After listening to Qu Lingqiang's words, Lu Zixun stopped crying and suddenly became quiet.
Qu Lingqiang took out a tissue from the table and wiped his tears. His tone was low but full of sincerity: "Zixun, no matter whether you are your mother's biological child or not, in my uncle's eyes you are my nephew.
Uncle is the only relative in this world. I think your mother must think so too."
"Mom?" Lu Zixun raised his head and glanced at Qu Lingqiang, and the gentle and kind face of Qu Lingxue appeared in his mind.
"Yes, your mother definitely wants her Zi Xun to be happy every day, and doesn't want to see you so sad."
Lu Zixun lowered his head in silence, and suddenly slowly lay on the bed for a long time: "Uncle, I'm a little sleepy and want to sleep for a while!"
Qu Lingqiang touched his forehead with some worry, and then held his slightly cold hand: "Okay, you can sleep, uncle is here to accompany you."
Lu Zixun looked at him deeply, then turned his head to the side, closed his eyes and actually fell asleep.
He slept from noon until sunset when he woke up.
After waking up, Lu Zixun's mental state had returned to normal, and he was still as cold, melancholy and indifferent as ever.
At the dining table, Qu Lingqiang served him a bowl of porridge and tentatively asked, "Zixun, are you okay?"
Lu Zixun silently took the porridge from Qu Lingqiang, stirred it slightly with a spoon: "Uncle, don't worry, I'm fine. I survived my mother's death, and this news means a lot to me.
,A piece of cake."
Qu Lingqiang rubbed his little head distressedly: "Uncle knows that our Zixun is the bravest."
Then, Lu Zixun said nothing more, lowered his head, and drank the porridge silently.
After dinner, he got up and prepared to go back to his room to sleep.
But Qu Lingqiang stopped him: "Zixun, let's play some games with uncle! I remember the last time we played together, you were only five years old, and I taught you how to play."
He didn't want to see Lu Zixun burdened with too much pressure at a young age. This child should have been happy, but instead he was tortured by fate and looked melancholy.
Lu Zixun could see through Qu Lingqiang's thoughts at a glance. He nodded: "Okay. What game does uncle want to play?"
"How about King of Glory? Can you play it?"
"No, my father never lets me play with these things. He only forces me to do research." Lu Zixun's childish voice contained a sense of disappointment that was inconsistent with his age.
Qu Lingqiang's heart trembled. Did that scumbag Lu Haoze really regard Zixun as a cash cow? Such a young child is at the age where he is innocent and playful. He is trapped in the laboratory every day. No wonder Zixun is so young.
At a young age, he had a look of indifference and melancholy.
He must find a way to get Zixun out as soon as possible.
"Then what games do you know how to play?" Qu Lingqiang asked with a smile. This child's life was really hard.
Lu Zixun tilted his head and thought for a while: "It's still the big fish eating small fish game that my uncle taught me back then."
"Okay, let's go play with the big fish and eat the small fish!"
At nine o'clock in the evening, after playing games for a while, Lu Zixun lay on the bed and gradually fell asleep.
Qu Lingqiang stood in front of the window, pursed his lips, looked at Lu Zixun's sleeping face, was silent for a while, turned around and walked out.
On the balcony, he dialed the number of his best friend Lin Feng.
"The Lu family is planning to buy land to build a pharmaceutical factory in the western suburbs, and is in contact with the local government. I heard that Longwei Group is also interested in that land recently. I believe you have a way to mess up the Lu family's plan and let Longwei take it.
That piece of land."
Lin Feng is a senior executive of Longwei Group and a confidant of Er Ye Long Qian.
"Xiaoqiang, you are quite well-informed? Why, you finally decided to take action against the Lu family?" Lin Feng's joking laughter came from the other end of the phone.
Qu Lingqiang frowned: "Li Feng, if you dare to call me Xiaoqiang again, be careful I'll beat you all over the place!"
"Oh——, this guy just got promoted and became the general manager of Xingyue Clothing. It's just different. He even speaks in such a harsh tone!" Lin Feng smiled wantonly on the phone.
"Will you help or not?" Qu Lingqiang asked through gritted teeth.
"Help, of course I'll help you. What kind of friendship do we have, why are you angry now?" Lin Feng quickly changed his tone when he heard that Qu Lingqiang seemed really angry.
Qu Lingqiang was silent for a while and then said calmly: "Zixun knows his life experience."
The Lin family and the Qu family once lived in the same community, in the same unit, one on the second floor and the other on the third floor. They grew up together, and the relationship between the two families has always been very good.
At that time, Zixun was bought by Lin Feng's sister Lin Jing from the trafficker Aunt Mei. Therefore, Lin Feng and his brother knew Zixun's life experience best.
Lin Feng on the other end of the phone was surprised and cursed: "Zhou Cao, how did you let Zixun know the truth so quickly? He is only seven years old. Didn't you say you wouldn't tell him until he was eighteen?"
"God willing, he discovered the video my sister left for him today."
"Then what are you going to do next? Take Zixun away?"
"I don't know. He has been hit now. I haven't talked to him yet. I don't think Lu Haoze will let go easily."
"That's right. Zixun is now an internationally renowned young genius. The patent in his hand is a priceless treasure. How could that scumbag Lu Haoze let it go so easily?"
"So, I want to defeat the Lu family first, and then take away Zi Xun."
"Okay, I support you. If you need help, just ask."
"Just send someone to help me keep an eye on Lu's clothing factory, and I'll do the rest myself."
"Okay." Lin Feng agreed readily.
This little thing is nothing to Longwei Group.
The next morning, Qu Lingqiang took Lu Zixun to the cemetery outside the city to pay homage to Qu Lingxue.
Lu Zixun did not bow to his mother as usual, but suddenly knelt in front of the tombstone and kowtowed three times with "dong dong dong".
"Mom, Zixun is here to see you." As he said that, he knelt and walked a few steps forward, stretched out his little hand and touched the photo of Qu Lingxue on the cold tombstone. Tears dripped down his little face and fell on the tombstone.
On the yellow flowers in front of me, it shook a few times on the flower pieces and disappeared.
Qu Lingqiang stepped forward and hugged him, and his voice became more subdued: "Zixun, stop crying, your mother will be sad to see you like this."
Lu Zixun lay in Qu Lingqiang's arms, finally crying like a child: "Uncle, I miss my mother, I miss my mother."
Qu Lingqiang's eyes turned red, and he hugged him tightly: "Zixun, please stop talking, uncle misses your mother too."
The two of them had been immersed in sadness and did not notice the two people walking slowly not far away.
Lu Haoze and Ruan Zhiyu held a bouquet of yellow flowers in their hands and slowly walked to Qu Lingxue's tomb.
"Oh——, Zixun can actually cry! I thought he had a paralyzed face and only had a cold expression all the time!" Ruan Zhiyu pinched his throat with a mocking look on his face.
Qu Lingxue, this bitch, has been dead for two years, but Lu Haoze has never forgotten her. He comes to pay her respects every year, and sometimes calls her name when he is drunk.
He even held Lu Zixun, a bastard, in the palm of his hand, and no one would let him touch him.
Once she was so angry that she gave him a lesson, but Lu Haoze almost made a move on herself.
This bitch keeps a straight face every day at home, so why is he so favored by everyone in the Lu family?
Her Zi Meng is so cute. She is now over two years old, but Lu Haoze has never held her properly.