When the boss wears the best [Quick Transmigration]
Chapter 15 The Widower
Ding Yuan once envied Sheng Ping'an.
But now he is not envious anymore, because the favor that belongs to Sheng Ping'an also belongs to him at this moment.
The full moon outside the window was mostly covered by dark clouds, and the quiet branches swayed in the night wind.
Listening to the whirring sound of the wind blowing the doors and windows, Ding Yuan fell asleep and fell asleep with a crooked smile on his lips.
In his sleep, he returned to the afternoon when he was beaten by his brother for the first time—the skinny and dark boy held up a bamboo stick and beat his thin body on the ground again and again.
"It's all your fault. If it weren't for you, my parents wouldn't have died, and Sheng Laifu wouldn't have taken the lead in scolding me for being a bastard that no one wants. Obviously you are the bastard that my parents don't want. If it wasn't for the kindness of my parents Take you in, you died long ago in the wilderness."
"Brother, I hurt."
The 11-year-old Ding Yuan already understood what a 'wild species' is. He didn't dare to resist. He just hugged his head, curled up his small body, and whimpered, "Don't hit me bro, it hurts so much."
"It's right to be in pain." Ding Ran let out a hearty laugh while waving the bamboo stick in his hand, his face was almost ferocious, his sunken eyes were filled with endless distortion and madness, and he kept spitting out vicious words: "You Wild species, catastrophe, why wasn't it eaten by wild beasts?"
"If it wasn't for you, my parents wouldn't have died. You bastard, you bastard, why didn't you die? Why did you kill my parents?"
"I'm not, I'm not..."
"Do you still dare to talk back?" Ding Ran blushed, stomped on his head, and rubbed it hard on the ground a few times: "Do you dare to talk back, you bastard?"
Ding Yuan wanted to say no more.
But he couldn't open his mouth, he couldn't even catch his breath.
The smell of mud rushed into his nostrils, making him burst into tears, and he didn't understand why his brother who was fine when he went out became so scary.
He struggled instinctively, but he couldn't break free. Just when he felt that he was about to die, a clear voice suddenly sounded——
"stop!"
That voice is so familiar.
Familiar with him wanting to cry.
He also actually cried.
He was hugged into a warm embrace, and his broad chest was filled with a sense of security.
He put his arms around the neck of the man with a blurred face, and cried loudly: "Dad, where have you been? Xiao Yuan is so scared, so afraid that I will never see you again, Dad..."
"Hey, Xiao Yuan is not afraid." The gentle voice reached his ears clearly: "Father is here, and Daddy will always protect you. Xiao Yuan is not afraid, not afraid..."
Qiu Yun hugged the sobbing man, and gently comforted the back of the man in his arms with his palm: "Father will always protect you."
The twitching body of the person in his arms gradually calmed down under his comforting, and the sobbing gradually weakened, until the sound of breathing subsided, and he let out a light breath.
Just halfway through his sleep, Ding Yuan who was lying on the couch suddenly whimpered, startling him who had always been a light sleeper.
From Ding Yuan's shattered dreams, he came to a truth - Ding Da was beating him.
Sheng Yuan didn't know much about Ding Da beating Ding Yuan.
When Ding Da was taken in by the patriarch, Sheng Yuan had already moved to Jingshui Town.
Later, Sheng's mother passed away, and when he returned to the village, Ding Da was already working as a waiter in a restaurant, but every month when he came home, there would be sounds of beating and cursing from the next door.
But this kind of beating and scolding is very common in the village.
What's more, Ding Da has a sweet tongue, a natural smile, and a three-point smile when he sees people, while Ding Yuan is taciturn and looks gloomy.Comparing the two, who would believe that Ding Da abused Ding Yuan?
Qiuyun thought of when he first came, he invited Ding Yuan and Zhao Changan to eat wontons.
During the chat, Zhao Changan mentioned that Ding Yuan hadn't slept all night. At that time, Ding Yuan's excuse was that he didn't sleep well.Thinking about it now, it should be said that he was afraid of losing his composure because of the shadow of being beaten by Ding Da.
Thinking of Ding Da and the killer in the wine cellar, Qiu Yun's eyes turned cold.
Before, I thought about prying out the identity of Ding Yuan's biological parents from the killer, and then telling Ding Yuan the truth. Now that I think about it, I didn't ask about it for many years, but suddenly recognized a fake...
Qiu Yun didn't think deeply about it before, but now that he got to the bottom of it, he had to doubt the intentions of Ding Yuan's biological parents.
Mortals value blood inheritance.
