Kick the wrong car door and ride the wrong horse

Spring goes to autumn, and in a blink of an eye, the world has changed into a bleak autumn scene. The fallen leaves on the trees, the withered and yellow scenery, and the cool wind blowing in the air from time to time make people sigh: the weather is so cool autumn.

Jiajia’s child is held by the spirit maiden almost every day, and she often hums a song that no one has heard before, but Wu Qiong told Yan Qiaotian that it was the song that the spirit maiden sang when she coaxed Wu Fugan to sleep. After so many years, I have never heard the soul maid sing again.

When the weather is fine, Yan Qiaotian will order someone to take Wu Qiong outside to bask in the sun. At this time, Wu Qiong will tell him about Wu Fuqian's childhood.

Yan Qiaotian sometimes thinks about a question in his heart, does it mean that when a person gets old, he always likes to recall his previous life?

Wu Fuqian didn't come over to talk to Wu Qiong very often, in his opinion, he felt a little weird in his heart, so he spent more time by Ling Niang's side and listened to her singing.

On this day, Wu Qiong felt that his body seemed to be much better than before, so he asked the servant to help him out of the room, and went to the garden to see the soul bride and Jiajia's child.

The spirit bride sat in the gazebo, gently patted the child's buttocks, and hummed softly.

Wu Qiong sat down in a corner of the gazebo to the familiar melody, the scenery in front of him seemed to be more than 20 years ago, Ling Niang was also sitting there hugging Wu Fuqian and humming.

A delighted smile appeared on the corner of Wu Qiong's mouth, leaning against the pillar of the gazebo, feeling the warm breath in the air.

Yan Qiaotian dragged Wu Fuqian to the garden, he was looking for Wu Qiong, but seeing this situation, he suddenly stopped Wu Fuqian and stood where he was, not wanting to disturb the tranquility.

Wu Fuqian and Yan Qiaotian looked at everything in the gazebo side by side. At this moment, the confusion and hatred for his father disappeared without a trace. Wu Fuqian suddenly found the part he had lost. happiness.

"Actually, there is no need for any words between them." Yan Qiaotian said softly.

"Did I do many things wrong?" Wu Fuqian suddenly asked for no reason.

"Don't think about it, everything is in the past. Whoever did nothing wrong when they were young, as long as the present is worthy of our cherishing." Yan Qiaotian comforted.

Wu Fuqian nodded emphatically, then walked quickly towards the pavilion.

As for what happened in the gazebo and what Wu Fuqian said to Wu Qiong, these Yan Qiaotians are no longer known. He only knows that since that day, Wu Qiong has been urging them to see them get married.

The marriage between Yan Qiaotian and Wu Fuqian was held in Jueming Ridge back then. There were neither parents nor matchmaker. From the point of view of etiquette, this is called injustice, so Wu Qiong hoped that before he died, he could kill himself. some thoughts.

Yan Qiaotian thinks about it, this is fine, although he has said time and time again that he wants Wu Fuqian to be the real daughter-in-law of the Yan family, but his status as a son-in-law has not been approved by Wu Qiong in the end, isn't it, since his father-in-law wants to host Marriage, this can be regarded as fulfilling oneself.

On the morning of the wedding, Wu Qiong got up early, washed and dressed, and then came to the main hall.

Wu Fuqian and Yan Qiaotian were dressed in wedding attire and were about to salute Wu Qiong, but they were stopped by him and said, "Where's mother?"

After Wu Fuqian and Yan Qiaotian looked at each other, they couldn't help but smile slightly.

"Go, bring mother here." Wu Fuqian said to his side.

"Yes."

Soon, the spirit bride appeared in the main hall with the child in her arms. She blinked her innocent eyes and held the child tightly in her arms. In her opinion, so many people probably meant danger, right?

Wu Fuqian pulled Lingniang's body, helped her to sit beside Wu Qiong, and then smiled happily at Yan Qiaotian.

Sure enough, after some kneeling and prostration, Wu Qiong was very happy. He took out a red paper bag from his sleeve, and panted slightly: "This is from my father and mother. I hope you can support each other and grow old together."

Wu Fuqian was about to respond, but he saw Wu Qiong's body tilted and fell on Lingniang's body impartially.

The spirit bride didn't seem to find it strange, she just kept repeating: "Fell asleep, fell asleep."

Yan Qiaotian sighed softly, then hugged Wu Fugan's shoulders helplessly, and said, "I think he is satisfied, so don't be sad anymore."

"I know, it's a happy event, isn't it?"

A few days later, Yan Qiaotian and Wu Fugan packed up their things and prepared to reject Mingling.

The spirit maiden was waiting in the hall with the child in her arms, but just as Yan Qiaotian and the others were about to leave, someone suddenly came from the front hall and said that the spirit bride was gone, and so was the child.

Wu Fuqian was so panicked, he rushed to the main hall quickly, and it turned out that the room was empty.

"Don't worry, let's look at home first, if we can't find it, let's go out and look for it, I don't think it will be lost, it's probably just fun, I don't know where I went." Yan Qiaotian followed closely and comforted road.

"Well, I'll go to Xikuayuan, you go to Dongkuayuan, let's hurry up." Wu Fuqian ran out immediately after finishing speaking.

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No soul maiden was found in Aotianmen, so they went out to look for it, and when they turned around, it was already dark outside, but both Yan Qiaotian and Wu Fuqian returned without any problems.

"Where did you say she will go, but I have searched for all the places she might go, but I can't find it." Wu Fuqian sat weakly on the steps of the gate of Aotianmen, and said helplessly.

Yan Qiaotian sat beside him and comforted him, "Yes, I also searched for all the places she might go, but it's just..."

"Tell me, what should we do? Where is she going?" Wu Fuqian grabbed his head vigorously and shook his head helplessly.

Yan Qiaotian didn't answer, he kept thinking about all kinds of possibilities in his mind, the soul maiden didn't have martial arts, and she was carrying a child, there would be a lot of inconvenience, where could she go?

Just when Yan Qiaotian and the others felt helpless, a familiar figure landed steadily in front of their eyes.

Looking up, the person in front of him is actually Wuyou.

Wuyou was wearing plain clothes with small white flowers on the corner, Yan Qiaotian asked with some doubts: "Worriless?"

Wuyou smiled slightly and said, "Are you looking for your adoptive mother?"

Yan Qiaotian and Wu Fuqian got up immediately, and Wu Fuqian even stepped forward and grabbed Wuyou's arm and asked, "Do you know where my mother is?"

"I know, and I let Wuchen accompany her." Wuyou said lightly.

"where is it?"

"It's right in front of the foster father's grave." Wuyou said sadly, "I came here earlier today, because I heard that the foster father passed away, so I came back overnight with Wuchen."

"Mother has always been at father's grave?" Wu Fuqian asked suspiciously.