After Dawn Chapter 52: Daughter and Poor Wife (1)

The most rare thing between husband and wife is not to be poor, but to be rich.

Liu Qingran understood this truth just before her death.

She looked up at the sky quietly, the cries of the children around her could not be understood very well, and her whole life began to emerge in her mind.

Tears rolled down her cheeks.

She heard a voice.

"Want revenge?"

"Think."

……

"Liu Qingran didn't want to marry Liu's father's lieutenant when she was sixteen, so she eloped with the poor scholar Du Siyuan, willing to give up her status as the daughter of the general's daughter to become an ordinary peasant woman with a husband and a son in a peasant family..."

"With the help of the gold and silver jewelry that Liu Qingran took away when he ran away, Du Siyuan successfully went to Beijing to take the exam, and became the champion in one fell swoop. The emperor saw that he was handsome and young, so he took the most beloved Princess Pearl. Grant him a wife..."

"With the help of the resourceful Princess Pearl, Du Siyuan has become the emperor's most powerful courtier and has a bright future..."

"Liu Qingran heard that her husband remarried and brought her two children to the capital to seek an explanation. Unexpectedly, she was discovered by Princess Pearl's people, and she was dealt with without seeing Du Siyuan..."

……

Qingran opened her eyes, Liu Qingran's two children were out of breath from crying, their faces were already dirty, and when the tears rushed, there were two white marks.

"Mother-"

"Mother-don't leave me and my brother behind!"

"Cough cough... don't cry." Qing Ran coughed and stood up, stretched out her hand tremblingly to wipe the tears on the faces of the two children, "Mother is fine, don't cry."

"Mother, are you awake?" the older sister said happily, while the younger brother hurriedly wiped his tears with his sleeves.

"Mother is fine, don't be afraid." Qing Ran said.

"Mother, you scared me to death." Little Budian said, pulling her sleeve.

"Mother, are you hungry? I'm hiding half a steamed bun with white flour here. It was kindly given to me by a passing aunt. My brother and I both ate it. This is for you." He took out half of the white flour steamed bun with dirty finger prints. The steamed bun was already cold, making it look like there was no appetite at all.

The eyes of the two children lit up and secretly swallowed their saliva.

This year, no one's life is easy. White flour steamed buns are also rare in ordinary people's homes. Who can generously give a few to strangers at one time? Qingran learned from Liu Qingran's memory that the older sister, Du Wuxia, always took care of her younger brother, Du Wushuang, who was three years younger than her. Children should eat no more than half a steamed bun.

A group of three people, the entanglement on the road has long been spent, and in the capital, Liu Qingran was seriously ill, and the few silver coins were used to hire a doctor while she was in a coma. Inside, the two children do not have any food source, they are afraid that they have been hungry all day and night.

"Mother is not hungry, you can eat." Qing Ran said, rubbing the heads of the two children with tears in their eyes.

She said so, but her stomach didn't cooperate and sang an empty city plan.

The youngest child, Du Wushuang, laughed secretly first: "Mother still said she's not hungry, her stomach is singing." When he laughed, his big eyes narrowed together, like a little mouse, round and round It looks so cute.

Qingran pretended to be angry and said with a stern face: "Yo, I even dare to read mother's jokes!"

"Mother, eat quickly, Shuang'er is not hungry." Du Wushuang said, while sending half of the steamed bun to Qing Ran's mouth.

Qing Ran felt that her eyes were sore, so she opened her mouth and took a careful bite, then said, "Shuang Er also eats, Xia Er also eats, it's boring for mother to eat alone."

The three of you have half a steamed bun. You and I eat one bite at a time. If you bite down, you are afraid that if you bite too much, the other party won't have to eat it. The small half of the steamed bun took a full quarter of an hour.

Suddenly there was the sound of horses' hooves outside, only to hear a few "woo", and the footsteps of several men rang out.

"Sir, I'll go check it out first. If it's too late today, I'm afraid the city gate will be closed. Why don't we just stay in this ruined temple for a night." A strong male voice came.

Du Wushuang and Du Wuxia hid in Qingran's arms and shrank, and Qingran also subconsciously hugged their bodies tightly.

A tall man walked in with Moonlight on his back.

"Who's there?" came an angry shout.

"Mother--" Du Wushuang was so frightened that he burst into tears at a young age.

"Don't cry for the twins, don't cry for the twins." Qing Ran comforted Du Wushuang, and begged for mercy: "Sir, the woman is only a commoner, because she has no money to live in the ruined temple, the youngest son Timid, not mean to offend."

"What happened?" A steady voice came, and Du Wuxia and Du Wushuang obviously felt their mother froze.

The man who came to check first turned around and walked out, reporting to the adults outside: "Sir, there are three mothers living in the ruined temple, and the little boy was scared and cried by my old man."

"Hey, Huzi, your power has grown again, and the child will cry when you yell at him."

"I didn't mean to." The man called Huzi patted his head and said a little embarrassedly.

