Chang Yining seemed to have had a long dream, and many things passed before his eyes. At one time, he was back to his childhood, and at another time, he was preparing to take the exam. He always felt that there was one important thing that he had not completed.
What was it? He couldn't tell clearly.
I heard my mother's voice calling, "Yining, Yining..."
On the nose is the scent of orchids.
The warmth reached into his heart.
He suddenly remembered Yang Molan.
He was engaged to Yang Molan, a girl from the Yang family. This marriage had been decided by the elders a long time ago. He had met Yang Molan at the Yang family, that girl with a bright smile like an orchid, so he agreed according to the elders' wishes.
This marriage.
Chang Yining's heartstrings seemed to be pulled. He wanted to get married. He wanted to marry that woman. As long as this happened, he would be satisfied.
But why, he always felt that something was wrong.
What's wrong?
He wanted to find someone to ask, but the servants of the Chang family were busy, some were talking in front of the porch, some were walking together with a smile, but no one paid attention to him.
He seemed to be like a gust of wind blowing in, passing by people's eyes, leaving only a little whirring sound. His heart was cold, his body was cold, and he wanted to absorb that little bit of warmth, so he
After a hurried search, the Chang family was still the same as before, but he couldn't find anyone he knew, his grandmother, father, and mother.
No one paid any attention to him anymore.
Why?
I heard a voice calling intermittently in my ears, "Yining, don't scare your mother, Yining...Yining...you must not have anything happen to you."
Chang Yining couldn't help but look around, where is her mother? Why did her mother say this? What happened to him?
Thinking of this, Chang Yining felt a sudden pain in his chest. He lowered his head and looked down. Blood soaked through his clothes and dripped down onto his shoes.
Suddenly everything came back to his mind.
His grandmother put medicine in the almond soup. If he hadn't been prepared, he would have been poisoned by her. But what he didn't expect was that after he escaped, his grandmother stabbed him in the chest with scissors.
It hurt, his heart ached in waves, as if everything was going to flow out along the wound, leaving him only a shell. Could it be that the love between ancestors and grandchildren for so many years was fake? Why? He couldn't figure it out.
.
Why is grandma so cruel and wants to kill him?
It's like he can't understand why the best things around him are being lost one by one.
His marriage, his father's life, and the family ties that should have supported him were all gone.
In the end, Chang Shaofu was a person with nothing.
Chang Yining suddenly felt very tired. He should rest here. At least this was a familiar place to him, and everything around him was beautiful scenery.
Chang Yining sat in the pavilion, staring blankly at everything in front of him. He began to feel breathless, as if everything was gradually getting further and further away from him.
It will be painful when you are born, and it will be painful when you leave. As long as you get through it, everything will disappear. He is ready and waiting for this moment.
I don't know when someone walked up to him.
Chang Yining panted for a while before raising his head.
The man's face was full of kindness. He looked at him and frowned, "You kid, why are you like this?"
Just when he thought no one would talk to him again, he saw such a pair of concerned eyes.
Only these eyes remained unchanged from beginning to end, always looking at him like this.
Suddenly everything came to a standstill.
Nothing had changed. It had always been the same. It was still the same as it was many years ago. It had not changed because of his situation. Chang Yining suddenly felt aggrieved.
He thought everyone had abandoned him, but he didn't expect anyone to complain about his lack of success.
Chang Yining couldn't help but burst into tears.
"Why are you crying? There is no future."
The words of reproach from the elders came to him suddenly. Chang Yining stood up and didn't know what to say.
"You are still a child after all," the man sighed. "Life is still long. Why rush? Everything will be fine if you take your time."
"Be careful not to be like me. You are a good boy and have always been a good boy. You will not continue like this. You will definitely revive the Chang family. You are a good son and grandson of the Chang family."
Chang Yining's tears kept streaming down her face, and she raised her face to see the man's face.
There was a calm and kind smile on his wrinkled face. He kindly arranged his clothes with his hands and smoothed the clothes on his body. The wound on his chest seemed to have healed.
Chang Yining knelt down and lay on Mrs. Chang's knees. Just like she had done many years ago, Mrs. Chang ran her hands through his hair, "Don't be afraid, just move forward. No matter what happens, keep moving. Don't
Being involved in a moment of hatred, I have been living for hatred all my life. I have been blinded by money and do not believe the words of anyone around me, which is why I have today's results. You are better than me, you are a good boy."
His grandmother's embrace was so warm and her voice was so kind. He wanted to keep listening to her like this, as if if he was interrupted now, he would never have another chance in the future.
Chang Yining was about to close his eyes quietly, but his grandmother pushed him away, "Now, keep moving forward, don't be weak, don't look back, go, go out, this is my good grandson."
Chang Yining only felt that her grandmother's voice was getting farther and farther away, and everything in front of her became so blurry, as if he was a person who fell into a dream and was about to break free.
