But he saw a woman approaching from a distance holding a flower umbrella, and said to him in a familiar and gentle tone: "Write a letter for me, just write one sentence, are he and the child okay?"

Just saying this made his black eyes wet.

But at that time, I still had a bad temper in my bones, so I collected my things and left in a hurry, without even looking at her.

But he regretted it after he went back. Now that he had nothing, why was he still proud in front of her?

When she opened the door, she was standing at the door, stepping on wet embroidered shoes, her skirt was also a little wet, and she was holding a paper-wrapped sesame oil chicken in her hand, and the aroma was overflowing.

"For the young master..."

As if she was afraid of being rejected by him, she stood in front of the shabby thatched hut and did not dare to take a step forward. She held it up gently with her fingers until he reached out to take it, then she held the umbrella and turned to the other side, her beautiful back

Disappeared at the corner of the street.

He just stood there motionless, wanting to chase her out, but felt abrupt. It was not until his old mother asked from behind that he came back to his senses and asked blankly: "Mom, my child wants to get married."

After hearing this, my mother's face froze: "With this look, which girl is willing to marry you?! Even if she is willing, she will definitely not be a girl from a good family!"

But he smiled, half of his cheeks were wet, and he couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears: "It's her... it's her..."

He threw the sesame oil chicken in his hand into his mother's arms and chased her out in the rain. Unexpectedly, she was standing at the corner, looking at him hastily until he held her hand tightly and pulled her through the door.

:"go home with me!"

A firm tone, without any hesitation.

She couldn't break free, so she followed him in.

When I married him, I lived in a large house with three entrances and three exits. Now it is a dilapidated small tile-roofed house with only two rooms. My mother sleeps with her grandson, and he sleeps in the small room outside the house.

On the couch.

It was wronging her to keep her in such a place, but when he brought people to the old mother's eyes, he was not the only one crying.

The six-year-old son was frightened by the adult's cry. He tugged on his sleeves and hid behind him, not daring to move. Then he pulled his son over, pointed at her in front of him and said, "Call me mother."

"She is not my mother..."

As soon as these words came out, even she panicked and hurriedly waved her hands to try to dissuade her, but he still held her son's hand and said: "It's your mother who gave birth to you. Dad is not good, he made her angry before."

She ran away, and now she is back, but you must not run away in anger..."

Later, I couldn't tell whose tears it was, and I cried hazily.

After she finished crying, she leaned in his arms. Without the intoxicating incense, there was only the dry smell of oil and fire on his sleeves, but she didn't feel the bad smell. Her whole heart softened when he held her.

The next day, she hired someone to renovate the yard and built a new house next to it.

Staying together hand in hand with him, no one said anything, just looking at him, it seemed that you could see from the bottom of your eyes to the bottom of your heart. Happiness suddenly became such a simple thing, and you can carry it with you even when you fall into a deep sleep.

smile.

It would be good if they could live like this for the rest of their lives. The husband and wife work together to serve the old mother and earn money to send the children to private schools. The children will be smart and worry-free, hoping that one day they will shine in high school and bring glory to the family.

Who knew that before the children grew up, the second prince who ascended the throne had already repented. He was also a wise king. He admitted the mistakes he had made in the past, cleared all the charges of the ministers who were originally guilty, and returned to the throne.
Chapter completed!