Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum Chapter 955: Ninety-eighth bowl of soup (2)

Ninety-eighth bowl of soup (2)

Does it hurt?

Of course it hurts. But the moment the child fell into the water, he subconsciously remembered that his brother was ill, and when he recovered, he had already jumped in the direction of his brother. Brother hugged his neck and cried in fear, it was cold and shaking, he put him on the shore and went into the water again, but the water in the pool only broke the ice surface in two places, and the sister fell and didn't catch it, and if she went looking for it, it would be gone. .

When it was fished, it was already hard, the milky white skin was blue and purple, the seven orifices were full of mud and sand, and it was embarrassing. At that moment, Pei Deyong's heart hurt more than death.

Faced with his wife's questioning, he was speechless because he really went to save his brother at that time. He took a rest that day and went to play with his two children. Because of the cold winter, the pool surface of Hou's mansion was frozen hard. It was okay for a big man like him to go up there. The two children were arguing about going to play. He didn't stop it, who knew that the ice surface suddenly broke and swallowed the baby in an instant. His reaction was extremely fast, but he couldn't save two.

Lan Fang hugged her brother and was afraid to cry, but Ying Lan was numb, and looked at him with those black and white eyes, and Pei Deyong was panicked. Can't get it.

The two of them stayed up all night, one sitting and the other standing, until the next day.

After this day, Qing Huan became ill. She burned so badly that Pei Deyong told the emperor to stay by her side. In fact, after five years of marriage, she had been sick many times. The honor, the heart can not help but feel ridiculous. Lan Fang's side was probably a little guilty, and he didn't dare to be as usual. Pei Deyong stayed in the main room for a while and then sent someone to call him, saying that his brother was clamoring to see his father, and he couldn't coax him well.

My brother wanted to see Daddy, Daddy went to see him immediately, my sister couldn't bear Daddy, but didn't dare to be self-willed, she just followed out, waving her little hand to send Daddy away, hoping that Daddy would be faster Come again.

Born boys and girls, are his flesh and blood, is there really such a difference?

It's all right now, my sister will never wait for my father to come to see her, play with her and talk to her, my sister is lying quietly under the ground, with my mother to accompany her, no more father .

Pei Deyong never left, but he heard his wife burn in confusion, but called his daughter's name. The little girl was just over two years old, and she was looking forward to her long life. Pei Deyong gave her the baby name Suishui. The wife kept calling Suishui and sister, but either Suishui or sister would never come back.

Pei Deyong sat on the head of the bed in a daze, always feeling that the whole body was still surrounded by the sweet milky fragrance of his sister. The little guy is so cute, his eyes are round and bright, and his little mouth is red. Although he can't speak clearly, But he can also understand the general meaning, always smiling happily, fresh and dazzling, seems to have brought a touch of tenderness and happiness to the entire Weiyuan Houfu. Since she had a daughter, Yinglan has become more gentle. She doesn't always love to pester him like in the past, and even dared to disguise herself as a man to go to the military camp to find him. She has become his ideal wife, dignified, generous, virtuous and graceful. Every family of three eats together, the little girl is innocent and cute, and the wife is soft-spoken, always making him feel that this life is happy.

But the little girl is gone. That milk doll, a little over two years old, hasn't seen how big the world is, so she's gone.

How can I not be sad? It's really a knife and axe, and it's not as painful as this.

"Yinglan... Yinglan, you're awake." Pei Deyong held back his heart and saw his wife opened her eyes and reached out to touch her forehead, but she was grabbed by her.

At this moment, Pei Deyong realized how haggard his wife was. In the past few days, their husband and wife have been miserable, and both have lost weight, but his wife's hand grabbed him, the feeling of being dry, thin, and without the slightest vitality, as if disheartened, made Pei Deyong feel a chill in his heart.

"Master Hou." Qing Huan's voice was hoarse, "I want you to promise me one thing."

Let's not say one piece, even thousands of pieces, he agreed. "Good."

"If you promise, you must do it." Qing Huan stared at him, because he was almost skinny, and only those eyes were left, sparkling, burning with flames, and showing a little bit of vitality.

Pei Deyong nodded. He always kept his word. His wife was so sad that he would agree to whatever she asked.

"I want to hold my brother under my lap to raise him." Qing Huan said.

This was something Pei Deyong didn't expect. He was stunned for a moment. Seeing that his wife was still staring at him, he said, "Yes."

Actually, this concubine and concubine should have been recognized under the name of the main family, but Wei Yinglan has a daughter, so she doesn't want to raise sons for Pei Deyong and other women, not to mention that it is meaningless to separate the mother and son. But it's different now. Her sister is gone, and she and Pei Deyong will not have children in the future, so she has to decide on this child.

