At this moment, people from outside came in, and one person quickly threw himself at her feet and shouted loudly: "Mother, mother, you really want to die!"
As he spoke, he hugged Aunt Mei's legs and cried loudly.
He was too fast, a bit unexpected, and others were not prepared. Over there, Feng Huailuo was about to kneel down and salute when he saw that his younger brother who refused to come to see his mother was already crying, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised.
For a moment, the movements became stiff, a little unsmooth, and slowed down for a moment.
Xiao Xiao hurriedly said: "Second brother, let mother sit, and you and eldest brother kowtow together." After saying that, she stepped forward and pulled Aunt Mei to sit on a chair in the hall, and asked Feng Wuji to sit on the other side.
Chunmei and others immediately sent futons over.
Feng Huailuo then lifted up the hem of his robe, knelt down respectfully, and said in a clear and authentic voice: "My son, please pay my respects to my aunt."
Aunt Mei couldn't hide the loneliness in her eyes. She shook a little, but she still laughed with tears in her eyes. The tears fell down and she couldn't wipe them away.
Feng Huai walked a few steps on his knees, hugged his thighs again, and sobbed: "Mom, my dear mother, I miss my son so much. My son cannot sleep well day and night. He just wants to come back and see my mother."
I’m finally back, mother, my son never wants to leave you again.”
Aunt Mei couldn't bear it any longer and cried until her heart broke.
Xiao Xiao saw her eldest brother kneeling on the ground weeping, while her second brother was occupying her mother so that her eldest brother had no place to get close. She suddenly became angry and said loudly: "Second brother, what did you say just now?"
How could Feng Huaike admit it? He wiped his tears on Aunt Mei and sobbed: "It's an expedient solution. Why does my sister come to blame the second brother? Otherwise, how can I and my eldest brother be allowed to kowtow to my mother?"
Aunt Mei didn't need to think about it to know that Mrs. Sima would definitely disagree. Her son must have wronged her and finally fought for such an opportunity. She thought he was still young and had not been weaned at that time, so Mrs. Sima had someone take him away.
On the day she left, the little child cried so hard that her face was purple and blue, and she fainted immediately from the pain.
I woke up from my dreams countless times, as if I heard a child crying, heard someone saying that the second young master was dead, or heard him calling me mother.
Every time, she would wake up wet, stare blankly into the dark void of the night, and shed tears all night long.
After all, Luo'er is a little older and not so delicate, but Ke'er is such a delicate and fragile baby. She is beautiful when she is, chubby and has a pair of big black eyes. She just recognized it.
Mother, when she refuses to let go.
How could she not be heartbroken, but she managed to survive and endured it all the time, just looking forward to seeing her sons back.
Now both sons are back, and Ke'er is old enough to call her mother.
What was missing seemed to be made up all at once, making her tremble with happiness.
She wiped her tears, looked at her eldest son who was kneeling aside, stretched out her hand and said: "Luo'er, come here, come here, let me take a good look at you."
The sensible child left his mother, and his eyes were deep and sad, looking back at her over and over again, becoming a little bit of beauty in the memories of these years, able to support her and make her faint and wake up again and again.
She hugged her two sons and burst into tears.
Xiao Xiao never felt that she was soft-hearted, but at this moment she burst into tears and threw herself into Feng Wuji's arms, "Dad, dad, don't let the eldest brother and the second brother go, let them live at home."