He shook his body vigorously and tried to touch his grandmother's hand, but he was punched in the chest, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
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Yang Mo opened Chang Yining's eyes, and her pupils shrank when exposed to the light.
Yang Mo nodded, "Okay, it's done."
Mrs. Chang Da hurriedly stepped forward and took Chang Yining's hand, "Yining, Yining, can you hear your mother's voice? Yining?"
Chang Yining slowly opened his eyes, and Yang Molan's clear eyes immediately jumped into his eyes, followed by his mother who looked haggard and tired.
Chang Yining moved his lips, trying hard to make a sound.
Mrs. Chang rushed over.
Chang Yining swallowed and exhausted all his strength, "Where is grandma?"
Hearing these words, Mrs. Chang's tears almost burst out of her eyes. At this point, Yi Ning was still thinking about the old lady. Mrs. Chang shook her head, "Not here." She couldn't tell the old lady that she was ill.
Yi Ning, even if I say it, I have to wait for a while before Yi Ning settles down.
Hearing this, Chang Yining wanted to struggle to get up.
Mrs. Chang turned pale with fright, "What are you going to do? Are you trying to kill me?"
Chang Yining moved his eyes to Yang Mo's face. Although he didn't speak, Yang Mo understood what he was thinking, "You can't get up now. You have to wait for the wound to heal before you can move slowly."
Mrs. Chang stretched out her hand and touched Chang Yining's face, "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, tell me slowly if you have anything to do. When you get better, you can say whatever you want to your grandmother. You still have to be good now, mother."
You are the only one left, and mother is the only one left. You have three advantages and two disadvantages, what do you want mother to do?"
Tears hung on Mrs. Chang's face, and the tears kept sliding down her cheeks. Her eyes were full of expectation, and she stared at Chang Yining blankly.
"Mother... mother... dear." Chang Yining opened his mouth with difficulty.
The sadness on Mrs. Chang's face has been replaced by surprise, "Here, mother is here, mother has always been here." She has been waiting sleeplessly these days, just wanting to tell Yi Ning that she is here, always.
She is here with him and never leaves. She has been by his side since the day he was born.
"Mother... dear..." Chang Yining moved her lips with difficulty, "Son... I want to... support you till the end of your life... You can rest assured..."
Mrs. Chang shook her head. She couldn't help holding Chang Yining anymore and cried loudly.
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Yang Mo was helped out of the house. Thinking of Yang Molan's past experience, she originally hated the Chang family. In any case, Mrs. Chang and Mrs. Chang planned together to make Yang Molan die in childbirth.
It doesn't matter if the adult is dead, there is still a full-term child in the belly, the Chang family is too cruel.
But seeing the scene just now, she felt soft-hearted. No matter what happened to Mrs. Chang, she was Chang Yining's mother. No matter whether the mother was good or bad, she loved and cared for her children equally. This love between mother and child made her
Moving.
Yang Mo was about to go to the consulting room to see Yang Bingzheng. Shopkeeper Jiang and a young doctor came over and said, "Yao Yuwen went to Liu's house and sent his apprentice to spread the news, saying that Mrs. Chang over there might not be able to survive. Now she needs our insurance."
The life-saving medicine in the hall, if Mrs. Chang wants to get over it, she must do it now."
Yang Mo nodded and looked at Mei Xiang, "Go and call Mrs. Chang to come out and talk." I don't know if it's a connection between ancestors and grandchildren. Chang Yining woke up and went to find Mrs. Chang.
After a while, Mrs. Chang came out of the consulting room, and shopkeeper Jiang immediately spoke to Mrs. Chang.
Mrs. Chang's face turned pale for a moment and her lips trembled. She hated the old lady in her heart when her life and death were uncertain. But when she heard that the old lady was about to die, she felt frightened and her eyes turned red immediately.
"What should we do?"
Yang Mo told shopkeeper Jiang, "Let someone prepare a car to send Mrs. Chang to Liu's house."
Shopkeeper Jiang responded and immediately went to prepare. After hearing Yang Mo's words, Mrs. Chang turned her head and bowed to Yang Mo with tears in her eyes, "Princess Kang, our Chang family cannot help Princess Kang."
Yang Mo asked her mother-in-law to help Mrs. Chang Da up. Now that her father had been rescued and she was pregnant, all the hatred had been blown away by the wind like a puff of smoke, and there was now a blue sky above her head.
Walking into the clinic where Yang Bingzheng was recuperating, Yang Mo sat on a soft seat and Zhou Chengling stood beside her.
"Dad, wake up quickly. Chang Yining has already recovered. We have survived many storms, big and small. It's time for our family to reunite." Yang Mo looked at the sleeping Yang Bingzheng, "It's time for our family to reunite.
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Aunt Lu covered her mouth with a handkerchief but still cried bitterly.
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This chapter has been revised several times, and it should be considered satisfactory. I hope everyone likes it.