Ding Yuan has been lost for many years, and the other party may not care about it. Now he wants to get it back, unless the blood lineage is broken!
Or maybe Ding Yuan has a use value that he doesn't know.
Compared with the latter, Qiuyun believed in his intuition more, which told him it was the former.
got windy.
The window was blown open a gap, poured in from the gap, the blowing caused the bed curtain to swing slightly, and the candle flame flickered.
Qiu Yun let go of Ding Yuan, got off the bed carefully, walked to the window sill, looked at the dark clouds in the sky, and his thoughts flew to the drought, and he didn't know whether the heavy rain had watered the land of Yunzhou.
Close the window, keep a candle, go back to the bed, embrace the restless Ding Yuan, and slowly close your eyes.
There was warmth here, and there was a rush of knocking on the door of Wangji Restaurant.
Zhao Changan, who was about to go back to the house to rest after finishing the cooking, had his eyelids twitch with the sound of "boom bang bang" on the door. Tonight, Ding Er was drunk and was taken away by Master Sheng ahead of time. All the work fell on him alone. .
I don't know how this brother fell into Master Sheng's eyes.
Don't talk about Ding Er, just talk about Ding Da, Master Sheng will reward Ding Da with a few copper coins every time he comes, these two brothers are really lucky!
The knock on the door became more and more urgent.
Zhao Changan spat, cursed inwardly as a dead drunkard, who disturbed people's sleep in the middle of the night, and gave birth to a son without Zou Ju's stuff.Although he was reluctant in every possible way, he had no choice but to hold on to the sleepiness and carry the lantern to open the door, otherwise the shopkeeper would definitely deduct his monthly payment if he knew about it.
- Squeak!
As soon as the door opened a crack, it was pushed open vigorously from the outside.
Immediately afterwards, a figure rushed in, and he staggered so unpreparedly that he bumped into it, and the lantern in his hand fell to the ground.
He widened his eyes and was about to curse, but just as he opened his mouth, his wrists were suddenly grasped by a pair of cold hands——
"Xiao Yuan, where is Xiao Yuan?"
The cold touch and the slight smell of blood made Zhao Changan tremble all over.
He turned his head slowly, and saw a blood-stained woman with disheveled hair staring straight at him with scarlet eyes.
The blood on his face faded instantly, two tremors, and a fishy smell wafted in the air in an instant.
"Xiao Yuan, I'm looking for Xiao Yuan, tell me where Xiao Yuan is!"
"I..." Zhao Changan mistook the woman in front of him for a female ghost, and his teeth chattered with fright: "Female, female female ghost, I, the little one don't know, I don't know Xiao Yuan..."
"Impossible, isn't Xiao Yuan working in your restaurant? Are you lying to me? Tell me quickly, Xiao Yuan, Xiao Yuan! I'm my sister-in-law, where are you, Xiao Yuan..."
Song Sanniang let go of Zhao Changan and ran into the lobby, but couldn't find anyone, and ran towards the back kitchen shouting again.
Zhao Changan's legs went limp, and he sat down on the ground.
Bursts of coolness seeped into his body from the floor, his blank mind slowly recovered amid the exclamation of the 'female ghost', and when he realized something, he put his hands on the ground and wanted to crawl out.
As soon as he climbed to the door, footsteps sounded behind him.
"Tell me where Xiao Yuan is?"
"Xiao, Xiaoyuan..." He paused suddenly, staring fixedly at the shadow on the ground, and suddenly reacted, a sense of shame and anger rushed straight to his forehead, he got up, and raised his fist He waved at the woman pretending to be a ghost: "Straight mother, dare to scare you. Grandpa, look at you. Grandpa will not kill you."
Song Sanniang is a weak woman, how can she compare to the strong Zhao Changan.
She was knocked to the ground by Zhao Changan's punch, and she passed out without even groaning.
Zhao Changan was taken aback, thinking that he would not be punched to death by himself, would he?
He raised his leg and kicked, "Hey, you were the one who pretended to be a ghost to scare me first, don't pretend to be dead again."
The people on the ground did not move.
He panicked, picked up the lantern on the ground, swallowed his saliva, and cautiously approached the woman lying on the ground. The dim candlelight reflected the pale face of the woman. His anger was vented in his heart, and he raised his fist in disbelief. Muttered: "I, I, I killed someone? I, I..."
He suddenly dropped the lantern, let out a scream, and ran out of the wine shop.
.
At dawn, Qiu Yun woke up from a light sleep.
