The original troll made his wife run away

Shen Qu asked: "Is the plane that flew just now Huo Xu's plane?"

Lu Qingbi nodded, and Huo Xu recognized him at a glance when he was on Aeroflot.

Shen Qu had no choice but to say to Chu Yuan: "It has already taken off, contact him when it lands."

The stewardess reminded to turn off the phone, Shen Qu put away the phone, put on the blindfold, and passed the three-hour flight.

……

When Huo Xu was changing planes in Moscow and it was freezing, he received a reply from Chu Xian.

He glanced at it, and there was a trace of tenderness in his eyes, and he replied: "I'm here on a business trip for half a month, and I'll ask you something by the way. Don't believe in rumors."

Then turn it off and put the phone in your pocket, never turn it on again.

Domestic West.

Chu Xian frowned when she saw the news, Shen Qu didn't tell him too clearly, only said that Huo Xu knew everything, and now she was going abroad to settle accounts with his mother, wondering if anything would happen.

Chu Yuan was a little worried that Huo Xu would have conflicts with his mother, so she forgave him for using "barbaric and unreasonable" to describe this foreign lady.

Seeing that Huo Xu said that he was going on a business trip with a relaxed tone, Chu Yuan didn't know whether to believe it or not.

If you don't believe it, there is no way. He doesn't have a visa from that country, and he can't stop the mother and child from meeting.

Chu Xian looked at the drawing board in front of her, and fell into a daze.

It has been recovering for more than a year, and I have never touched the drawing board, so I am a little rusty.

He was lucky, he was sent to the nearest big hospital, and there happened to be a medical expert instructing him. He heard that Chu Xian was a painter, so he performed a fine surgery on him.

At first it was the doctor who said that it should not be used excessively, but later it was because he brought Chu Xiaoyin with him because he was afraid that the smell of the paint would affect his brother's health.

Xu Qian was right, he was willing to escape the life.

His model is gone, and he has to face unknown painting skills.

But every day is brand new, and there are countless new lives and new things, so that every old branch wants to sprout hard and feel the spring.

Seeing Shen Qu and Lu Qingbi made him feel like Wan Muchun in front of the sick tree.

When the snow is heavy, everything is dormant, and when the snow melts, who wants to be an old tree?

Chu Xian looked at the desert snow scene in front of him, picked up the brush, and painted bit by bit.

The snow in the desert is very beautiful. The white snow covers the undulating golden sand dunes, outlining the free lines of yellow and white.

He didn't write for a long time, and he was a little struggling, and he couldn't control his pen force well, and the lines sometimes deviated from expectations.

But the more you get behind the scenes, the easier it is to find the familiarity slowly, but the mood of painting is completely different.

Chu Xian put down the brush in the middle of the painting, and didn't force herself to recover, and came here to continue tomorrow.

Although he already knew the scene after the snow melted, it was spring.

……

Huo Xu stood in front of a fortified castle, and said in the usual tone, "Call for an emergency."

Damn, the assistant trembled three times. Seeing that the boss was not joking, he tremblingly called the private hospital for emergency services.

Huo Xu unbuttoned his suit jacket and draped it over his forearm, and immediately knocked down two bodyguards. The sound of his arm being broken was creepy, and his leather shoes made a dull sound on the wooden floor.

"Ms. Stacey, I don't think you have the right to meddle in my love life."

The blond-haired and brown-eyed Staci raised her eyebrows, knowing why he came.She is also of mixed race. Her mother conceived her in the east, which made her a little curious about this country, so she went there, had Huo Xu, and then returned here without looking back.

She can't stand a husband who follows the rules.

Staci shook the red wine glass: "Should I let you be with a man, and then hand over the family property to the stepmother and her child?"

She took a sip of the red wine and poured a glass for her son: "It shouldn't be." She traveled all the way to China, so there shouldn't be anything left.

Huo Xu smiled instead of anger: "So I advise you to sever ties with me, because I plan to divide the property into two, give half to Huo Li, and half to my lover's younger brother."

"Including my inheritance from you."

This sentence obviously angered Staci, she threw the red wine on Huo Xu's face with a wave of her hand: "Are you sober? Don't you Chinese pay the most attention to filial piety, this is your attitude when you talk to your mother?"

"Mother? You left me in the country since I was seven years old, and never came back." Huo Xu said coldly, "I have already reported to the Immigration Bureau that you have harmed citizens in our country for no reason, and you and you will be banned permanently. The bodyguards entered the country."

