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Although Zhiping suspects that something bad happened to his mother, he has always been unwilling to accept it. He has imagined many situations for his mother who cannot return home, but none of them is that she lies silently in a dry well that no one knows for three years. year.

Someone once made a rumor that my mother couldn't bear the hardships of being a widow, so she fell ill after a long time.Zhiping knows what kind of person his mother Ye Liansheng is: she is a part of survival in this troubled world, but she has her own character!

The pregnant woman who had been framed by others came to Shanghai alone, and stayed in the attic of her friend's house to give birth.This may be a mother's innate instinct, but she has never complained about her husband's family, and she has taught her children to be considerate and respectful of the father she has never met. This is the kind of mind that ordinary women do not have.

The current situation is turbulent, and the lives of the world are difficult. They are all living in the cracks. It is inevitable that they will feel sorry for themselves. They have lived with their mother for many years. The mother has never escaped any hardship. Every day, she stands up like a morning lotus and blooms with fragrance.

At the beginning, after the disappearance of his mother, Shi Liping went to Suzhou alone to find his mother. It was not because he suspected that his mother would go back to your house, but because he had the last hope that was impossible in a desperate situation.Zhi Ping found out that Mu Ma hadn't returned to Suzhou, so he already knew that something might happen to Mu Ma, but he didn't want to admit it, preferring to fabricate a dream of traveling around the world.

Now, the facts are in front of my eyes, and the dream of self-deception has also woken up.

I think that my mother is a naturally particular person, and maybe all my bad looks are passed down from my mother.No matter how hard life is, Mom gets up every day to carefully comb her favorite hairstyle, put on matching jewelry, and put on the most appropriate clothes.In the past few decades, I have never seen a slovenly mother, and I am treated like a young master every day.Mu Ma's white face never showed any sad expression, but always smiled lightly, the corners of her mouth were like the tip of a lotus flower, and her eyes were full of stars.

He didn't see Mama's remains, but he was in this desolate garden full of weeds. He thought that the dry well was full of fallen leaves in the garden, and the rain, frost and snow accumulated for many years, the leaves rotted and turned into silt. This gentle and pretty woman was wrapped into a pair of bones, the dead bones that even her own son couldn't identify, she just felt oppressed in her heart and burst into tears.

Chen Xuanyu couldn't help having a sore nose. Back then, the woman who stood at the door of her house with a big belly and harassed her for a while had a gentle smile, bright eyes, and a soft Wu language. Her pride would not be broken even by wind and rain. Now she is wearing a coarse cloth stretcher. The white cotton cloth carried away all of her.

It turns out that a beauty with a dry bone is really a cruel thing.

Because of Ye Liansheng's special situation, Senior Ping and Chen Xuanyu discussed keeping everything simple, and immediately let Ye Liansheng be buried in the ground and buried next to the tomb of the capitalist, so that the two of them could reunite.

During the burial, Gui Wenzhen also came to visit the woman he loved so much, but felt ashamed to face it, so he had to pay respects from a distance.Gui Wenzhen knew that even if he loved her, he didn't deserve to mention it again.

A man can't protect his own woman, let her be slandered by her elders, and wander in a foreign land with her body in her arms to survive, without taking care of her a little bit.

If you are a husband, you will not be responsible; if you are a father, you will not be kind.

Gui Wentang sighed and blamed himself endlessly: Everyone in the world knows that she, Ye Liansheng, is the one who climbs up to me, but the world doesn't know that I, Gui Wentang, is the one who climbs up to me.

She, Ye Liansheng, is gentle, beautiful, smart, and transparent like glass, with a character that no man has ever had.Born in silt, but really out of silt without staining.She doesn't grow or branch, and I'm just one of the many children who are vassals of the noble family.She chose me out of thousands of people, and I have no one to choose except her, and everything else is just a matter of choice.

In fact, her biggest mistake was choosing me. When I was young, I didn't know that I was so cowardly and selfish.

She is a woman worthy of my love all my life. I abandoned her for the sake of the so-called family, but she left me such an excellent child as Senior Ping, and taught this abandoned child to respect my cowardly and selfish father.

Ye Liansheng has never changed, she has always been the one I can't afford.

The same I lost her and my baby...

Gui Wenzhen felt more and more guilty about his qualifications, and compared with their mother and son, he felt so ashamed that he couldn't bear it.

He has no time to take care of others. He looks at the four graves in front of him. Inside are the people who treat him the best and love him the most in the world: the mother who gave birth to him, the father who treats him like his own son, who loves him the most. His eldest brother, even though he dislikes him, also protects his second brother very much.

Why did it end like this?I'm the only person with qualifications left standing between the heavens and the earth?

Zhiping couldn't help himself not to think about the lives of those capitalists, but also to think about why the elder brother wanted to kill Guiwan, why the elder brother and the second brother wanted to kill the mother, and why he cooperated with Guiyi to kill the elder brother and the second brother .

How great would it be if everyone came back to life and everything went back to the way it was before?

How good!

Dad is really sorry, I didn't want to kill them, I just wanted to kill them, I just...