The man in his arms was breathing steadily, so steady that when he noticed the abnormality on his thighs, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips. He was really young and full of vigor.If Ding Yuan hadn't said that he had no plans to marry a wife for the time being, he, as a adoptive father, should have found a marriage for his adoptive son.
But young people are thin-skinned.
He'd better get up first, to save the other party from waking up embarrassingly.
Just as he let go of his hand and was about to get up, his waist suddenly tightened, his strong arms wrapped around his waist tightly, and his head rubbed against his arms affectionately: "Father, isn't it dawn?"
There was a bit of sleepiness in the thick nasal voice.
Qiu Yun patted him on the back helplessly: "Go to sleep, it's still early." As soon as he finished speaking, the rain poured down.
The raindrops hit the roof of the house, making a crackling sound.
The candles were still burning in the room, Ding Yuan woke up from his bleary sleepiness, strands of cool body temperature passed from his skin, in such a season, he was so comfortable that he let out a small sound.He slightly opened his sleepy eyes, his misty eyes fell on the white, fair and clean chest in front of him, he was stunned, this is...
Realizing something, a wave of hot air spread from his body, causing his body temperature to rise sharply, especially the abnormality on his body, which made his cheeks flush with embarrassment.
He hurriedly withdrew his hand, rolled to the innermost side, shrunk his body, and stammered: "Xian, Uncle Yuan, why did I, I, I run to you, you...you?"
Qiu Yun guessed it would be like this.
A chuckle escaped his throat: "Did you forget that you recognized me as foster father last night?"
"Father, righteous father?" The memory before he was drunk gradually recovered, and he even recalled the nightmare of last night.
Ever since his elder brother passed away unexpectedly, he has often fallen into nightmares, but unlike the previous despair, this time when he was hopeless, Uncle Xian descended from the sky, just as he longed for someone to save him when he was young, he held him in his arms and said Protect him forever.
"Ok?"
"Yi..." He looked into Uncle Xian's smiling eyes, obviously in his dream he called him father countless times, but when he faced Uncle Xian for real, he felt very ashamed.Holding back his embarrassment, he squeezed his fist, looked directly at Uncle Yuan, and whispered, "Yi, Yifu."
The author has something to say: In order to continue the plot, after thinking about it, I changed the last paragraph.
Thanks baby mine:
ghost x1
Thanks for the nutrient solution, babies:
Feixiang's Cat (Wannian Attack Party) x2 Nanyin x2 Fantacyx10
But now he is not envious anymore, because the favor that belongs to Sheng Ping'an also belongs to him at this moment.
The full moon outside the window was mostly covered by dark clouds, and the quiet branches swayed in the night wind.
Listening to the whirring sound of the wind blowing the doors and windows, Ding Yuan fell asleep and fell asleep with a crooked smile on his lips.
In his sleep, he returned to the afternoon when he was beaten by his brother for the first time—the skinny and dark boy held up a bamboo stick and beat his thin body on the ground again and again.
"It's all your fault. If it weren't for you, my parents wouldn't have died, and Sheng Laifu wouldn't have taken the lead in scolding me for being a bastard that no one wants. Obviously you are the bastard that my parents don't want. If it wasn't for the kindness of my parents Take you in, you died long ago in the wilderness."
"Brother, I hurt."
The 11-year-old Ding Yuan already understood what a 'wild species' is. He didn't dare to resist. He just hugged his head, curled up his small body, and whimpered, "Don't hit me bro, it hurts so much."
"It's right to be in pain." Ding Ran let out a hearty laugh while waving the bamboo stick in his hand, his face was almost ferocious, his sunken eyes were filled with endless distortion and madness, and he kept spitting out vicious words: "You Wild species, catastrophe, why wasn't it eaten by wild beasts?"
"If it wasn't for you, my parents wouldn't have died. You bastard, you bastard, why didn't you die? Why did you kill my parents?"
"I'm not, I'm not..."
"Do you still dare to talk back?" Ding Ran blushed, stomped on his head, and rubbed it hard on the ground a few times: "Do you dare to talk back, you bastard?"
Ding Yuan wanted to say no more.
But he couldn't open his mouth, he couldn't even catch his breath.
The smell of mud rushed into his nostrils, making him burst into tears, and he didn't understand why his brother who was fine when he went out became so scary.
He struggled instinctively, but he couldn't break free. Just when he felt that he was about to die, a clear voice suddenly sounded——
"stop!"
That voice is so familiar.
Familiar with him wanting to cry.
He also actually cried.
He was hugged into a warm embrace, and his broad chest was filled with a sense of security.
He put his arms around the neck of the man with a blurred face, and cried loudly: "Dad, where have you been? Xiao Yuan is so scared, so afraid that I will never see you again, Dad..."
