I feed my entire legion by farming

Qiao Yan's tone was particularly sincere.The old butler had worked in the wealthy family for so many years, and he had heard compliments from many people who tried to curry favor with the Qiao family through him, but only Qiao Yan could say such vulgar words so sincerely.

The housekeeper looked at Qiao Yan carefully, and suddenly realized that the child who had been taken care of in the past had grown so big in the blink of an eye.

From the beginning to the end, Qiao Yan was a disgrace to the Qiao family. No one expected him, but he finally grew up to be such a good child by himself.

The old butler's eye circles were slightly red. Thinking of Qiao Chen's reaction after turning over Qiao Yan's room this morning, he knew that Qiao Yan's departure might not be so smooth this time.But in the end can not say anything.About position, but also about morality.

In the end, the old housekeeper had no choice but to accept the gift, and whispered to Qiao Yan, "Be careful."

"En." Qiao Yan saw the old housekeeper accepting the gift, and the smile on his face became more sincere.Although he suffered many twists and turns and grievances that day, after the emotions dissipated, Qiao Yan's eyes were clean, and there were many hopes and longings hidden in them.

Qiao Yan is a child who loves to dream, and he also likes to use his dreams to encourage himself so that he will not be immersed in long-term pain.Just like the sunflower that always faces the sun.

The old housekeeper looked into his eyes and suddenly thought of the wife in the nursing home.He took care of the older girl, and he even helped her arrange the bridal bouquet when she got married.At that time, she was holding flowers and fantasizing about being happy after marriage, just like Qiao Yan.

In this Qiao family, the eldest son, Qiao Jing, was too cautious, and the youngest son, Qiao Chen, was even more aggressive. The one who could see the shadow of his wife was actually the illegitimate son, Qiao Yan.

But how could Qiao Yan really look like Madam?The old housekeeper felt that he was thinking too much.Seeing that Qiao Yan was about to go upstairs, his heart moved, and he stopped Qiao Yan.

"Antai Cemetery, No. 36."

Qiao Yan didn't understand at first, and stood on the stairs thinking for a while before he suddenly froze. "Yes, is that where she is?"

"Correct."

Qiao Yan almost rolled down the stairs, and barely stood still by holding on to the wall.After a long time, Qiao Yan bowed again to the old housekeeper, "Thank you."

Then went back to his room.Qiao Yan quickly copied the address in his notepad.After hesitating for a long time, he slowly and solemnly wrote two words, mother.

In the past 18 years, Qiao Yan has never had the opportunity to commemorate the woman who gave birth to him.But he has heard many versions related to his birth.Among them, the most gentle version was inferred from the few words of the old housekeeper.

She and her father had a relationship after being calculated.Later, she thought about aborting the child several times, but the doctor said that if she aborted him, she might not have any more children in the future.

So, he had the chance to be born.

She hadn't thought of disturbing Qiao's family at first, but she found that she had an incurable disease during pregnancy, and when the amniotic fluid broke, she felt that she might not be able to survive. Her death was a huge shock, a premature birth and a nervous breakdown.

Therefore, his birth was in exchange for her life.

Qiao Yan never held any resentment.Because he knew that he was once the expected child.There was a woman who would rather give up her life than let him live.

Therefore, even if everyone abused her and shamed her, Joe would not hate it.Because she was the only evidence that could prove the meaning of her existence in Qiao Yan's 18 years of life.

Tomorrow is Saturday and there is no class at school, so let's go see her.Qiao Yan looked at the address on the notebook, feeling a lot of warmth in her heart.

Lying on the bed, Qiao Yan was thinking about what to say and what to bring as gifts when he left tomorrow.He tossed and turned, unable to sleep at all.I don't know if it's because of some nervousness, but his heart always has a slight tingling pain.

Just like that, at dawn, Qiao Yan quietly left the attic with her schoolbag on her back.

He took the first bus to the cemetery.At the bottom of the cemetery, he followed other people who came to sweep the grave and bought gloves, a small broom, and various snacks.Standing in front of the bucket with flowers in it, Qiao Yan suddenly got stuck.