Pei Deyong is not worried, in his view this is a reasonable request. What's more, who is Wei Yinglan, he knows very well that this girl is from a family of great Confucianism, kind-hearted and upright, and will never do such harsh things. Moreover, Pei Deyong knew in his heart that if he really wanted to hold grudges, Yinglan would only hate him, not the child. The elder brother is younger than the elder sister, what can he understand? It was never her style to take anger on children. "I'll go back and ask someone to spread the word, and I'll bring my brother tomorrow. You... have a good life, and I... will be worried."

The last sentence he said was very light. If Yu Yinglan heard him admit that he was worried about him, he would not know how happy he would be. Unfortunately, Yu Yinglan died and was lying in the coffin, and now there is only a visitor in front of him.

Actually, Pei Deyong himself didn't know what he meant when he said this, even a fool knows that after the incident with his sister, the rift between them is getting bigger and bigger, but he can't restrain himself. , the words of concern blurted out, and it seemed that he was out of control, not his usual self at all. Could it be that after experiencing such hardships, he revealed the thoughts in his heart?

But the wife didn't respond, but closed her eyes and went back to sleep. Pei Deyong stayed by the bedside for a while, and finally felt unbearable heartache and wanted to find a place to vent.

He tucked his wife into the corner, walked out of the room, and saw a very cute pony in the corridor under the eaves, he remembered how his little daughter sat on top of it, and when he saw him, he rushed over with a smile, Hearing that he was leaving, he looked pitifully with a sad face.

Sister's shadow is everywhere.

The flowers planted in the yard caused a lot of harm to the little thing. The beauty-loving one wore it on his head. Because of his height, he asked him to carry it to pick the flowers, the fruit on the tree, and three plump ones. , one for my mother, one for my father, and the last one is my own.

Such a small, just a little bit of a big little person, so empty and gone, never to come back.

Pei Deyong staggered back to the study, there was no one around, he slammed the wall with his fists, tears could not stop, and finally let out a hoarse whimper.

Lan Fang's side, when he heard that he was going to take his son to his wife's yard to raise him, he went crazy immediately. He tried to break into the study without hesitation. He threw the wine jar to the ground, and when he looked up, he seemed to see Jiaojiao's little daughter standing in front of him again, holding the cloth tiger made by his wife in his arms, tilting his head to look at him.

Alive.

He stretched out his hand to grab it, but it was an illusion. He closed his eyes and shook his head and opened it again, but he seemed to see Ying Lan holding her daughter. Both mother and daughter were looking at him, but this time they didn't laugh. Zhang Xiaosi's face was cold and expressionless, as if he was looking at a stranger.

Inexplicably flustered, I blinked and looked again, and it seemed that Ying Lan was holding her daughter in her arms, and the mother and daughter were huddled together, as if the place to sleep was too narrow. It was a small wooden box the width of one person, square and upright, nailed to death, and no light penetrated into the corners.

Like a coffin.

If I wanted to see it more clearly, there was nothing in front of me. There was Lan Fang's cry outside, calling for the second master, and the butler's comforting voice.

Pei Deyong had a splitting headache, and he didn't know how long he had been in this study. He drank a few jars of wine, but his mind was terrifyingly sober. He rubbed his temples and walked out: "What's the fuss about?"

He has always been dignified, impartial, and extremely just, so now Lanfang doesn't dare to make trouble when he sees him, and only opens a pair of tearful eyes: "Second Master, you want to give your brother to Mrs. raise, but really?"

She is slender and thin, and she is on the verge of collapse at the moment, I am afraid that if Pei Deyong nods her head, she will faint with heartbreak.

Pei Deyong hummed, Lan Fang rolled his eyes and leaned back. The wife and maid who served were crying, crying, calling for the doctor and pinch people, and finally called Lan Fang to wake up leisurely. , remembering Pei Deyong's previous words, he immediately burst into tears: "Is the second master trying to kill brother! Madam has no sister, and she is hating in her heart. If brother is in her hands, isn't there a way to live!"

Second Master saved my brother first. You can see how Madam hates their mother and daughter, and she really wants to support her brother. How can this be possible? !

"You don't have to worry about it, Yinglan has a good heart and will take good care of his brother." Pei Deyong is not someone who loves Xiangxiang and cherishes jade. Rao Shilanxiang was crying softly, but he was not moved. Turning around and walking towards the study, before leaving, he said, "My aunt's son should have been raised by the main family. You have brought your brother for almost two years, which is already a grace. If you are so unruly, I don't want to hear about it in the future."

Lan Fang froze in place, neither crying nor howling. She forgot that she was just a concubine, that Wei Yinglan was Mrs. Hou with a mandate, she forgot... that she was never qualified to compete with Wei Yinglan for something.

The man she loves left her a tall and indifferent back. If he doesn't love Wei Yinglan, does he love her?