"Hey, Xiao Yuan is not afraid." The gentle voice reached his ears clearly: "Father is here, and Daddy will always protect you. Xiao Yuan is not afraid, not afraid..."
Qiu Yun hugged the sobbing man, and gently comforted the back of the man in his arms with his palm: "Father will always protect you."
The twitching body of the person in his arms gradually calmed down under his comforting, and the sobbing gradually weakened, until the sound of breathing subsided, and he let out a light breath.
Just halfway through his sleep, Ding Yuan who was lying on the couch suddenly whimpered, startling him who had always been a light sleeper.
From Ding Yuan's shattered dreams, he came to a truth - Ding Da was beating him.
Sheng Yuan didn't know much about Ding Da beating Ding Yuan.
When Ding Da was taken in by the patriarch, Sheng Yuan had already moved to Jingshui Town.
Later, Sheng's mother passed away, and when he returned to the village, Ding Da was already working as a waiter in a restaurant, but every month when he came home, there would be sounds of beating and cursing from the next door.
But this kind of beating and scolding is very common in the village.
What's more, Ding Da has a sweet tongue, a natural smile, and a three-point smile when he sees people, while Ding Yuan is taciturn and looks gloomy.Comparing the two, who would believe that Ding Da abused Ding Yuan?
Qiuyun thought of when he first came, he invited Ding Yuan and Zhao Changan to eat wontons.
During the chat, Zhao Changan mentioned that Ding Yuan hadn't slept all night. At that time, Ding Yuan's excuse was that he didn't sleep well.Thinking about it now, it should be said that he was afraid of losing his composure because of the shadow of being beaten by Ding Da.
Thinking of Ding Da and the killer in the wine cellar, Qiu Yun's eyes turned cold.
Before, I thought about prying out the identity of Ding Yuan's biological parents from the killer, and then telling Ding Yuan the truth. Now that I think about it, I didn't ask about it for many years, but suddenly recognized a fake...
Qiu Yun didn't think deeply about it before, but now that he got to the bottom of it, he had to doubt the intentions of Ding Yuan's biological parents.
Mortals value blood inheritance.
Ding Yuan has been lost for many years, and the other party may not care about it. Now he wants to get it back, unless the blood lineage is broken!
Or maybe Ding Yuan has a use value that he doesn't know.
Compared with the latter, Qiuyun believed in his intuition more, which told him it was the former.
got windy.
The window was blown open a gap, poured in from the gap, the blowing caused the bed curtain to swing slightly, and the candle flame flickered.
Qiu Yun let go of Ding Yuan, got off the bed carefully, walked to the window sill, looked at the dark clouds in the sky, and his thoughts flew to the drought, and he didn't know whether the heavy rain had watered the land of Yunzhou.
Close the window, keep a candle, go back to the bed, embrace the restless Ding Yuan, and slowly close your eyes.
There was warmth here, and there was a rush of knocking on the door of Wangji Restaurant.
Zhao Changan, who was about to go back to the house to rest after finishing the cooking, had his eyelids twitch with the sound of "boom bang bang" on the door. Tonight, Ding Er was drunk and was taken away by Master Sheng ahead of time. All the work fell on him alone. .
I don't know how this brother fell into Master Sheng's eyes.
Don't talk about Ding Er, just talk about Ding Da, Master Sheng will reward Ding Da with a few copper coins every time he comes, these two brothers are really lucky!
The knock on the door became more and more urgent.
Zhao Changan spat, cursed inwardly as a dead drunkard, who disturbed people's sleep in the middle of the night, and gave birth to a son without Zou Ju's stuff.Although he was reluctant in every possible way, he had no choice but to hold on to the sleepiness and carry the lantern to open the door, otherwise the shopkeeper would definitely deduct his monthly payment if he knew about it.
- Squeak!
As soon as the door opened a crack, it was pushed open vigorously from the outside.
Immediately afterwards, a figure rushed in, and he staggered so unpreparedly that he bumped into it, and the lantern in his hand fell to the ground.
He widened his eyes and was about to curse, but just as he opened his mouth, his wrists were suddenly grasped by a pair of cold hands——
"Xiao Yuan, where is Xiao Yuan?"
The cold touch and the slight smell of blood made Zhao Changan tremble all over.
He turned his head slowly, and saw a blood-stained woman with disheveled hair staring straight at him with scarlet eyes.
The blood on his face faded instantly, two tremors, and a fishy smell wafted in the air in an instant.
