Shadow Bride

Xiao Jun ignored him at first, but when he heard him crying, she turned her head to look at him infrequently.

Xiaohan cried out of breath, grabbed the drawing that was torn by him on the ground, and poked it in front of him: "The paintings I worked so hard to draw, you can tear them to pieces without even looking at them. Uh... how can you do this, it's too much..."

Xiao Jun looked down at the broken piece of paper in his hand.

Xiao Han was still crying, with crystal tears hanging on her chubby little face: "You are too much, woo woo woo..."

Xiao Ju had no expression on her face, and slowly walked to the corner to pick up the paintbrush that he had just thrown out, then picked up a piece of paper that was still in good condition, and started to paint with her head down. His movements were very fast. Before Xiaohan could finish crying in a mellow and frustrating manner, he had already painted it-a pair of crooked ghost symbols on the paper, just like what Xiaohan drew just now, no difference.

He stuffed the picture into Xiaohan's arms.

Xiao Han was stunned and forgot to cry. He reached out to take the picture and smiled with tears: "Wow, you are so amazing, Brother Xiaojun, the picture you drew is exactly the same as I was just now! It turns out that you didn't look at me. picture a…"

Xiao Ju's face was expressionless, and she lowered her head to look at Paintbrush in a daze.

Xiao Han was happy: "Brother Xiaojun, I like you so much. Can you teach me to paint?"

Su Xingyu, who watched this scene from the side, was dumbfounded. Isn't his idiot son too good to deceive? The wound on his hand is still there! This kid, will he be sold out to help him with money in the future?

"Xiao Han..." She wanted to warn him not to be so familiar.

However, looking at Xiaojun's lonely figure, she couldn't speak anymore.

The thin child looked at the paintbrush quietly, his eyes hollowed out, and he could not see a trace of emotion.

Su Xingyu finally broke away from Lu Shifeng, ran to Xiao Han, and looked at the injury on his hand distressedly: "Does it hurt?"

Xiao Han nodded, and then shook his head again: "It doesn't hurt, Brother Xiaojun didn't mean it."

Su Xingyu couldn't bear to blame him or Xiao Ju, so he gave Lu Shifeng a fierce look. Lu Shifeng was inexplicably guilty, yes, it was him who didn't stop the two children from fighting, but the boy should have been educated like this.

He coughed and said to Su Xingyu: "It's getting late, let the two children rest first."

Su Xingyu didn't want to quarrel with him in front of the child, so he took Xiaohan's hand and walked out: "Good Xiaohan, go back to the room with mother first, let Brother Xiaojun take a rest."

Xiaohan reluctantly grasped the picture Xiao Ju drew for him, and reluctantly walked out with her.

With two children in the family, there are more things to worry about. Everything is not easy for food, clothing, housing, companionship, and education. Su Xingyu took Gui’s mother for a few days to settle down completely. Xiaojue only likes to stay in the room in a daze on weekdays. Xiaohan is more lively and often goes to play with Xiaojue, although usually He was the one who kept chattering to bother Xiao Ju, but at most Xiao Ju just ignored him with a blank face, and never bit him like before.

Su Xingyu felt a little relieved in his heart.

On this day, she sat by the window in the corridor and watched the two children playing in the bedroom.

Mom Gui brought a cup of tea and walked over and said, "Madam Young, have some tea. This is the newly picked chrysanthemum tea this autumn. It is aimed at clearing the fire."

Su Xingyu took it, still looking away from the two children.

Mother Gui looked at her and sighed with some smile: "After so many years have passed, I did not expect that there will be a day when I see you come back alive. It is really God’s eyes to open your eyes, let you reunite with the young master, and let the young master Xiao Yue. Have a playmate."

Su Xingyu didn't like other people mentioning her and Lu Shifeng.

She only said indifferently: "Maybe it is God's will, but it may not be God's eye opening. Xiao Jue is a poor child, because Lu Shifeng wants to keep me and separate him from his biological mother."

Gui Ma: "You mean Miss Zhuang?"

"Why, don't you call her wife?"

"Those are all addresses to outsiders," Gui Ma looked at her face and answered cautiously, "Miss Zhuang is Miss Zhuang. We usually call her like this in front of the young master when there are no outsiders. The young master is four years old. As I said earlier, his wife is only you, and other women, even if you give birth to him a young master, he will not recognize him."

"Oh, it sounds better than singing." Su Xingyu sneered.

She didn't intend to believe that man anymore, and she didn't want to break her heart again in her life.

Mother Gui sighed slightly. Seeing that Mrs. Young hasn’t forgiven the young master yet, it’s no wonder that the young master did such an excessive thing four years ago and gave birth to the young master of Xiaojun with Ms. Zhuang. Any woman would be angry. Right?

"Young Master Xiaojun, he..." Mother Gui considered, "It's a poor child. Miss Zhuang doesn't care about him normally. When the young master doesn't visit him, Miss Zhuang doesn't go either. To put it a halt. Yes, it's also a shame that the young master Xiaojun is a child with autism. If it is a normal child, who can suffer the indifference of his mother to himself?"

Su Xingyu was stunned and looked up: "Does she usually care about children?"

"What do you care about," said Madam Gui, "Little Master lost his temper one night, and he called for most of the night in the room without any care. That day, I happened to go to a farm in the suburbs to choose millet, and wait for me to come back early in the morning. Her voice is dumb. Fortunately, the family doctor treated promptly. Otherwise, the family doctor said, the vocal cords may have been damaged, and this life will be really dumb."

Su Xingyu was startled to hear: "How did Zhuang Heng become a mother?"

Asked again: "What about Lu Shifeng? Do you care about the children?"

"Where did the young master come from?" Gui Ma said, "At that time, the young master happened to be busy too. He was in time for a big project. He had been working for several days all night, and he only slept in the company for a while. I didn’t have a family at all, and I suffered from stomach problems—that’s why I rushed to the farm overnight to buy fresh millet to nourish his stomach."

Lu Shifeng likes to be quiet, and there are not many servants at home, but both he and Xiao Ju need someone to take care of them.

Su Xingyu felt sad when he heard it, and imagined that in the long dark night, the adults had stomach problems and the children called dumb voices. No... she told herself how could she be so sad for Lu Shifeng?

She was just angry that he could not take care of Xiao Jue.

Yes, it must be so.

"From now on, Xiaojun will have three meals a day, daily work and rest, and report to me every day in every detail," she made a decision and said to Gui's mother, "just like Xiaohan. He is pitiful enough without his mother's affection, we Can no longer neglect to take care of him."

Madam Gui happily responded, thinking it's better to be a young lady, this is the demeanor of the mistress of the family.

What about Zhuang Heng? My own son is not well taken care of, so what qualifications do I want to marry into the Lu family?