"Okay, let's go in. It's not easy for ordinary people these days. Let's share some of the food we brought with them." The man who was called an adult said, and walked in.

Huzi lit a bonfire in the ruined temple. The faces of the three men were looming in the firelight. One of the men was wearing a navy blue robe, looking particularly handsome. ‘

Qing Ran tried her best to bury her face to weaken her sense of existence. She hugged her two children and didn't dare to say a word.

"Little girl, come here, this cake is for you." Hu Zi put the cold cake on the fire and baked it, and said to Du Wuxia.

Du Wuxia shook his head and took two steps back, his eyes full of fear mixed with longing: "Mother said, don't want other people's things indiscriminately."

"I said that the child is a motherfucker, don't keep silent. This cake is for you and your child, you see that the two children are hungry." Hu Zi said.

"Mother, I'm hungry." Du Wushuang raised his head from Qing Ran's arms and said pitifully.

Qing Ran was silent, just when Hu Zi was about to get impatient, he pushed Du Wuxia: "Xia'er, go get it."

"Liu Qingran?!" The man who was sitting by the fire suddenly stood up, looked in Qingran's direction, and asked.

Qingran buried her head even lower, and said in a low voice, "My lord is afraid that you have mistaken the person. The little girl is just a country woman, not Liu Qingran."

The tall man walked over from the fire, pulled the two children apart, and threw them into the arms of the two subordinates.

Qing Ran earned a few times, but was dragged by him abruptly. His subordinates showed no mercy at all.

When the warm fire light sprinkled on her face, Qing Ran's emotions finally couldn't help: "Brother--I was wrong--"

She had tears in her eyes. No matter how much anger the man in the navy blue robe had, she was washed away by her cry.

Qing Ran was thrown to the side of the fire and sat down. The two children broke out and rushed towards her when the adults who surrounded them were distracted. The mother-in-law burst into tears.

"Mom, don't cry."

"Mother, Shuang'er will take revenge for you!" Du Wushuang, who was like a little bean, held a small wooden stick that he didn't know where to pick it up, blocked in front of his mother and sister, and said to the man in the navy blue robe : "Bastard, I'm going to kill you!"

"Don't, don't," Qing Ran quickly grabbed him, "Don't be rude to your uncle."

"Uncle?" As if he heard a very funny question, the man raised his thick eyebrows and said sarcastically, "Liu Qingran, do you still have my brother in your eyes? Do you have a parent at home?"

"Of course there is." Qing Ran replied in a low voice, she also felt guilty when speaking.

"Then you!" The man's voice rose, and he felt that this matter was really unworthy of publicity. He sighed and said, "Stop it, what about your poor scholar? Is it dead?"

He spoke ruthlessly, and Qing Ran only knew that tears were silently shedding, so he turned to ask the two children.

"Where's your dad?"

The older Du Wuxia pursed his lips and did not answer his question, but his cheeks were flushed.

The younger Du Wushuang didn't care about this, and cried out with a "wow": "Dad, Daddy doesn't want Shuanger anymore."

"They said that my father married a new daughter-in-law and would not live with my mother anymore."

"What's the matter?" The man frowned and looked at Qingran sharply, "Didn't you say that that person loves you like a jewel, why did he marry someone else?"

Qing Ran shrank, tears rolled down her face, and her already dirty and dusty cheeks were even more ugly.

"Brother, I was wrong..."

"I shouldn't be headstrong..."

"Brother, I'm sorry..."

The man turned his head away. He couldn't bear to see her crying. Hearing her cry, he felt like a hundred cat claws were scratching in his heart. In desperation, he got up and wiped her face with the handkerchief in his hand. on the tears.

"What the **** is going on? I'm your brother, no matter how self-willed you are, I can't ignore you."

"Brother, it's just that I'm too naive, and I'm fascinated by the stories of the romantic, talented and pretty women in the script..."

"I only think of Du Siyuan, a good man bestowed by the first-class day, with outstanding knowledge and extraordinary appearance. He really is a gentleman who is hard to find even with a lantern..."

"I don't know that there is still an evil mother-in-law in his family. Because I am a married woman, she looks down on me and tortures me in every way... After giving birth to flawless, because she is a daughter, she was almost sent away..."

"She scolded me as a hen that can't give birth to eggs. She doesn't have the ability to give birth to a son. Every day she counts on Du Siyuan to find a concubine and come back to give birth to a son..."

"But their poor house can't be opened, and she can't bear the money. How can anyone want to marry their good-looking girl to be a concubine..."

"After I gave birth to Wushuang, she stopped a lot." Qing Ran touched the head of her youngest son Du Wushuang, her tears could not stop, "But a year before Wushuang was born, I was pregnant once. The child, just because she was born as a daughter, was drowned in the urinal for life by her..."

"Beast." The man bit his lip, his expression resentful.

And his two subordinates, especially the one named Hu Zi, can already be called furious.

"Where is your mother-in-law, I can't stand this kind of person!"

Qing Ran shook her head: "If that's the case, I'll admit it. After all, I chose the path myself, and my fate is beyond my control."