It's not because of this person's old age that Qiu Yunwei has had no worries over the years, her mentality has not been old, and the years will not leave traces on her body, that kind of bright and comfortable feeling that everyone sees is good, nor is it because of the charming face Laugh, Qiu Yunwei is born from the heart.
But Jian Fei took a look at that, and felt that it wasn't her at all. Even if she suffered from life, it shouldn't be like this. It's different.
I went to see those facial features, but it was her facial features, old and wrinkled, and he could see it, but the expressions and temperament in his eyes were telling him that it was not her.
Jian Fei's heart sank more and more, and finally turned his attention from this photo to the words.
The more I look at it, the cooler my heart becomes. His mother is self-confident and self-improving. She can stand in the laboratory from morning to night just to stare at an experimental data, to check a data, to stay up all night, to take care of the experimental seedlings in the backyard, often tired back and back. Pain, she has never felt any pain before.
Although she also liked the clothes and jewelry he gave, she didn't really love it very much. She herself didn't pay much attention to those fashion things.
The person in this document is greedy for enjoyment, exchanges material with beauty, and passes between men one after another, and even has been the mistress of a married man. How could it be her?
Jian Fei saw it and felt that it was a huge insult to her to associate this person with Qiu Yunwei.
Even if Qiu Yunwei encounters a big predicament, her pride and self-esteem will not make her like this.
Jian Fei felt that the text on this material was extremely dazzling, but he still forced himself to read it.
Then I closed my eyes again, my heart was in chaos, and it became empty again.
"Sir, here it is."
Jian Fei was wearing a hat with a black brim covering his indifferent eyebrows, listening to the women and people at the next table making fun of him.
The voice is also different. Qiu Yunwei's words also give people a bright feeling, just like the sunflower that he liked very much later.
He always likes to listen to Qiu Yunwei's voice, even when talking about him, he likes to listen, he likes the gentle and pampering feeling in it.
But the woman's voice was so harsh when it reached his ears. The voice she made with her throat reminded him of the bad memories of the garbage star's life as a child, not at all.
Jian Fei picked up the glass of drink on the table, took a sip, frowned, and was nowhere near as good as the fruit juice at home.
Listening to their voices, Jian Fei became more and more numb as he listened. What he once regretted and dissipated. As soon as he found out that he had returned to the past, the impatience he was eager to find her disappeared, and his heart seemed to be scratched. The wind made him feel a little cold.
After the two people left, Jian Fei poured the last ugly drink into his mouth and left.
Did not go to talk to that woman, did not take that woman away, Jian Fei returned to Capital Star, back to the lonely residence, just a residence, not a home.
More information about the woman kept coming. Jian Fei became more calm as she watched, clicked to play, and the woman's voice came from inside.
"Children? Oh, I have had a child. Yes, I have another child."
"Where? I can't remember. I just threw it away."
"If he doesn't want his father, I can still raise him? With a little baby, how can I find a man?"
The woman was sensible, and she was talking about the child as if she were talking about a worthless object.
Jian Fei didn't feel any heartache when she listened, and she didn't even move a single expression on her face.
Just as he thought in his previous life, the abandoned child living on the garbage star is an unanticipated burden, but the person who smiles like a spring sun, and the person who has held him countless times, she said he is a baby. It's an angel baby.
She was looking forward to him, the thick diary she wrote for him, the story book she read for him, the birthday cake she prepared for him, the botanical garden she built for him that countless people envied all of her. Seeing him as precious as a jewel, he is her most precious treasure, and no matter how precious things are exchanged in the world, she won't change them.
For so many years of her love, Jian Fei did not doubt her love for him at all.
Jian Fei will order the arrangements for that woman in this world. She will spend the rest of her life without worrying about food and clothing, but there are more of them. Jian Fei will not take her back and will not recognize her.
There is only one person in his mother.
But now she is gone.
Those memories appear more and more frequently, and the memories are soaked with warmth and sweetness.
And when those memories were being chewed slowly, some things that were overlooked also caught Jian Fei's attention.
How could Shao Hanyu be regarded as attractive to her by her temperament and aesthetics? Such a playboy is not her preference at all.
There are also words that she does not understand, words that she has never heard, her strangeness to many common sense, the novelty of some technological products, and the many foods she makes, sometimes she will say that it is not that. What kind of flavor is it?
I also had doubts before, but I didn't think about it, but now in the memory over and over again, those things are connected together, and that thought suddenly popped up in my heart.
She seemed to break into that world suddenly, she was the only one.
And this world does not have her.
But no amount of speculation makes any sense, and everything can't be worth the world without her.
Days are boring and boring, even the courtesy smirk Jian Fei no longer wants to laugh, and the superficial approachability is gone.
Looking at the time, Jian Fei lay down to sleep, he still remembered that she was talking about not letting him stay up late, although she always forgets, she always has to worry about it.
"Son! Get up!"
"Hurry up, hurry up, you can't afford it but don't wait for you!"
Jian Fei opened his eyes, and the sound outside the door was so sweet that he suddenly jumped up from the bed.
He quickly walked a few steps to the door, and then he held back and turned around to change clothes, still shouting, "Wait for me, that's all right."
The dressing action was also fast, and Jian Fei opened his arms when he saw the familiar figure when he went out.
Qiu Yunwei was hugged by his son, who was already taller, and she was stunned. Whoops, is his son acting like a baby this early in the morning?
When my son was young, he didn't play coquettishly much.
Qiu Yunwei softened her throat and patted her son on the back, "What's wrong?"
Jian Fei let go of Qiu Yunwei, "had a nightmare and woke up, happy."