"Xiao Yuan, I'm looking for Xiao Yuan, tell me where Xiao Yuan is!"
"I..." Zhao Changan mistook the woman in front of him for a female ghost, and his teeth chattered with fright: "Female, female female ghost, I, the little one don't know, I don't know Xiao Yuan..."
"Impossible, isn't Xiao Yuan working in your restaurant? Are you lying to me? Tell me quickly, Xiao Yuan, Xiao Yuan! I'm my sister-in-law, where are you, Xiao Yuan..."
Song Sanniang let go of Zhao Changan and ran into the lobby, but couldn't find anyone, and ran towards the back kitchen shouting again.
Zhao Changan's legs went limp, and he sat down on the ground.
Bursts of coolness seeped into his body from the floor, his blank mind slowly recovered amid the exclamation of the 'female ghost', and when he realized something, he put his hands on the ground and wanted to crawl out.
As soon as he climbed to the door, footsteps sounded behind him.
"Tell me where Xiao Yuan is?"
"Xiao, Xiaoyuan..." He paused suddenly, staring fixedly at the shadow on the ground, and suddenly reacted, a sense of shame and anger rushed straight to his forehead, he got up, and raised his fist He waved at the woman pretending to be a ghost: "Straight mother, dare to scare you. Grandpa, look at you. Grandpa will not kill you."
Song Sanniang is a weak woman, how can she compare to the strong Zhao Changan.
She was knocked to the ground by Zhao Changan's punch, and she passed out without even groaning.
Zhao Changan was taken aback, thinking that he would not be punched to death by himself, would he?
He raised his leg and kicked, "Hey, you were the one who pretended to be a ghost to scare me first, don't pretend to be dead again."
The people on the ground did not move.
He panicked, picked up the lantern on the ground, swallowed his saliva, and cautiously approached the woman lying on the ground. The dim candlelight reflected the pale face of the woman. His anger was vented in his heart, and he raised his fist in disbelief. Muttered: "I, I, I killed someone? I, I..."
He suddenly dropped the lantern, let out a scream, and ran out of the wine shop.
.
At dawn, Qiu Yun woke up from a light sleep.
The man in his arms was breathing steadily, so steady that when he noticed the abnormality on his thighs, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips. He was really young and full of vigor.If Ding Yuan hadn't said that he had no plans to marry a wife for the time being, he, as a adoptive father, should have found a marriage for his adoptive son.
But young people are thin-skinned.
He'd better get up first, to save the other party from waking up embarrassingly.
Just as he let go of his hand and was about to get up, his waist suddenly tightened, his strong arms wrapped around his waist tightly, and his head rubbed against his arms affectionately: "Father, isn't it dawn?"
There was a bit of sleepiness in the thick nasal voice.
Qiu Yun patted him on the back helplessly: "Go to sleep, it's still early." As soon as he finished speaking, the rain poured down.
The raindrops hit the roof of the house, making a crackling sound.
The candles were still burning in the room, Ding Yuan woke up from his bleary sleepiness, strands of cool body temperature passed from his skin, in such a season, he was so comfortable that he let out a small sound.He slightly opened his sleepy eyes, his misty eyes fell on the white, fair and clean chest in front of him, he was stunned, this is...
Realizing something, a wave of hot air spread from his body, causing his body temperature to rise sharply, especially the abnormality on his body, which made his cheeks flush with embarrassment.
He hurriedly withdrew his hand, rolled to the innermost side, shrunk his body, and stammered: "Xian, Uncle Yuan, why did I, I, I run to you, you...you?"
Qiu Yun guessed it would be like this.
A chuckle escaped his throat: "Did you forget that you recognized me as foster father last night?"
"Father, righteous father?" The memory before he was drunk gradually recovered, and he even recalled the nightmare of last night.
Ever since his elder brother passed away unexpectedly, he has often fallen into nightmares, but unlike the previous despair, this time when he was hopeless, Uncle Xian descended from the sky, just as he longed for someone to save him when he was young, he held him in his arms and said Protect him forever.
"Ok?"
"Yi..." He looked into Uncle Xian's smiling eyes, obviously in his dream he called him father countless times, but when he faced Uncle Xian for real, he felt very ashamed.Holding back his embarrassment, he squeezed his fist, looked directly at Uncle Yuan, and whispered, "Yi, Yifu."
The author has something to say: In order to continue the plot, after thinking about it, I changed the last paragraph.
Thanks baby mine:
ghost x1
Thanks for the nutrient solution, babies:
Feixiang's Cat (Wannian Attack Party) x2 Nanyin x2 Fantacyx10
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