Gua Fei in the world

Chapter 1355 At least there is you

After letting Yuan En take the child away, Ye Yaoguang didn't want to stay in Yuansheng Temple. First, Wen Tingzhan, as a parent official, was not comfortable staying outside. He had already stayed outside for a long time because of her. Second, she Although she brought some clothes for the children with her and gave them to Yuan En, she always felt that it was not enough, most of them were at home.

So she and Wen Tingzhan left after Yuan En left.Although Qianji and the others wanted to persuade them to stay, they also knew that they had a lot of worldly affairs, so Chang Jian personally sent Ye Yaoguang and his wife to the Yuansheng Temple.The two of them were basically speechless all the way, and walked back to the Xining government office in Yukong.

"Mother!" As soon as he entered the door, Xuan Kaiyang rushed over. He hadn't seen his mother for half a month. Naturally, he knew the inside story, and he was on vacation again as the New Year was approaching. He missed his mother and father every day at home.

Finally, two days before the new year, Xuan Kaiyang expected his parents to come back, and was about to fly to his mother's arms, as if he suddenly thought of something, he quickly stopped, and when he looked at his mother's belly with lingering fear, Noticing that his mother's big belly that couldn't be covered by thick winter clothes had changed, he stretched his neck to look at his mother and his party. Neither Wen Tingzhan, Mo Qin, nor even Jin Jin was holding a child.

For a while, many words came to his throat, but he was a ten-year-old boy after all, so he didn't ask.

Even though Xuan Kaiyang was brought up by Wen Tingzhan, and he is already well-established at such a young age, how could his changes be concealed by Ye Yaoguang, Ye Yaoguang reached out and touched his little head, only ten-year-old Xuan Kaiyang Yang has already reached her shoulders, and she will definitely be taller than her in three or four years. Her voice is soft: "Mother gave birth to a younger brother for you."

Since Ye Yaoguang took the initiative to mention it, Xuan Kaiyang asked softly: "Where is my brother?"

"Your younger brother is the reincarnation of the Buddha. He cannot live and grow up with us. He has already worshiped under Master Yuanen, and his Dharma name is Guangming." Ye Yaoguang said to Xuan Yangdao without any hesitation.

Xuan Kaiyang's body shook slightly, he squeezed into his mother's arms, and hugged his mother: "Mother, my brother will be fine, there is me and my father by my mother's side, and there will be other mothers in the future. My child, no matter where we are, I believe that my younger brothers and sisters are just like me, and they will also be filial to their mother when they read and respect."

Ye Yaoguang hugged Xuan Kaiyang's head, gently stroked his long hair, and replied in a low voice: "En."

Fine snowflakes fluttered gently, Wen Tingzhan stood quietly on one side, looking at the picture of the two mothers and their children embracing each other warmly, he was extremely grateful at this moment, when Ye Yaoguang kindly brought Xuan Kaiyang back to life, This child not only accompanied them through their young years, but also comforted the members of the Xuan family when Ming Guang died. At this moment, because of his existence, the pain in Ye Yaoguang's heart will be relieved a lot.

Regardless of Moqin's presence, he stepped forward and hugged the two mother and child in his arms.

The winter plum blossoms on the branches quietly bloomed with a faint cold fragrance, lingering bursts of clear fragrance, floating over the sides of a family of three, as if a round of winter sun bloomed in the freezing years, making the whole family happy. The quiet and cold room suddenly heated up, warming the atrium of the seeing.

Ye Yaoguang returned home and rested for only one day. On the second day, Xiaoguai quickly sent the baby clothes suitable for wearing in Buddhism to Yong'an Temple, and then started to work on the New Year's Eve of Xining Mansion with the assistance of Youli. present.Wen Tingzhan carefully observed Ye Yaoguang's reaction while dealing with the delayed business.

What worries him is that Ye Yaoguang is often absent-minded, depressed and other symptoms. Ye Yaoguang has no symptoms at all, and has never even mentioned Guangming. Wen Tingzhan was worried about whether Ye Yaoguang was too sad and selectively forgot about their children.

On this day, Wen Tingzhan stood behind the book case, dealing with the public sentiment and tax issues reported by the counties at the end of the year, while Ye Yaoguang sat next to the beauty in front of him on the left, holding a flower frame in one hand, and flying needles in the other. Thread, this time it's not making his son's clothes, but his.

Her side face is white and tender. From his angle, you can just see Ye Yaoguang's slightly drooping eyelids and long eyelashes. There is wind and snow blowing outside the window. The gorgeous red plum blossoms, she wore a warm yellow skirt and held a light blue shawl in her hand. The plum blossoms and the pale snowy sky seemed to form a natural screen, reflecting her gentle and beautiful face. Wen Tingzhan, who looked up inadvertently, was distracted.

"I'm beside your pillow all day long, and I still look at you fascinated. Should I be proud of my boundless charm?" Ye Yaoguang embroidered the hidden mandala pattern on the shirt, cut the thread and raised her head to tease Wen Tingzhan.

"In my eyes, Yao Yao is showing different demeanor every moment." Wen Tingzhan came back to his senses, and his warm voice was extraordinarily quiet and refreshing amidst the rustling of snowflakes.

Ye Yaoguang glanced at him, put away his things, and said to him seriously: "Ah Zhan, you don't have to look at me all the time."

Wen Tingzhan was startled, but did not answer the words.

With a barely audible sigh, Ye Yaoguang stood up and walked behind Wen Tingzhan, the cigarette on the desk was lingering lightly, and her hand stretched out from the smoke, wrapping around his healthy waist: " A Zhan, there are seven sufferings in human beings: birth, old age, sickness, death, not getting what you want, resentment and hatred, and parting from love. Living in this world, everyone has to experience it, even cultivators are no exception. The difference is that people in the secular world Seeing it as pain, some people can overcome it with perseverance, some people are weak-willed and sluggish, and some people can't bear it and choose to commit suicide; but practitioners regard it as tempering, as tempering, so as to allow themselves to achieve higher goals. Cultivation. But no matter what, no one can escape. I just met one of them. I still have you, Kaiyang, and many people who care about me. Guangming has no choice but to leave our side. I miss you The pain in my heart is not less than mine, how can I add to your pain? I keep his place in my heart, he is my child, no one can change it. If he is not by my side, the sun will still rise, The moon will still fall; I want to be a mother who makes him proud, and it is our regret that we can’t raise him. I don’t want him to grow up, cause me sadness because of his departure, and make him feel guilty. Thereby putting shackles on his heart."

As he said that, Ye Yaoguang reached out and held Wen Tingzhan's face in front of her, and met his eyes: "So, Ah Zhan. I didn't force my face to smile, I was really spending every day happily, Just because at least I have you by my side."

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