Staci sneered, "You were born to me and will always be my son. You cannot change this fact. I will not allow my only son to sever ties with me."

Huo Xu twitched his lips, took out a sharp knife from under the table, and cut his own arm without blinking.

With a knife deep enough to see the bone, blood gushed out immediately, staining the sleeves of the white shirt red.

Staci's lazy posture became vigilant, and she said, "This is your trick to please your little boyfriend?"

"No—" Huo Xu sat opposite her, staring at her quietly: "This is my trick to redeem you."

"Or, revenge on you."

As he spoke, he took Stacie's empty red wine glass and held it with five fingers, letting the blood drip into the wine glass along his fingers.

The bottom of the transparent crystal cup was quickly covered with blood, and climbed up bit by bit.

Staci stared at him with wide eyes, her lips were tightly pressed together, but she didn't want to compromise.

Soon, Huo Xu gracefully moved the full glass of red wine to Staci: "This glass, thank you for your kindness."

Staring at the blood-red liquid, Staci showed a little panic in her eyes.

Huo Xu's lips lost their color, and he asked nonchalantly, "Did he bleed more than this that day?"

"There is a Chinese saying that your body, hair, skin, and skin are your parents. I'm sorry that I can only repay in this way." Huo Xu took another goblet, "Mom, the second cup, I wish you health and longevity."

Stacy grabbed the leather sofa and said hysterically, "Are you sick?"

Huo Xu: "No, but I know that if you hurt Chu Xian or his family again, you will be sent to a nursing home."

"The third cup, mother, what kind of blessing do you want?"

"Get out—! Get out! I'll let you go!" Stacie's eyes were stung by the three glasses of red wine dangling in front of her. She would never taste any red wine again in her life.

Huo Xu was thirsty and weak, and had reached the limit of her body, but she still insisted on finishing the sentence: "If you have any dissatisfaction, you can come to me. Other mothers love their sons more than you do."

He stood up, shaking dizzily, staggered to hold on to the sofa, barely held the wound with his bleeding cold arm, and walked out slowly.

Persisting until the door, Huo Xu's vision went dark.

In the blink of an eye, the assistant supported the boss with bloody hands in horror, and the doctors and nurses rushed up together, carried them into the ambulance, and immediately gave him a blood transfusion.

The assistant opened the left hand of the unconscious boss, only to find that he was holding a mobile phone in his palm, with no signal, staying on the information interface.

It is conceivable that the left hand almost shattered the screen before enduring the severe pain and breaking up with Staci in an orderly manner.

……

The heavy snow crushed the green pine, and when Chu Xian was walking back with the painting and materials, he accidentally broke a bottle of red paint, which was instantly frozen and frozen on the rock surface, like dried blood.

"It's so cold, I want to go back."

……

Zhao Chongrong has a self-built house in his hometown. At first it was a small earthen building left by his parents. Later, Zhao Weiyang made money to overthrow it and rebuild it. An accident happened before it was built.

A few years ago, Zhao Chongrong spent 60 yuan and asked his fellow villagers to help him build an ordinary three-story building.

Duan Kai disliked that the house was not up-to-date, and he didn't understand what Zhao Chongrong's brother had to pay homage to. Every time he went back and forth for the day, he stayed in a luxury hotel.

Zhao Chongrong opened a door: "No one has lived in it, so I asked someone to clean it two days ago."

Shen Qu took a look at the interior decoration and made it clear that it was for boys, so he realized that it was the room that Duan Kai didn't like.

He nodded happily: "You guys go to bed early too."

Then he said to Lu Qingbi: "You can sleep late tomorrow—"

Lu Qingbi sullenly said, "Don't let me see our dad?"

Shen Qu paused: "No."

It took another two hours to get here after getting off the plane, and it was already three o'clock in the morning. Shen Qu's original intention was to let Lu Qingbi sleep a little longer.

Public cemeteries were not popular 18 years ago, so Zhao Weiyang was buried in an open place on the back mountain. Weeds grew wildly around the area every year, and it had to be cleared for a period of time.

Rao is a young lady like Duan Yue, and she has to work twice a year by herself.

At nine o'clock the next day, Shen Qu followed Zhao Chongrong up the mountain, and Zhao Chongrong told the story of the mountain bit by bit.

