[Ultraman] Breeder

Chen Shiqian's mother was buried in Wushui Town.She was born here, and naturally her soul will return to her hometown after death.

Early on Saturday morning, Sang Jiu was pulled up from the warm bed by a phone call from Chen Shiqian. She was still in a daze when she arrived at Lushan Cemetery during the two-hour drive.

The cemetery was chilly in the early morning, and the mountain road was steep and difficult to walk. Chen Shiqian dragged her up slowly.

"Professor Chen, do I count as meeting my parents?"

Sang Jiu was panting slightly, her eyes were a little hard to open, and around her neck was the men's scarf that Chen Shiqian hurriedly tied for her in the morning.Because she woke up early without makeup, the sun shone on her face, clearly reflecting the soft down, the whole face was huddled in the scarf, it was unreasonably delicate and soft.

"Are you tired, do you want to take a rest?" Chen Shiqian asked her warmly.

Sang Jiu shook his head, "I'm not tired." Then followed up on the question just now, "You haven't answered me yet?"

Chen Shiqian laughed, "Why not? This time, the real ugly daughter-in-law met her in-laws."

Girls are always very sensitive to the word "ugly", and now Sang Jiu was no longer sleepy, and slapped him on the arm, "You are ugly! Your whole family is ugly!"

A certain person was obsessed with the words in her words, "You are my daughter-in-law, so you also become my family?"

"Chen Shiqian!"

"You, lord, yes!"

The clear sound echoed in the silent cemetery, which startled the birds in the mountains to fly around.

......

Song Lan's tombstone is in the corner, very remote.It should be the reason why few people came to worship, and there was a thick layer of dust on it.The inscription is also very concise, except for the name of the owner of the tomb, the time of birth and death, and the person who erected the monument, there is no life story.

The people in the black and white photos have smiling eyes and a gentle and dignified appearance.Most of Chen Shiqian's appearance was inherited from his mother, with the same pair of tender eyes, but his was more indifferent.

He knelt down and took out a kerchief from his pocket, lowered his head and wiped off the dust little by little, very carefully.After wiping, put the white chrysanthemum prepared early in the morning in front of the monument.

"My mother used to be Chen Yi's piano teacher. She had just graduated from college the year she went to Chen's house. Because she was not much different in age, Chen Yi was very satisfied and liked her, and often took her to various banquets. Until Chen Yi Yi's coming-of-age ceremony, my father met her for the first time. At that time, the head of the Chen family, who had lost his wife for many years, fell in love with the young tutor at home, and insisted on marrying her home despite everyone's opposition. I dare not guess. Who was the first to be tempted. Anyway, my mother married my father when she was 23 and gave birth to me when she was 24."

Sang Jiu quietly listened to his story about the past, and the long-standing doubts in his heart were solved little by little.

"However, not all Cinderellas can wear the right crystal shoes. My mother was squeezed out everywhere after she married into the Chen family. After all, none of the children could bear their father's wife and their own peers, and when did Chen Yi fall in love with her?" My mother's. Later, the people on the board of directors used this to suppress my father. For this reason, my mother was sent back to Wushui Town. In a backward town, a female college student who was pregnant with Liujia and returned home alone was naturally pointed out and scolded. My grandfather's family hurriedly sent their daughter out of the town out of shame, and ordered her never to come back."

He suddenly sneered, with mockery in his eyes.

"My mother rented a cottage outside the town, and my father never showed up until I was born. When I was left, my mother took me to work and often came home very late, and I I spent my whole childhood in that rented house. My mother and I were taken back to the Chen family when I was seven years old."

Sang Jiu basically already knew what happened next.In an accident, both Song Lan and Rong Jia drowned in the sea, while Chen Shiqian was forced to bear the two lives and embarked on a journey of studying in a foreign country for more than ten years.

What was she thinking about when she was seven years old?

It should be to hide in Sang Zhiyuan's arms to avoid taking medicine, clamoring for candy, or to climb up the neighbor's tree with Jiang Tianyi to pick loquats.In short, at the age of seven, she has no worries about food and clothing, and has nothing to worry about except going to the hospital for check-ups once a week.

Perhaps it was at that time that Chen Shiqian saw through the warmth and coldness of people's hearts, and huddled in the rental house with his mother, praying that he would not come so soon tomorrow.

What about Song Lan?

The woman in the photo looks much weaker.

So how nervous was she when she insisted on giving birth to him even at the risk of being kicked out of the house, and what kind of belief did she rely on to survive when she raised her son alone?

Have you ever flinched?There must be.

But he never thought of giving up, just like when he tried his best to pull Chen Shiqian up from the sea, he never gave up on him.

Sang Jiu has never personally experienced the greatness of being a mother, but she is still shocked by it.

She should be thankful that Song Lan had rescued Chen Shiqian at all costs, otherwise she would never have met him.

With this maternal love alone, she thought, she should also kneel down to show her respect.As soon as his knees were bent, Chen Shiqian stopped him.

"My mother doesn't like being bowed down by people," he said without joking, his voice flat and without ups and downs, "She said that life is too hard to live in, and she must show all sincerity to the Buddha."

