The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady Chapter 2518: Hate it (1)

Before meeting Master, Li Xiaowei's memory was full of cold, hunger, and pain.

He doesn't know why he is like this, or why his father abandoned him and his mother.

Since he was sensible, he has never met his father. He has always been raised by his mother alone. In the first memory, his mother was a beautiful and gentle woman. Li Xiaowei thought that All the words that describe the beauty of a woman in the world belong to his mother.

But with the passage of time, he watched his mother openly. With the devastation of years and life, he withered little by little.

The once beautiful and gentle woman lost her beauty and dignity in the cruel life. She had to work Sunday to feed her children and herself.

The only thing Li Xiao remembers is that in the cold winter, his mother was still washing clothes for the neighbors by the river. The snow in winter was so bitter, but his mother endured it all silently. She never cried in front of Li Xiaowei, and never complained, no matter how hard or tired she was, when she went home, she always hugged her son with the warmest smile.

She keeps saying ...

Mother is not hungry.

The mother is not tired.

The mother is not sleepy.

Li Xiaowei grew up in such an environment. He never asks his mother for anything. Since he was sensible, he helped his mother make money.

Other children started to learn fighting and magic early, but he had to carry a basket to go up the mountain to dig wild vegetables to wrap his belly.

He is not envious, he thinks the already he owns is the best.

He has such a gentle mother. already is a gift from heaven to him.

So he never complains.

Looking at his mother's spine bending down a little, looking at the withering and withering face that made him the best look, the young Li Xiaowei was at a loss, he didn't know he could do something What can save the mother the speed of withering.

God always shows its cruelty inadvertently. In the winter of this year, his mother became ill.

For a few months, Li Xiaowei emptied everything in the family, sold everything he could sell, bought medicine for his mother, but still didn't stop his mother's condition from worsening.

"I'm not hungry, don't talk to your mother, take a good rest." Li Xiaowei squatted in front of the bed, watching her mother's mutilated condition, tears flashing under her eyes.

The heartbreaking pain spread through his body.

He also clearly remembers that it was such a snowy day that his mother left him forever.

That was the most painful memory of his life.

"Stupid child, follow me, and I'm suffering you ... if your father knew that you were so sensible, he would be proud of you." The weak woman looked at her son sadly, her only sustenance.

This is Li Xiaowei's mother, who mentioned his father for the first time.

"Child, if I'm gone, go to Emperor to find your father ... He is a person from Xuanwu Aristocratic Family, you go to him, the owner of Xuanwu Aristocratic Family, will think that you are the flesh and blood of their family, will not let You continue to suffer. "The woman choked her mouth, and no matter how hard she was, she never went to the man once. She has her own dignity, but now she knows that her days are short and her children are still like that. Young, cannot be left unattended.