On which hillside did his ancestors plant peach trees, and in which ditch did he and his elder brother dig loaches...

Shen Qu listened carefully, and found it very interesting. If he had known Zhao Chongrong earlier, he would have taken him all over the hillside, and waited for Shen Qu's white elbows to be bitten by mosquitoes before going back to take part. Yue took a painful reproach.

Standing in front of a small tomb, Shen Qu looked at the old photo, and his eyes suddenly became wet: "Dad..."

Duan Yue and Zhao Chongrong showed him all the photos of Zhao Weiyang, there were only a dozen of them in total, and the people in the photos were always smiling, as if they had a younger brother who fell in love with a rich girl with a very different family background. Not difficult, he will prove himself eventually.

Zhao Chongrong immersed himself in cleaning up the stubborn grass roots in the open space in front of the grave. A well-known chief designer did not dare to look at his brother's tombstone, and his heart was full of guilt.

Zhao Weiyang looks like a cheerful and straight man, very careful in his work.The most important decision Zhao Chongrong made after his brother's death turned out to be a complete mistake.

He originally wanted to tell Duan Kai the truth when he matured, and then rebuild Zhao Weiyang's tombstone.

He often thinks, 18 years ago, the stone bricks of the tomb were cracked, why is Duan Kai immature?

Fortunately no, he didn't let Duan Kai call his father in front of the grave.

Zhao Weiyang must be angry and disappointed, right?

Duan Yue squatted halfway, and patted Zhao Chongrong's shoulder: "Your brother will not blame you. Thank you for giving me all your trust. Your brother will only be proud of you."

Whenever Zhao Chongrong loses any trust in Duan Yue, he will submit a priori DNA before obtaining the certificate.But Zhao Chongrong didn't because he believed in Zhao Weiyang's girlfriend.

Duan Yue looked at a small tombstone, all the mistakes were on her side, so would Zhao Weiyang blame her?Probably not, I am afraid that this person will only be distressed and say that he died too early, so that you separated your mother and child, and let your younger brother suffer in vain.

Lu Qingbi gently wiped away the tears from Shen Qu's face, "Don't cry, it's more like our dad when you smile, come on, smile, let dad see how much his son looks like him."

Shen Qu glanced at Lu Qingbi who said "our dad, my dad", and be careful that my dad will hit you in his dreams tonight.

Lu Qingbi was fearless: "Why don't we burn two sets of your papers for Dad, and face excellence directly."

Shen Qu choked up for a moment: "Then wait until I pass the [-] exam before burning."

Lu Qingbi discussed: "Is it okay to burn 720, keep pace with me, I'm afraid I won't be able to pass the exam so high."

Shen Qu was speechless: "Don't forget you have to take the exam 730."

Lu Qingbi pondered for a while: "Then I'll just listen to my wife."

Shen Qu pinched his waist: "Be serious."

One, two, three, so many elders.

It may be more than that, the grandparents are all on this mountain, watching...

Lu Qingbi covered her waist: "What are you afraid of? I'm not a bad guy who came to kidnap cabbage. I, Lu Wanbi, will return to Zhao."

Shen Qu was ashamed to listen: "You will be perfect for the rest of your life."

Lu Qingbi pretended to be stupid, "I'll get some paper money for our dad, his son-in-law is very rich."

The market value in the novel is inflated like Tiandi Bank.

Duan Yue and Lu Qingbi walked a little further together, leaving room for Shen Qu and Zhao Chongrong, who had never been alone before.

Zhao Chongrong looked at his brother's photo: "I'm sorry."

This sentence was also said to Shen Qu.

Because he didn't take care of his nephew, Duan Kai hurt Shen Qu.

Shen Qu: "Result-oriented, the four of us are standing here right now, so you don't have to worry too much about it. Dad's greatest expectation for you is that you can become an excellent bridge designer. You have already done it, and you can stand up for it." Stand here with a straight spine."

How many temptations and supercilious glances Zhao Chongrong suffered along the way, was able to study hard and have today's career.Zhao Weiyang must hope that his younger brother will be successful, and he does not agree with him giving up his own happiness for his nephew.

Zhao Chongrong looked at Shen Qu, and suddenly remembered that 20 years ago, he was afraid of dragging his brother down and didn't want to go to the big city with him.At that time, Zhao Weiyang was only a little older than Shen Qu now, he dragged a chair and had a long talk with his younger brother, the tone and content were somewhat consistent.

