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Chapter four hundred and ninety seventh suffering

Jiang waited patiently in the Qiu family's inner house for less than half a month.

The waiting time was extremely long and excruciating.

Thinking day and night, having trouble sleeping and eating, Jiang, who was already haggard, became thinner and thinner, with empty clothes on his body. One of his eyes looked extraordinarily large. When looking at people, there was no focus and no life.

Mrs. Mu went to visit Mrs. Jiang every few days. After seeing her this time, she was really frightened. She went to Mrs. Qiu’s yard and whispered: "...I couldn’t eat more than a few bites of each meal. I spent the whole night She stayed up all night, and her iron-clad body couldn't help but stay up like this. My granddaughter-in-law went to see her today and comforted her in every possible way, but she didn't say anything. If this continues, my granddaughter-in-law may not be able to endure it for long."

Mrs. Qiu also frowned.

She hated Jiang so much that she wished Jiang would die.

But Jiang couldn't die.

The empress in the palace would send people to visit her every few months. It was reasonable for Jiang to "recuperate", but if he died in the inner house like this, how could Empress Yuan not get to the bottom of it and vent her anger on the Qiu family?

Furthermore, you have to worry about Shen You. It is one thing for Shen You to hate his own mother. If Jiang died in the Qiu family for no reason, Shen You, the son, cannot ignore it. Then there will be another trouble. thing.

Therefore, the Qiu family pinched their noses and had to support Jiang. Jiang was always under house arrest and never lacked food and clothing.

It's best if we can live in peace like this. Now Jiang is about to be unable to hold on, so what should we do?

Mrs. Qiu pondered for a long time, and then said intermittently and tremblingly: "Let someone send a letter to the Beicheng Military and Horse Department, and ask Mingcheng to come back."

Mu Shi hurriedly agreed.

Mrs. Qiu added another sentence: "Let Jier come back too."

Qiu Jie was taken into the military camp by Qiu Mingcheng, and he came back very few times in the past few years. Firstly, he wanted Qiu Jie to practice well in the military camp, and secondly, it was to separate Qiu Jie and Jiang, so as to avoid Jiang's war. He stirs up trouble with his son and instigates discord between father and son.

With Jiang's current appearance, he might be able to survive for a few more days. No matter what, Qiu Mingcheng and his son must come back for a visit.

Mrs. Mu hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice: "My granddaughter-in-law, let someone send another letter to Shen You and Feng Shaojun!"

Mrs. Qiu nodded slowly.

That night, Qiu Mingcheng came back with Qiu Jie.

For more than a year, Qiu Mingcheng has lived in Bingmasi for most of the time and rarely comes back. He was originally more than ten years older than Jiang, but now his face is wrinkled and there are white hairs on his head, making him look quite old at first glance.

Qiu Jie also lives in the camp of Bingma Division. The last time he came back was half a year ago. We haven’t seen him in half a year. Qiu Jie has grown a lot taller. He has a dark face, a flat nose and small eyes. His appearance is exactly the same as Qiu Mingcheng’s. .On his face, the high-spiritedness that a fifteen-year-old boy should have could not be found, but rather a bit numb.

When Mrs. Qiu saw her grandson being tortured like this by the military camp, she burst into tears. She held Qiu Jie's hand and cried, "Jie'er, it's so rare for you to come back, why didn't you say a word?"

A hint of impatience flashed in Qiu Jie's eyes, and his voice was flat: "Grandma, don't worry about me. I'm fine in the military camp."

Three years ago, he was taken to the military camp by Qiu Mingcheng. A twelve-year-old pampered young man suddenly entered a military camp full of rough guys. He was not used to food and accommodation. He got up at five o'clock every day to practice martial arts, which was extremely hard. He didn’t know how many times he cried. Unfortunately, no matter how much he cried, no one around him felt sorry for him. Instead, he only attracted more ridicule and bullying.

Qiu Mingcheng came to see him occasionally, and he cried and begged: "Dad, it's too hard in the military camp. I can't stand it. I want to go back. I miss my grandmother and my mother."

Qiu Mingcheng hardened his heart: "When I was eleven years old, I entered the military camp. If I can't bear this little hardship, I am not worthy of being my son, Qiu Mingcheng. Just stay in the military camp with peace of mind and don't even think about going back."

Qiu Jie was forced to adapt to the boring and hard life of the military camp, and was forced to get used to eating, living and sleeping with a group of rough guys. He didn't hate his biological father and grandmother, but they would inevitably become estranged after being apart for a long time.

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Mrs. Qiu felt increasingly uncomfortable seeing her precious grandson in this state. However, now was not the time to cry. Mrs. Qiu wiped away her tears and whispered: "Go and see your mother!"

Qiu Jie's heart tightened and he blurted out: "What's wrong with my mother?"

Qiu Mingcheng's eyes were complicated and he said in a deep voice: "Your mother broke her waist more than half a month ago and has been raising her on the couch. Now that you are back, go and see her."

Qiu Jie was not a few years old, so he naturally understood the meaning of Qiu Mingcheng's words. This was because Jiang could not stand it any longer, so he asked his son to come back to comfort him.

Qiu Jie's eyes flashed with water, and he gritted his teeth and said: "She has a heart disease. Let her come out, and she will be cured naturally."

Qiu Mingcheng and Mrs. Qiu looked at each other and remained silent.

Qiu Jie's heart sank, but he didn't plead anymore and quickly walked to Jiang's courtyard.

Qiu Mingcheng also went together. He did not enter Jiang's house and only stood outside the door. Soon, a familiar cry came from the door.

Qiu Jie's choking voice also reached his ears: "Mom, why are you so thin? What's wrong with this? You have to take good care of me and watch me marry and have children."

Jiang didn't say anything and just kept crying.

Qiu Mingcheng stood outside the door, like a statue, unmoving.

No one knew the heaviness and fear in Jiang's heart. After the initial shock and anticipation, time passed by day by day. When Jiang thought about the note she had written, she shivered with fear.

With Emperor Qing'an's temper, if he had known that she dared to write such a note, he would have killed her alive.

Carrying such a heavy and terrible secret, it was like her whole body was being burned by flames and her heart was like frying oil. Where could she eat or sleep?



No matter what, Qiu Jie's return was always a comfort to Jiang. Jiang was finally able to eat.

Qiu Jie stayed in the mansion for two days. Seeing that Jiang was getting better, he returned to the military camp.

Qiu Mingcheng never stepped into Jiang's house from beginning to end.

After Shen You learned that Jiang was "dying", he said nothing and obviously had no intention of visiting Jiang. Feng Shaojun, on the other hand, took a day off in private and went to Qiu's house.

These days, Feng Shaojun always feels a little uneasy.

On the surface, everything seems to be going well in the Qiu family, with nothing abnormal. But why did Mr. Jiang suddenly become "seriously ill"?

Jiang is weak on the surface, but actually has a strong mind. He is definitely not someone who would actively seek death. What happened?

No matter how closely the secret sentry watches, there will inevitably be moments of negligence. She has to take a look at Jiang's family in person.

Mrs. Mu politely led Feng Shaojun into Mr. Jiang's house: "You stay with my mother-in-law and talk, I'll go out first."
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