"Every Qingming Festival, Sister Mai would take me to sweep the tomb. Every time I asked her whose tombstone belonged to her, she would not answer me. I remember last year, Sister Mai took me to sweep the tomb. After I knelt down and kowtowed to lay flowers, Sister Mai said
Let me go to the front to pick wild flowers. I picked them
When Yehua came back, I saw her kneeling on the ground alone and crying secretly. I was very scared, so I asked her why she was crying. Sister Mai told me that day that when she grows up, she must not forget her surname and remember that she will always be there.
He is a descendant of the Qiao family..."
Descendants of the Qiao family!
The only descendant of the Qiao family!
Is it because you value and cherish too much that you are too afraid of losing???
The wind was roaring and the trees and grass were all covered with soldiers. In her opinion, every move he made by Yi Xiangxi in the past was the beginning of a deliberate plunder...
Xiaomai, I don’t blame you for being so cautious and guarded against me. Maybe the harm I left you in the early years is too deep, too heavy, and irreparable.
"I think Sister Mai won't let me change my surname. Dad, I won't change it, okay?"
His tone was extremely cautious, as if he were talking to an adult: "Xiaobai, remember, your father will never ask you to change your name or surname in this life. It doesn't matter what your surname is, as long as you are his daughter and your father.
Just your bloodline will do."
No matter what your surname is, it is nothing more than a symbol. After experiencing life and death, experiencing separation, and experiencing so many setbacks and tribulations, can you still not see through this false name?
Wheat, what you are afraid of, actually, since we met again, I have never had those thoughts again.
I dreamed back in the middle of the night that I was already a huge blessing to have a wife and a daughter. How could I dare to push myself further??
"Sister Mai is right, you will always be the child of the Qiao family! You are also my child. We don't need to change our surname!"
The child smiled brightly: "This will put my mind at ease. If I don't change my surname, Sister Mai will be happy."
The child felt relieved, and his eyes suddenly started to move again, and he kept saying: "Dad, Sister Mai, Sister Mai...I mean, Sister Mai...Mom..."
Yi Xiangxi spoke clearly and calmly every word: "Sister Mai is your mother."
The child raised her head, her big eyes half understanding, thinking about the meaning of this sentence, Sister Mai, mother, she tilted her head and her long eyelashes drooped.
Yi Xiangxi took her little hand and said seriously: "Sister Mai is your biological mother. Xiaobai, do you understand? The reason why your surname is Qiao instead of Yi is because your father did something wrong in the early years.
I'm sorry for your mother, I made her suffer a lot, so she asked you to take her last name, do you understand?"
"But, Sister Mai...Sister Mai..."
He understood that the child did not doubt whether Sister Mai was her mother, nor was she shocked as to why Sister Mai became his mother - in fact, in her young mind, she had never felt that there was any essential relationship between her mother and Sister Mai.
The difference is just the strange transformation between sister Mai and mother.
"Xiaobai, Sister Mai had her own reasons for saying she was your sister. Because her father was the 'enemy' she said. He did many things that were sorry for her and hurt her very seriously, so she
She stayed away from you and suffered a lot before giving birth to you. She loved you very much, but because she was afraid that her father would snatch you away from her, she hid your identity and asked you to call her Sister Mai. Do you understand?