She also suppressed her smile and said seriously: "Brother Cao, I won't joke with you. You don't understand what happened between me and that person, and you can't control it. I won't embarrass you, but if he really wants to
To return his son, let him come to me in person." For more than twenty years, she only wanted to keep that person's name in her heart and never said it out loud.
Cao Rui sighed deeply: "After so many years, you still can't let go?"
She sneered: "Let go? How to let go? I promised him my sincerity and wanted to spend my life with him. But he drove my people to death and took away my secret book. How can I let go of such an unforgettable experience?
Next?" Those memories sometimes broke into her mind like a nightmare, and she couldn't forget it even if she wanted to. That was the only person she had ever really liked when she was a girl, and even to this day. At the same time, she was also the only person she had ever loved since she was a girl.
The only person who hates him to the core.
How could Cao Rui understand the thoughts of these women? At this moment, he only cared about the life of his beloved disciple: "Ran Qing, these things happened more than 20 years ago. Life is only a few decades, so don't always stay in the past.
To let others go is to let yourself go."
"You're right, but I didn't stay in the past. I let that person go. But what he owed me, he asked his son to repay."
Cao Rui's heart dropped when he saw that what she said was so categorical and unquestionable. The poor disciple was left alone in this desert pagan religion, and he didn't know how much suffering and suffering he would have to endure. "But..."
Lu Ranqing interrupted him impatiently: "Stop it, Brother Cao, for your sake, I won't operate on Zhao Changyuan for the time being. But if I say let him go, it's absolutely impossible."
After saying that, seeing Cao Rui's brows furrowed and looking unwilling to give up, she added: "And don't try to save him. I have a special poison in him. Even if he returns to the Central Plains, he will only bring disaster."
endless."
It didn’t matter that she didn’t mention this matter, but as soon as she finished speaking, she instantly ignited General Cao’s temper: “Don’t you think it’s too much to treat an innocent person like this?”
Lu Ranqing was also unambiguous, and immediately retorted: "Innocent? The strange poison I teach will only be effective on the people in the teaching. Why did he fall into the poison when he is not a member of the teaching? I think you and I both know. If you say
He is really innocent, and he can only blame his father, not anyone else."
Cao Rui knew that he couldn't defeat him, and he also knew that Zhao Xiong was indeed in the wrong in this matter. He just wanted to steal someone else's secret book, but he actually let his son practice someone else's kung fu... This is really an example of self-inflicted evil. "Alas.
.I know it’s useless what I say. Only you two can resolve the grudge between you two. But Ran Qing, I still say what I said, Zhao’er is innocent, and I hope you won’t hurt him.”
After finishing speaking, he saw that the other party's face was slightly moved, and added: "Moreover...his wife is pregnant with Liujia and will give birth soon. If the child does not have his father by his side...it will be a sin."
Seeing Cao Rui walking away, Lu Ranqing turned around and looked at the pagoda with deep thoughts. "It's really evil for a child to not have his father by his side. Dad, it would be great if you were still alive."
Since Zhao Xiong requested an imperial edict from the emperor to stay at the border to support the war effort, the Zhao family's young and old were successively picked up by He Yong and brought to Cangzhou.
Fang Zhiwen could hide it from others, but how could he hide it from Zhao Changyuan's mother? After Mrs. Liu arrived at the Cangzhou Post House, she hugged Gong Yueyue and cried all day long. It was not until Zhao Xiong came back in the evening that he stopped her.
"Really? Zhao'er has really come back?" Poor mother's eyes were swollen like walnuts.
Zhao Xiong held her shoulders with both hands and comforted her softly: "Well, he's fine. Don't cry too much. What if that girl gets fetal gas?"
But she was still a little worried: "You're not trying to trick me, are you?"
Zhao Xiong laughed twice: "Do you think I'm trying to coax you? Zhao'er is busy with something, and it's not convenient to come back now. But I have to hide this from that girl first. This is what Zhao'er means."
Mrs. Liu knew that her husband was not a liar, so she relieved her worries a little. "Okay, I won't cry anymore. But if Zhao'er comes back, you have to let me see him."
"I know, don't worry."
Gong Yueyue also witnessed her mother-in-law Liu's housekeeping ability from this relocation. Although she usually only knows how to pamper herself or spoil her children, at critical moments, she is vigorous and resolute, yet relaxed, and her matronly demeanor is fully displayed. On the contrary, Gong
Yueyue herself could only hold out her belly and paddle around stupidly, which was inevitably a little embarrassing.
"Hey, my dear, sit still, I don't need you to do anything." When Mrs. Liu walked into Zhao Changyuan's bedroom and planned to organize her son's things herself, she stopped her daughter-in-law who was about to help make trouble.
"Mom, these are my husband's things. I want to help him clean them up. I want to do something for him." Gong Yueyue held a pile of Zhao Changyuan's clothes in her arms and was reluctant to let go, her eye circles getting redder and redder.