He didn't know what flowers he should buy.

Carnations?Flowers for mother, but it's the first time they meet, are they too enthusiastic?

Is that Suju?It seems a little too cold.

"What does the person you want to see like?" Seeing his hesitation, the clerk took the initiative to introduce it to Qiao Yan.

Qiao Yan couldn't answer.he does not know.

Finally, Qiao Yan bought a bunch of water lilies.Lavender flowers, as gentle as water.Much like Qiao Yan's imaginary mother.

But when Qiao Yan got ready and found the specific location, he realized that he had brought so many things with him, which was too much fanfare.But she didn't even have a separate tombstone.Crowded in the spiritual tower with many people.A small grid the size of a palm, and a faded one-inch photo on the grid, that's all.

Qiao Yan stood below and looked up. The long years had faded the photo, but Qiao Yan could still see her appearance clearly.

Indeed, she is a very beautiful woman, with a bright smile, like the ice and snow that can melt winter.

Qiao Yan raised her head and watched intently.On the way here, he had a lot of things he wanted to say. He wanted to tell her that he had grown up well over the years. He wanted to tell her that he was finally leaving Qiao's house. He could live by himself and take good care of him. Own.Wanted to tell her that he was really grateful that she had given birth to him.

He wanted to tell her that although he had never met, he really missed her.

However, standing in front of her, Qiao Yan found that he couldn't say anything.In the end, Qiao Yan stood in front of the pagoda for a whole morning.As for the tributes and flowers he had prepared, because there was no place to enshrine them in the spiritual pagoda, they were not put there.

It was afternoon when he left the cemetery. Before Qiao Yan left, he found the funeral home and printed a copy of her posthumous photo.

Qiao Yan didn't go back to Qiao's house, but went to her rental house.

He put her picture on the table.Qiao thought about it tiredly, and put the pastries and flowers in the bag that were not used before on the side of the photo.

"Mom..." Qiao Yan called out cautiously, "I'm Yanyan, I'm taking you home."

After thinking about it, Qiao Yan made another promise, "When I finish college, I will work hard and try to buy you a new house."

Thinking of the place surrounded by greenery on the hill behind the cemetery, Qiao Yan's tone became a little lighter, "At that time, I will move you. Although the place over there is not as lively as it is now, it is very spacious. The neighbors on the left and right must be special too. Kind. I may visit you often, too."

Qiao Yan whispered to the person in the photo, the sunlight came in through the glass, and the smile on the lips of the woman in the photo seemed to be warmer.

Qiao Yanzai looked at it carefully, and then smiled.

So, it's nice to be an adult.Qiao Yan smiled and his eyes turned red. He reached out and touched the woman's face, thinking in his heart, from now on, I will also have a mother.

I am also a child who is wanted.

Therefore, we must work harder to live happily.Qiao Yan wiped his eyes quickly. His mother is here, and he will wait for him to come back at home every day. He wants his mother to see his best appearance.

He hopes that he can become the child worthy of his mother's life in exchange for being born.

It was already evening when I returned to Qiao's house.Qiao Yan walked back all the way on the setting sun, her steps were lighter than usual.However, this lightness only lasted until the Qiao family.

Qiao Chen was throwing a temper tantrum in the living room, and things fell to the ground again.Qiao Yan stood in the corridor connecting the kitchen to the living room, hesitating whether he should go upstairs or not.

The two servants stood at the entrance of the living room, with their heads down, not daring to breathe.Qiao Chen seemed to be calling someone, "I see, I won't be going to Mom's place for now. Let me know when you come, Auntie, and I'll pick her up at the airport myself."

Afterwards intermittently, it seems to be related to Madam's condition.Qiao Yan hid in the corner and wanted to hear another sentence.However, Qiao Chen had already put down his phone and was in a daze.

Qiao was tired of seeing him not paying attention here, so he wanted to sneak upstairs.Just one step away, a heavy object slammed down on his feet.Shards of shattered glass scratched his exposed ankles.

It turned out to be the camera Qiao Chen gave him on the day of his celebration party. It was obviously brand new, but the lens had been smashed to pieces.