Oh, it's like this. My son will be frightened by nightmares. She is still a child in her eyes. Qiu Yunwei doesn't know how to laugh at him. She patted him on the shoulder again and said solemnly: "Yes, Mengdu is fake."
Jian Fei was holding a fishing rod and Li Ze was holding a bucket. The two walked on Qiu Yunwei's left and right. All three of the family wore the same hats and scarves. Qiu Yunwei said that he would like to compare who caught the fish. many.
The air outside was clear but clean and snowy. He threw the bait into the water. He really caught one of them first. He watched the small fish bouncing in the bucket, listening to Qiu Yunwei in his ears. Said: "We will cook fish soup and drink when we go home."
"You two kill the fish and scrape the scales."
"Why is my fishing rod still not moving? Son, son, yours is moving again, hush."
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There was a smile on Jian Fei's lips and eyes. Well, she felt the interest of going out fishing in the cold weather.
She appeared in his life, it was God's greatest favor for him, and his fate was not thin to him.
he's returned home.
And she has never had a previous life that was humiliated and tortured. She lived very well in this world, so good, so good. He liked her always happy appearance.
Jian Fei said to Qiu Yunwei: "We can't finish the fish we caught." With a smile on his mouth, he pulled up another lively fish.
We actually refer specifically to Jian Fei himself, which is weird. Jian Fei has one for a while, but Qiu Yunwei and Li Ze's fish hooks did not move.
"Call grandparents over to eat together, and you can also send them to Xiaozheng." Xiaozheng is the escort of Old Man Li and the others. Qiu Yunwei came over to look at the fish in Jianfei's bucket again, wondering: "Why not Run to our hook?"
Li Ze said: "I'm caught in the water."
After being slapped on the arm by Qiu Yunwei, Qiu Yunwei looked at Jian Fei and said, "Son, let's change positions? Just change for a while."
"That can be said for a while, we can say in advance, the one who wins will have the kingship one day."
"Know that brat, it doesn't count which of your dad and I talk."
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The cold air entered his nose, but his heart was always warm. Jian Fei felt that it would be nice to go fishing after the snow, and he could come again next time. Well, he won. If his mother asked her to get a fruit ice cream, she never let him eat this in winter. This time, he had to listen to him. And Li Ze, what would he tell Li Ze to do? He has to think about it.
Ancient Tyrant Cub
Qiu Yunwei returned to the resting space with a book in her hand, which contained stories about her last world. She went there half a year after Li Ze left, and when she died, her children and grandchildren were full.
Jian Fei, who she was most worried about, was accompanied by children, and she could always come out of her sorrow. Qiu Yunwei rubbed her finger on the book cover for a while, and finally put down the book and entered the next world.
When Qiu Yunwei woke up again, what caught her eye was the embroidered quilt of wooden bed curtains. Qiu Yunwei pressed her forehead and frowned to receive the message of this body. Well, she died in modern times, and now she is here again. There is a three-year-old baby who needs her to raise the chance for the world to live again.
There was a lot of new information in her mind, but Qiu Yunwei frowned, always feeling as if she had forgotten a lot of things.
Getting up from the bed, Qiu Yunwei called out Lu'er as she remembered.
A little maid dressed in green came in with a bowl, "Madam is awake, just the medicine is ready, Madam, drink it soon."
This body is quite empty, Qiu Yunwei has already felt it, took the bowl and drank it in one breath, it was awful, and Qiu Yunwei filled it with water for several sips before feeling better.
The little Lv'er maid said again: "The maid and slave go to the kitchen to get food."
"Why do you see you alone, Orange and the others?"
Lu'er lowered her head and said, "Orange went to the flower and grass house and said that he was going to pick up potted flowers for his wife, Chuntao went to the accounting room, and Xia Lian was at Lady Huanxi."
It seems that everyone is busy with things, but in fact, it is because the master is sick for a long time, the servants start to slack off, and one by one hides and chats.
Qiu Yunwei waved her finger, "Then you go over."
Qiu Yunwei's current body is the wife of the second son of Hou's family, but the second son went to the battlefield only two days after being married.
Wuyang Houfu is a family of military generals, but the population is declining. In the battle three years ago, the father and husband of this body were killed in battle. Now there are only three masters of the Houfu. One is the eldest son Nie, who is still in the northwest border. Chang Feng, one is Qiu Yunwei, and the other is little baby Nie Zheyu.
The eldest son Nie Changfeng was supposed to have a wife and a son, and there should be a wife in the Hou Mansion, but the first two talks about kissing, the wife was given the name of being a wife after an accident. In addition, the eldest son has been guarding the border and rarely returns to Beijing, so the marriage has not yet been completed.
As for the little baby Nie Zheyu, naturally the bones and blood left by the second son, but he was stupid. Now the mansion outside the mansion began to murmur, saying that the Hou Mansion had killed and felled heavily, and the retribution was on the heirs. Although it is the heroes who are full of families, defending their homes and the country, those who enjoy the silk and satin in Kyoto have never had a lot of people with long tongues.
The second wife married into the Hou Mansion, and her husband died. The child was a fool. She felt hopeless and depressed. She was crying all day long and did not want to go out to see people. The entire Hou Mansion was also lifeless, and her body became more and more one-by-one every day. Day difference.
After drinking half a bowl of porridge, Qiu Yunwei felt that she had no appetite, and asked Lu'er, "How about the young master these past few days?"
Lu'er paused, and said, "Mother Gu is watching, and the slave goes over to ask, let Madam Gu come over and talk back."
"No, I'll go and see for myself."