Kick the wrong car door and ride the wrong horse

I don't know how many years, Wu Fuqian has never entered his father's bedroom again. The furnishings and decorations here are all unfamiliar to him.

He walked in front and gently pushed open the door. The person inside probably heard the sound and asked while coughing, "Is it Jiajia? The child is awake?"

Wu Fuqian turned slightly to look at Yan Qiaotian, but there was no sound in his mouth.

Yan Qiaotian chuckled, then took his hand into the room, and said softly, "No, it's not Jiajia."

Wu Qiong heard Yan Qiaotian's voice, he wanted to struggle to get up, but perhaps his body was too weak, after several struggles, he finally fell down.

Yan Qiaotian stepped forward to gently support him, and let him lean against the bed curtain, winking at Wu Fuqian.

Wu Fuqian stepped forward and said softly, "Father."

Wu Qiong was panting loudly, his face was reddish, his lips were a little chapped, and his complexion had aged a lot. It seemed that in just one night, the once majestic father had become a lot more decadent.

"You're back." Wu Qiong coughed softly.

Yan Qiaotian walked up to Wu Fuqian, and said with a smile: "We heard that Jiajia gave birth to a boy, so we brought the soul bride back to have a look. I think Lord Wu has no objections?"

"What can I say, it's a rotten tree, hmph, it's not long in the world." Wu Qiong first laughed at himself, then frowned and said, "The spirit mother is back?"

"Yes, right now she is holding Jiajia's child. It seems that she likes that child very much. I think she also liked Fugan and Jiajia very much, right?" Yan Qiao Tian stopped Wu Fuqian from sitting down, then asked with a smile.

"Yes, back then, when she first gave birth to Jiajia, she hugged her all day long and couldn't bear to let go. Sheng..." Wu Qiong paused slightly, looked at Wu Fuqian, and continued, "When Shengfuqian, she I would sing to him at night, and I was really happy at that time."

Wu Qiong's expression became much more relaxed, as if everything had returned to the past, which made him very happy.

Yan Qiaotian patted Wu Fuqian's nervous arm, and said with a smile: "I also remember that when I was a child, my mother liked to sing to me. When I was a teenager, she could still sing at night, but it's a pity that she didn't. After listening for many years, she left."

"The head of the family's mother already?" Wu Qiong asked softly.

"It's been many years, and I've gotten used to being alone. It's the return to work that made me feel the warmth of home and care. From the bottom of my heart, I'm especially grateful to him, because it's him who made me feel the importance of my loved ones again. " After Yan Qiaotian finished speaking, she tightly grasped Wu Fuqian's hand.

Wu Qiong sighed softly, and said: "I know you are already married, and I owe Fugan too much. Although the spirit lady is crazy now and everything has become a puzzle, I believe, believe in her, and believe in Fugan. .”

"Father..." Wu Fuqian choked up, the corners of his eyes were slightly moist, and he wanted to step forward, but his feet seemed to be nailed in place, preventing him from moving even a single step.

"Actually speaking, it's nothing. We are all relatives and family members. What can't be solved? I just want my mother and father to be alive, even if they are crazy or bedridden. At least I can still be filial." Yan Qiaotian said this not only to Wu Qiong, but also to Wu Fuqian.

Wu Fuqian looked at Wu Qiong, smiled helplessly, and said, "The master said everything I wanted to say, and I don't even know what to say."

"Needless to say, it is enough to experience it with your heart." Yan Qiaotian said while holding him tightly.

"Ah."

……

Yan Qiaotian and Wu Fuqian lived in Aotianmen. Yan Qiaotian brought the best doctor in the world to treat Wu Wu. Unfortunately, every doctor said the same thing. Wu Qiong had been suffering from heart disease for too long The spleen and stomach have been injured, even if the gods are alive, there is no way to recover.

On the contrary, the spirit bride became quieter, Jia Jia's son was like a baby, arousing all the motherhood of the soul bride.

On this day, Wu Jiajia's husband's family sent someone to tell her that something happened at home and urged her to go back quickly.

Wu Jiajia packed her bags and was about to go to the front hall to hold her son, but unexpectedly, Yan Qiaotian brought the soul bride to her room.

"I heard you're leaving?" Yan Qiaotian looked at her salute and said straight to the point.

"Yes, I have something to do with my husband's family, I can't delay." Wu Jiajia said with a distressed face.

"How about this, I'll go back with you, as for Zhan'er, how about we stay at Wu's house first?" Yan Qiaotian tentatively asked.

Wu Jiajia looked at the child in Lingniang's arms, and said in embarrassment: "No, this is the blood of the Jiang family, how can I stay in my mother's house?"

"Look, the fate of your mother and child are closely linked, do you have the heart to separate them?" Yan Qiaotian asked looking at the bright face of the soul maid.

"But... no, if I leave the child behind, then..."

"It's okay, I'll go back with you. Although I don't know the Jiang family, it's okay to discuss it." Yan Qiaotian said with a stronger smile.

"but……"

Yan Qiaotian interrupted: "That's it. I'll send you back now, but before I go back, I have to visit your father first. Maybe when you come back next time, I won't be able to see you again."

"I know, I'll go right away." Wu Jiajia said with a serious face.

……

Wu Jiajia's in-law's home is not far from the town of Aotianmen, so Yan Qiaotian came back within two days.

For Wu Fuqian, the most important thing is where should this child go?

As soon as Yan Qiaotian came home, he just sat down, before he took a sip of water, Wu Fuqian couldn't wait to ask: "How is it? What did the Jiang family say?"

"Guess." Yan Qiaotian looked at Wu Fuqian teasingly and asked.

"Say what you want to say, and forget it if you don't." Wu Fuqian turned around and prepared to leave.

"Haha, you would never have imagined that I actually knew the head of the Jiang family, and ten years ago, I accidentally saved his life." Yan Qiaotian drank the full cup of tea in one gulp.

"There is such a coincidence in the world? Then they agreed to keep the child?" Wu Fugan grabbed Yan Qiaotian's arm excitedly and shook it desperately.

Yan Qiaotian smiled even more, and helplessly shook his shoulders and said, "Yes, not only did they agree to keep the child, but they were also willing to adopt it to us. From now on, we have a child."

"This... is this true?" Wu Fuqian stared at Yan Qiaotian with incredulous eyes and asked.

"Of course it's true, why would I lie to you?" Yan Qiaotian said with a smile.

"Great, we have a child, our own child." Wu Fuqian was excited like a child, jumping and jumping happily in the main hall.