back? Sen misses my grandfather. My grandfather said that as long as Sen is serious about martial arts and practice, he will come back soon. , But why hasn't my grandparents come back for so long?"
Shen Qingrong hugged his son tightly, and couldn't help but shed tears. It was only half a month, and the army hadn't even reached half of the way. How to talk about the return date, and the return date will be a few years away.
The younger sister is like this, and the brother Sen is like this. She also misses her father, and she wants to cry, but she can't. She is the eldest sister, and she has to protect the younger sister and the son.
Shen Qingci opened his eyes, and the hazyness in front of him has not receded. It seems that she hasn't slept for a long time. Such endless pain has tortured her to death again and again.
But it is very strange that she never wanted to commit suicide. She wanted to live, and wanted to live forever. She hadn't waited until her father came back, so she couldn't die.
And she even wished that she was in such pain. The more pain the better, the pain proved that her father was fine, and the more painful, it proved that her father would come back.
She sat up and put her hands on her chest. At this moment, she seemed to feel her heart beating, one after another, so endless...
She seemed to be all right, this feeling was very strange, she didn't know why she was so determined, but she knew that she was all right, and the difficulty was over.
She opened the bedman and stood up too.
Then she walked to the door, and opened the door as well. When the light from the outside fell on her eyes, it was an instant that her eyes narrowed slightly.
It wasn't until she got used to the light in front of her that she closed her eyes again, feeling the flick of the wind on her body, and the slight coolness that she brought up...