The Dream of Rebirth

It's not that Meng Jiang doesn't understand Shen Cong's teachings.Shen Cong was not referring to Wei Kun. When he first came into contact with Wei Kun, Shen Cong not only did not object, but advised him not to press the other party too hard, which made the other party feel impatient.

At that time, Meng Jiang didn't understand, because in his opinion, Wei Kun could easily do these small things.

But it wasn't until Wei Kun's accident that Meng Jiang realized that what Shen Cong was talking about was not the present, but a prophecy.

However, it was too late to know what was wrong, why Wei Kun is still worried now, and it was only after Wei Kun had an accident that he discovered that his treatment of Wei Kun was not as simple as he thought, many things, Many people are so precious when they are lost.

Sighing, Meng Jiang decided not to think about it.I took some fresh vegetables and fish from the space and left the space.

Take out the fish and vegetables in the refrigerator, throw them into the space, and replace them with the ones you just took out.Meng Jiang began to cook carefully.

When Meng Jiang came out with the food, he couldn't help feeling sour when he saw Meng's father and mother kept looking in the direction of the kitchen door.Forced a smile to greet, "Mom and Dad have dinner."

"Hey!" Meng's father and mother hurriedly got up and gathered around the table.

Now that Meng Jiang has reached the Qi refining stage, he has a more subtle grasp of the smell and heat. The simple dishes are so delicious that even Meng's father nods after eating them.

"Dabao, your skills are getting better and better." Dad Meng sighed. "In the future, if Dad is not by your side, you can rest assured."

Crack——Meng Jiang's chopsticks fell from his hand.

Meng Jiang slowly raised his head and looked in Father Meng's direction, "...Dad, what did you say..."

"I..." Seeing Meng Jiang's reaction, Dad Meng's heart twitched, feeling unspeakably sad, and looked at Mom Meng embarrassedly.

Meng's mother was also sad, "Son, your father and I..."

"Let me tell the story. Yesterday, the Tang family called us and told us where you were, so we guessed badly." Dad Meng looked at Meng Jiang's expression, "Perhaps you already know...we don't know where you are. Not...your biological parents..."

"dad……"

"Son, it's a long story." Dad Meng sighed, "I was a chef in a restaurant, and I witnessed a fight when I got off work in the middle of the night. By accident, someone threw you into my arms. Later, this group of people They all ran away and disappeared, but I didn't know that you were carried out secretly, and I thought you were the child of the person who was hunted down. I couldn't bear it, so I came back with you in my arms."

"What happened later?" He didn't know at all how he came to be with Meng's father and mother. When he came back to Tang's house, he only said that he was taken away by someone, and then moved to Meng's house.

"Later, I kept you with me. At that time, I had a lover, the daughter of the owner of the hotel where I worked. The two of us were already talking about getting married, but I haven't had time to tell her, he I ran over suddenly and saw you." Dad Meng recalled the past, with a trace of melancholy, "I was a little confused at the time, and I didn't catch her in time when I saw her running out. Later... later... she went back At that time, I encountered a car accident... Of course her father refused to give up, but he couldn't sue me, so he had to force me to leave the chef industry. Later, I met your mother..."

"Dad...you never said...it was my fault..."

"What are you talking about, silly boy. Dad has never regretted taking you back. This matter has nothing to do with you. It's all about Dad... Besides, your mother is the best in my heart."

"Dad, then you..."

"Your father wants to tell you that the Tang family is your home, and there are your biological parents there."

"Mom, don't you want me anymore?" Meng Jiang's tears fell on the table in big drops, forming a watermark.

"Son, Mom didn't want you!" Meng's mother couldn't take it anymore, she rushed to hug Meng Jiang, crying bitterly.

"Then why? Why!" Meng Jiang yelled at her parents for the first time.The fact that he has been frustrated recently is too much, so much that he can hardly bear it. "I don't want to go back."

"Son..." Mother Meng wasn't angry, only distressed. "It's not that parents don't want you anymore, and you can have a better life, we can't delay you."

"I don't want that life!"

"Don't be self-willed, those are your real parents, they won't harm you." Mother Meng persuaded as if her heart had been cut by a knife. "And they can give you a better life, a lot better than it is now."

"I said I don't want it, I don't need that kind of life." Meng Jiang didn't know how to convince his parents.

"Dabao. If you don't want to, don't go back." Meng's mother hugged her son and looked at her husband eagerly.

"This...isn't very good..." Dad Meng lit a cigarette sadly, "We will miss our son, and he will miss his son too. Dabao is his own flesh and blood, so there is no reason not to return it to him. In the court, we have no position. And...how can we have the heart when Mrs. Tang cried like that yesterday?"

"That's true." Meng's mother is a soft-hearted person, and her heart softens when she thinks of the sad middle-aged woman who came to the house yesterday crying in front of her.

"Son, go back and give it a try." Father Meng said, "This will always be your home. If you don't feel comfortable living in the Tang family, your parents will always be waiting for you."

"Parents..." Meng Jiang felt unspeakably aggrieved, but he, who was always obedient, couldn't think of any powerful words to persuade his parents.But... "Yesterday? Who came yesterday?"

"It's Mrs. Tang." Meng's mother said, with infinite envy in her words, "It's a rich family after all, with such a good complexion and temperament. Son, if you go, your life will be much more comfortable."

"Mom and Dad, let's discuss this matter in the long term. I really don't want to go to the Tang family."

Meng Jiang bit her lip, "Our life is not bad now, and I know it will get better and better in the future, I don't want to see people's faces."

"Why would someone give you shame?" Meng's mother wondered, "Could it be that you haven't had a good time in the Tang family these two days? If so, even if I'm a commoner, I will absolutely argue with them!"

Mother Meng was furious, and her heart ached when she thought of her son's pale and wronged face when he came back today.

"No... Mom, don't worry." Meng Jiang frowned, he had just fallen asleep for a while, why did he listen to what his mother said, he seemed to have lived in Tang's house for several days? "By the way, Mom, how many days have I stayed at the Tang family?"

"Three days. Why don't you know? By the way, your classmates have been calling you for the past few days. There are people surnamed Ren, some surnamed Gao, and some surnamed Shen... Anyway, there are many." Meng's mother nagging.

"It's okay, Mom, I'll go take a rest." Meng Jiang couldn't figure out what was going on. Could it be that he had been in a coma for several days?

"Okay." Meng's mother watched her son enter the house worriedly, but the heart that had been hanging in her throat since the day Meng Jiang lived in Tang's house finally fell back into her stomach.

Meng Jiang entered the house, locked the door and entered the space.He didn't want to understand what happened just now, and hurried into the space to ask Shen Cong.

He told Shen Cong that he had only been in a coma for a while and then several days had passed.Shen Cong frowned and listened.He was in space and had no sense of time, so he didn't know how many days Meng Jiang had been unconscious outside.

As Shen Cong listened, he suddenly had a thought, and put his hand on Meng Jiang's veins to feel a trace of spiritual energy.

After a long while, he sighed and looked at Meng Jiang. "You really are a godsend."

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Letter No. 8 Short Story Theater: The Son Desires the Father

"Father..." The prince couldn't believe that his biological father would treat him like this.

"What are you shouting for! Could it be that the little asshole behind you is still a daisy?" The king said disdainfully, "I heard that you often find some strong men to sleep with, don't you let them serve your lewd little hole?"

"I...I didn't..." The prince was stunned. How did the king know such a thing?

"Hmph. You bitch who has been fucked in the ass by a man, why don't you show your back for Gu to see!"