"Silly girl, do you miss him?" Seeing her pitiful look, Mrs. Liu just let her hold a bunch of clothes in her hands. It wasn't heavy anyway. "You are already the most amazing person for carrying a child for him.
It's over. Leave the rest to mother."
"Mom, please help me ask dad if there is any news about my husband-in-law? I can't hear any news at all. I'm very worried." Maybe it's because he has been away for longer and longer, and the smell in the room originally belonged to him.
It had almost dissipated. She buried her face in the clothes in her hands, but could only smell the scent of flower soap.
After hearing her request, Ms. Liu felt a trace of embarrassment on her face. She had not forgotten Zhao Xiong's instructions, and the news about Zhao'er had to be kept hidden from this girl for the time being. Although she didn't know what kind of medicine her son was selling in his gourd, since he was like this
There must be a reason for the instructions.
But the girl was eagerly waiting, and Mrs. Liu couldn't bear it, so she put down her work, sat next to her, straightened her somewhat disheveled hair, and comforted her softly: "Mom, let me tell you, we
As a woman, the kind of life you marry is determined by the kind of person you marry. When you marry an emperor, you have to endure jealousy. When you marry a beggar, you have to suffer poverty. When we marry a soldier... we have to endure it.
I feel lonely and worried. I don’t know how many times my mother has experienced this kind of mood in her life."
Seeing that she was moved, Mrs. Liu continued: "Every time your father goes out to fight, I have to be very worried about this and that. Every time, I have to ask around for news about him. But what if I know? He is in danger.
I couldn't help him with anything, so I just cried. I cried so much that my eyes went blind, and he's back."
Gong Yueyue curled her lips, tears ready to come out. Her current mood was that she wanted to help him and save him, but she couldn't do anything. She could only wait like this, feeling more lost and closer to despair day by day.
Mrs. Liu took out her handkerchief and gently dipped it in the tears that overflowed from the corner of Gong Yueyue's eyes, and smiled firmly: "That's why my mother didn't ask for news about him at all. No news is good news, so I'll just wait." In his heart
Pretend to be me, pretend to be a son, and he will save himself and return to us. I believe him."
"Just like Zhao'er, he has us and you in his heart, and he will definitely come back. What you can do is just like mother, trust him and wait for him." At this point, Ms. Liu herself was a little emotional.
, her voice was trembling, and her eyes were filled with tears. She said she was trying to comfort her daughter-in-law, and everything she said came from her real experiences and personal feelings about Zhao Ban for more than 20 years. Although the ups and downs in it were light,
Go, but it still touches her tender heart. "Think about his usual kindness, think about the love between the two of you in the past. Now all these heart-wrenching, worrying, etc. are all the price. After paying these prices, we can have peace of mind.
They are good, think about what I said, right?"
Gong Yueyue took a deep breath and said sincerely: "Mom...you are amazing..." After being comforted by her mother-in-law, she felt much more comfortable.
Mrs. Liu saw that her face relaxed and seemed to become cheerful, so she got up and started to clean up the house. "Mom, there is nothing special about her. She is not as smart as you, and she is not as smart as you. These are just the things she has figured out after being a wife for so long.
"
"Mom, can I ask you something?"
"You ask."
"Back then, was it dad who chased you, or you who chased dad?" This was the first time that Xu had such a heart-to-heart chat with her mother-in-law. I don't know where this girl Gong Yueyue got the courage to suddenly feel like gossiping and asked.
It was something she had been curious about a long time ago. She once asked Zhao Changyuan, but he was not as nosy as she was, so she couldn't give an answer.
"Chasing?" Ms. Liu didn't quite understand what she meant. After all, topics like "men chasing women" and "women chasing men" did not belong to that ancient era.
When Ms. Liu heard what she said, she immediately laughed: "Hey, what's there to pursue? I didn't even recognize him before we got married."
Gong Yueyue was even more curious: "Huh? Really?" Just like herself and Zhao Changyuan? They only recognized each other after the bridal chamber?
Ms. Liu stopped what she was doing, thought for a moment and said, "However, I know that your father did not agree to our marriage."
"Really? Just like my husband?" Gong Yueyue folded her legs and widened her eyes. She didn't know that she looked like a gossiping civet at the moment.
Perhaps it was because few people were willing to share her green years with her. Instead of being shy, Liu became more and more enthusiastic: "Well, almost. But you must not have imagined that your father was more resistant than Zhao'er at that time.
Much more intense.”
"Really?" Gong Yueyue was shocked. She really couldn't imagine what Zhao Xiong would look like when he resisted marriage.
While folding clothes, Mrs. Liu recalled: "I ran away several times in the middle of the night and was caught several times by Zhao'er's grandfather." (To be continued)