Senior level knows that the past is difficult to trace, and he can't find an excuse--before the plan was implemented, he had predicted the current situation, and he did not give up, because this is a war.

It's just that no matter which side wins this war, it will always be a loser.

It turns out that the picture in my heart is like this: neither can I be sentenced to death, nor will I be released after serving the sentence, and I will be sentenced to life imprisonment until death.

The matter is not over yet, and Senior Ping needs to tell Mrs. Zi: The twins had an accident and have now been buried. How cruel this is for a widowed mother, and Senior Ping has to do this cruel thing.

When Zhi Liping came to the old house of the Zi family, he remembered the first time he stepped into this house:

As a young boy, he was dressed in a neat children's suit, stepped on shiny little leather shoes, and was held by his mother as he crossed the threshold. He met strange father, mother, eldest brother, and second brother. They were strange but very gentle. There is no sense of exclusion.

Although young, the children who roll around in the theater with their mother are very sensitive to other people's emotions.

Adults will be disturbed by the outside world, but children will not, so children can directly and clearly feel who likes him and who doesn't like him.

In this way, the child who was deprived of the right to name by his biological father has his own new name - equal qualifications, the same surname, the same generation, and the same family tree as his brothers, like a parent and child.

A fatherless, homeless and nameless child wandering with his mother finally became the most favored young master of the bourgeoisie.

I got it, I am lucky.

Today, when the child stepped into this door again, no one held his hand, and no father or elder brother called him, "Our young master is back." There was only a kind mother.

Seeing that Mrs. Zi was still sitting at the table in the room, Senior Ping beckoned him to sit down and poured tea lovingly as he did every time he went home. He was more affectionate and loving than his elder brother and second brother.

Seniority Ping clenched his teeth and opened his eyes wide, but he still couldn't stop the tears from overflowing from his eyes.

He had to walk a few steps, knelt down in front of Mrs. Zi, hugged her legs, and buried his face in his mother's lap.Zhi Liping felt his face sore, his eyes were streaming with tears, and all the self-blame, grievance and annoyance in his heart gushed out.

Nestled on mother's lap, Senior Ping seemed to be still a petty bourgeoisie.

Mrs. Zi didn't know what wronged her young master Xiao Zi had suffered. Unlike the coquettish and sassy ones before, she could feel the real sadness of mediocre seniority.Although seniority is not her own parent-child, but which mother doesn't like such a child, a kind, intelligent, clever, and coquettish child, everyone is willing to spoil him.

Mrs. Zi raised her hand to caress the head of Seniority, which was resting on her knees. The hair on the head was still as soft and smooth as when she was a child, just like his sensitive and soft heart.

Mrs. Zi didn't ask what happened, she kept stroking Senior Ping's head silently, as if he was still a crying child begging for sweets.

A grown-up child will no longer cry for candy, he will lose something more precious than candy, and he will not ask his parents to ask for it. A grown-up child just wants to be a child again with his parents.

Mrs. Zi felt that Zhiping was gradually stopping crying, and was only sobbing softly.

"What's the matter? Why is such an old man crying?" Mrs. Zi still had the same tone of coaxing petty bourgeoisie when she was a child.

Zi Liping was still holding Mrs. Zi's legs tightly with both hands, and only raised his head, looking at Mrs. Zi with red, watery eyes from crying, which softened Mrs. Zi's heart.

Seeing that his mother still treats him like he used to when he was a child, Shi Ping looked at her kindly and warmly.My mother is an exquisite new woman. Although she treats herself very well, she can't take care of some traditional aspects.Mrs. Zi is a traditional mother who would personally sew a warm cotton robe and bring a pair of comfortable cloth shoes for her child.Mrs. Zi will save the size of three children's clothes and shoes every quarter. The size has increased, and she will change the size to make clothes while talking about the children growing too fast.

Qi Liping felt how lucky he was to be able to receive double the love of his mother.

"Mom," Zhiping felt unable to speak, the matter must be told, but the truth was too cruel: "I'm sorry!"

Shi Liping felt that he was cooperating with Gui Yi to deceive the two elder brothers and killed the two elder brothers. Not only did he feel sorry for his brother, but he also felt sorry for the capitalists.The incense of the capitalists is even more cut off in their own hands. The more the capitalists treat themselves like their own children, the more guilty they will be with their mediocre qualifications.

This sorry can no longer be said to them, but all the guilt can only be poured out to his mother, the only mother in the world.

Even if my mother no longer recognizes me.

Zi Liping's two elder brothers unfortunately died, and his mother's body was found. Briefly talk to the old lady Zi.

Finally, when the dusk was sinking in, Zhi Liping walked out of the capitalist family.

The thin Zhiping stood desolately at the door of Zi's house. Although the old lady did not drive him out, Zhiping knew that he might never be able to step back through the door.

Although the old house of the capitalists is located in a remote place, it is surrounded by lush greenery and beautiful scenery, and has not been affected by external wars in the slightest. It is a pure land.

The night falls, but Senior Ping only feels the eerie coldness outside the house, and there is no place for him to act recklessly and roll around in the world.

Zhi Liping walked into the night with the idea of ​​protecting this pure land.