"Did my father mistreat you? Did my father abuse you? Why did he leave? Do you remember Qishui Town? Do you remember me when you were pregnant in Qishui Town? Mom, wake up, I am
Your son, I am your biological son."
When Huahua started to face Wang Fengtong, he was filled with anger. As he spoke, tears rolled down his face. He didn't really want to be angry with his mother. He just felt that he couldn't accept the fact that he and his father had been abandoned.
He longs to get his mother, but he is just a child who loses his temper because he can't get candy.
I'm just jealous of Chenxing. Even though she was separated from her parents when she was young, she at least enjoyed maternal love, at least drank milk from her mother, and at least enjoyed four years of happiness under her mother's care.
When I was young, at least my mother's current state of mind was due to the loss of Chenxing.
But what about yourself?
"Huoshan, Huoshan, Huoshan," Wang Fengtong became more and more excited and kept chanting: "Child, child, my child is dead, my child is dead, my child..."
Wang Fengtong shed tears as she spoke, her hot tears kept falling.
"My child...my child..." She burst into tears.
Chenxing stood beside him. He didn't expect his mother to be so excited. He had never seen her so excited during these years of chatting with her. He said in his heart that he didn't like it, but he was also worried that something would happen to her because of her unstable mood, so he quickly called the phone.
Call her primary care physician over.
Huahua hugged Wang Fengtong's head: "Mom, don't cry, don't cry, your child is not dead. Am I not the child you love the most? You also have the child you love the least.
My daughter is also here. Why are you crying when you have two children? Mom, don’t cry, don’t cry, be good..."
Huahua turned her head and looked at Chenxing: "Ugly girl, please stop calling me and tell me you're not dead. Hurry up, or I'll beat you up."
Chenxing hurriedly dialed the phone and grabbed Wang Fengtong's left hand: "Mom, I'm Chenxing. I'm fine. Please touch my face. I'm alive and well. I'm not dead. You still have...
…”
Chenxing paused as he spoke, then continued: "Why did you give birth to a brother for me? Why didn't you tell me, mom, did you realize that you are really happy? You have a pair of children, please don't cry.
"
"Dead, dead, all dead, my children are all dead, Huo Shan, Huo Shan, why did you lie to me, why did you lie to me that the child is dead, not dead, right? You said that the child is not dead, so you want to give the child to me
Raise, why didn’t you send it over, why did you lie to me, why did you lie to me, send my child over, send my child over, okay, Huoshan, Huoshan..."
"I'm not dead. Mom, I'm not dead. Dad wants to send me to you. But I'm unlucky. There was an accident on the plane. I don't know where you are. I've turned into a little beggar. You don't know.
How miserable I am, mom, please wake up quickly, you have to make up for me, make up for my lack of maternal love." Huahua's nose was sore and uncomfortable.
He didn't know if what Lingyin said was true. Lingyin said that his father wanted to send him to Canada, but the plane crashed and they were not sent to their destination. Let's just assume that for the time being. Maybe his father was
I want to send myself to my mother. Since my father has prepared an empty tomb for my mother, he must know that my mother did not die of illness, right?