Qiao Yan subconsciously held her breath, for fear that Qiao Chen would find an excuse to annoy him again.

However, after Qiao Chen dropped something, he closed his eyes, leaned on the sofa as if he was tired and did not move.

The two servants waited for a long time, seeing that Qiao Chen had not moved, and then they went over to clean up the mess on the ground lightly under the old housekeeper's signal.When he was about to touch Qiao Chen's feet, Qiao Chen raised his legs and put them on the coffee table.There was a scratch on the back of the hand hanging by the side.The old butler saw it, and quickly asked the servant to take the medicine box.Then he ordered someone to go to the kitchen and make a pot of tea that clears the fire and nourishes the lungs.He also turned on his phone and sent a message to Qiao Jing.

Soon, the servant came over with the medicine box, but Qiao Chen pushed it away irritably, refusing to take the medicine.The old butler followed in a hurry.

Coincidentally, at this time, Qiao Chen's cell phone rang again, this time it was Qiao Jing who called, Qiao Chen didn't bother to pick up the cell phone, so he turned on the power amplifier directly.

"Ah Chen, is the injury serious?"

Qiao Chen gave a "hmm" before replying, "I'm fine, the camera broke."

"What are things? Don't make fun of your own body." Qiao Jing's voice sounded harsh at first, but it was connivance upon closer inspection.

The servants in the living room were busy lightly, and there was also the smell of sweet winter melon tea from the kitchen.The old butler brought it over, walked to Qiao Chen's side, warmed up the tea, and softly coaxed him to drink a little.

While Qiao Chen was drinking tea, the servant on the other side took the opportunity to give Qiao Chen the medicine.

The young master who was spoiled by the Qiao family, no matter how dandy and arrogant he is, he can always easily become the focus of everyone's eyes.

Qiao Yan lowered her eyebrows to restrain the emotion in her eyes, and quietly climbed up to the attic while no one was paying attention.

I don't know if it's because the lights in the living room are too bright, but Qiao Yan always feels that the stairs today are not as drowsy as before.It wasn't until reaching the last step that Qiao Yan realized that a very small light bulb had been newly installed in the corner.It is voice-activated, and it will only light up when it senses the sound of going upstairs.

The warm light was not glaring at all, much like the light that his elder brother illuminated for him the night before.

Qiao Yan pursed her lips, bent her eyes and smiled.He walked briskly back to his room, and couldn't wait to take out the notebook from under the bed. This time, he wrote down carefully on it. My eldest brother installed a lamp for me, and the housekeeper and grandpa wished me a safe future.I even picked up my mother to go home today. I am really happy today.

After finishing writing, Qiao Yan closed the notebook and changed to homework.Although Qiao Chen was still losing his temper, Qiao Yan shouldn't be so relaxed.But he was so happy today that he couldn't even take back the smile on his lips when he was doing the questions.

But now downstairs, after Qiao Yan went upstairs, Qiao Chen opened his eyes.

He drank the winter melon tea handed over by the old housekeeper, and after the servant packed the medicine box, he suddenly smiled and said to the old housekeeper, "You can go out with me for a walk."

The old butler went in without knowing it, but still respectfully went to the courtyard with Qiao Chen.Qiao Chen led the old housekeeper all the way to the sun room behind the courtyard.

Qiao's sun room is very large, but there are not many expensive flowers and plants in it, only a lot of sunflowers.Different varieties, seemingly messy but orderly.The deep and light golden yellow was originally the warmest color, but compared with Qiao Chen's face full of irony, it looked extremely depressed.

Qiao Chen looked at the old housekeeper in front of him, and reached out to touch the petals beside him. "You usually take care of these flowers yourself!"

"Yes." The old housekeeper looked at the flowers, "This is what Madam planted herself before. She hopes..."

"She hopes that her little son will always be sunny like a sunflower." Qiao Chen continued the second half of the sentence, and then put a folder on the table in the greenhouse, "You know everything, why did you betray me and my mother? What about the matter?"

The housekeeper watched as Qiao Chen opened the first page of the folder, which contained all the information of Qiao Yan's mother.

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