People who have been suffering all the year round always pin their hopes on the Buddha, in order to pray for a compassionate heart from God.

So she retracted her outstretched legs and bowed deeply three times.

Chen Shiqian didn't stop her this time.

These three bows, one is respect for the deceased, the other is admiration for her tenacity and greatness as a mother, and the third is compassion for being a woman.

After she finished, she got up and took a look at Chen Shiqian. She was tall and tall, with superior skinny body.

Auntie, you taught him very well.

Sang Jiu turned to face the person in the photo, and said softly, "Auntie, don't worry, Shi Qian is doing well now, and will be doing well in the future."

It is a relief and a promise.

Chen Shiqian looked at the person in front of him, and his heart suddenly softened.

He hadn't given her any promises yet, but she had made a promise early on in front of his mother.

How can a person who was shrewd before become confused at this time.

Don't be afraid of being cheated.

"He is a very good person, he will not lie to others, let alone me. I believe in my own vision."

Sang Jiu's voice was firm and powerful, swearing.

Chen Shiqian couldn't help smiling, and stepped forward to hug her gently. Anyway, the south wall has already hit, so it's enough to protect her tightly so that she doesn't hit her head.

After all, she should be afraid of pain.

When he was leaving, he suddenly remembered something and asked her: "How did you know that Chen Yi went to play mahjong when Rong Jia's accident happened?"

When she overheard it at the old man's birthday banquet that night, she asked Jiang Tianyi to investigate.The resort they went to back then was full of rich people. The Chen family was so ostentatious and later drowned in the sea. It was clear after a search.

At the beginning, Mr. Chen could clearly prove that Rong Jia's death was not the fault of Song Lan's mother and son, but he chose to ignore it and let them pour dirty water on Chen Shiqian. Obviously, it was not because they couldn't find out, but because they didn't find out on purpose.

Chen Shiqian was so smart but he didn't say anything, either he was very disappointed with this father or he didn't trust him from the beginning to the end, he would rather walk the long road alone in the dark night.

Then on the next road, she is willing to be his light on the road, and accompany him for the rest of his life.

......

The way down the mountain was much easier than going up, but Chen Shiqian still held her hand tightly, for fear that she would knock and fall.

The cemetery guard at the foot of the mountain is an elderly man, but he has a good memory.Seeing Chen Shiqian, he immediately called to stop them, got up and asked in surprise, "I remember you came three years ago, right?"

At that time, he had just finished his studies and returned to China, and the first thing he did when he came back was to worship his bereaved mother.He smiled, "Yes."

"It rained heavily that day, and you borrowed an umbrella from me." The old man talked about the past with relish.

It was rare for Chen Shiqian to be so patient, and he said gently: "I was in a hurry at the time, and I didn't have time to thank you for the gift of the umbrella."

"Hey, it's just an umbrella." The uncle waved his hand indifferently.Suddenly seeing Sangjiu next to him, the presbyopic glasses slipped down, and the wrinkled face was full of surprises, "Hey, it's good to have more people around me this year. Well, everyone is reunited and grows together old."

The two smiled at each other.

The blessings of those who meet by chance are the most lasting.

The last time I came here was still mid-winter, and now the beginning of spring has passed, which coincides with the Spring Festival holiday. There are many people in the ancient town, and the streets and alleys are full of red lanterns.Small vendors passing by, yelling "selling candied haws in rock sugar".

"Wait." Chen Shiqian called to stop the man, and hurried over.

When I came back, I pinched a bunch of candied haws in my hand.

"Try it."

The red and plump hawthorn is covered with a layer of crystal-clear sugar coating. When the plastic film on it is lifted, the crispy hawthorn and the sweetness of the candy are blown out.

Sangjiu couldn't resist taking a bite.

"very sour."

The tips of my teeth became extremely sensitive due to the acid, and my nose wrinkled several times.

Chen Shiqian laughed at her reaction, took a bite where she had bitten, and said flatly, "Is it sour? It's obviously very sweet."

Sang Jiu frowned, looked at him suspiciously, suspecting that there was something wrong with his sense of taste, and argued, "Sour, it's really sour."

"Really?" Chen Shiqian handed the candied haws to her mouth again, and said meaningfully, "Why don't you take another bite and let me try it?"

Sang Jiu saw through his tricks, leaned in front of her and looked at him with a smile: "Professor Chen, you are so vulgar."

"Vulgar?" Chen Shiqian took the opportunity to kiss her on the mouth, under the blessing of two layers of sugar coating, the lips seemed to be soaked in honey, making them even sweeter and greasy.

Without blushing, he said without heartbeat: "There are even more vulgar ones."

Sang Jiu is not a young and shy female student.In the next second, he turned against the guest, covered his lips, and put all the sourness in his mouth into his mouth. After a long time, he let go, gasping for breath, and whispered in his ear: "In this way, you can always taste the sourness, right?" ?”

A burst of electricity ran through his body, and Chen Shiqian sighed as he looked at someone who had succeeded in his scheme.

He is really a little fox who has practiced for thousands of years and has a deep knowledge.

Then he is willing to be the king of Zhou who fell for this.