Shen Qu also looked at Zhao Chongrong: "Lu Qingbi once asked me insinuatingly, if I were to write "My Father", how would I write it?"

Shen Channel: "I can write

My father is a deep and wide sea, and the surging ocean carries all things, while I am a small canal, flowing slowly through the mountains, nourishing the fields on both sides. "

Zhao Chongrong stared blankly, and turned to look at Shen Qu.

The word "Chongrong" is the abbreviation of "浺瀜", which means deep and wide.Shen Qu said that "father is the deep and wide sea", does it mean that he accepts his 18 years of wrong efforts?

Shen Qu looked back with clear eyes.

His father is Zhao Weiyang, an iron bone buried in the green mountains and green waters, Zhao Chongrong, a great engineer of China's infrastructure, and he will become a teacher of the people, turning the rain into spring and protecting the seedlings.

Shen Channel: "On my way to middle school, I would walk across a Dingfeng bridge every day. The designer's name was engraved on it. His name is Zhao Chongrong."

"Thank you for building the bridge for me."

Zhao Chongrong hugged Shen Qu in disbelief, closed his eyes, and suppressed the bitterness and emotion in his eyes.

He remembered this sentence, it was his birthday wish to Duan Kai.

Bridge is not only his lifelong career, but also what Zhao Weiyang expects from him.

He earnestly said that he hoped that Duan Kai would understand one day, "Son, I am also building a bridge for you."

In the dark, there is God's will. On Shen Qu's birthday, he saw it and understood it.

Zhao Chongrong didn't know what to say, he thought for a while, and asked Shen Qu: "Do you like models?"

Shen Qu bent his eyes: "I like it very much."

Zhao Chongrong: "I'll make eighteen new ones for you..."

Shen Qu was surprised: "Will this delay work too much?"

Zhao Chongrong: "No."

While talking, Lu Qingbi came over with a stack of paper money.

Shen Qu put incense on Zhao Weiyang, and together they scattered paper money around the grave, making sure that the sparks of the incense candles were annihilated before going down the mountain and leaving. After the college entrance examination, they would plan the repairs.

Lu Qingbi secretly gave Shen Qu a thumbs up: "As expected of Professor Shen."

His wife is so good at comforting people, Zhao Chongrong's mood is completely different.

Lu Qingbi embraced Shen Qu: "I want to be coaxed too."

Shen Qu: "What's wrong with you?"

Lu Qingbi stretched out her little finger: "I was cut by the reed grass."

Shen Qu looked down, and the scar was so shallow that it almost disappeared.

He straightened his face and blew: "Okay."

Lu Qingbi withdrew her finger in satisfaction, it's so sweet.

Stayed here at night, heard that the son of the Zhao family had been replaced, and the villagers came to watch round after round.

He sighed again and again: "This looks like my own son!"

"I just said how could it be Ah Hai's son before, Ah Hai's family is polite and cultured!"

"This baby looks so good! The ancestral grave is smoking."

……

Shen Qu is not afraid of being looked at by others, he is used to hundreds of gazes in class, Lu Qingbi's face is even thicker, if a fellow countryman compliments, he will answer next to him.

Fellow villager: "I heard that studying is as good as 浺瀜."

Lu Qingbi: "That's right, our principal's sweetheart."

Fellow villager: "In the future, matchmaking will break through the threshold."

Lu Qingbi: "Yes, I'm so worried."

Shen Qu tugged at Lu Qingbi's wrist, as long as it suits you.

However, they couldn't resist the enthusiasm of the folks. The two brothers of the Zhao family were well-known far and wide, and Shen Qu, who was born in blue, was like seeing the number one scholar returning home in ancient times.

While looking at it, you still have to praise Shen Qu and Lu Qingbi for their generosity, the former fake young master would roll his eyes at you just by looking at it.

Lu Qingbi chatted enthusiastically for two hours, and Shen Qu felt that he was short of his three-year professor experience.

Before going to bed, the beautiful Lu Qingbi blocked the door pitifully: "Sleep with me."

Shen Qu: "Didn't you have a good time last night?"

"That's different." Lu Qingbi reflected on his face, "I'm too presumptuous today, I'm afraid that your father will beat me in my dream tonight, and you won't sleep next to me to plead for mercy, I'm not sure."

Shen Qu looked at his hands: "You are more presumptuous now."

The author has something to say: (cherish life, do not imitate)