The arrogance of the city

Chapter 1880 I'll give her an apology
Outside the ICU.

Most people have been persuaded to leave.

Li Kaijiang was old, and under Li Zhengrong's persuasion, he also temporarily left the hospital.

The father and son have not seen each other for several years, and they must have a lot to say.

The matter of staying behind was handed over to the two young female relatives.

"The Li family is full of iron and blood, strong and proud, and you will never see a weak side in them."

Through the glass, Song Luoshen looked at Li Haotian who was lying on the hospital bed and being monitored by various medical instruments.

The eldest grandson was seriously injured and dying, and his life was hanging by a thread. If it were an elder parent in an ordinary family, he would at least be in grief, not to mention crying, but it was hard to see the sad emotions on the faces of the father and son just now.

Yao Chenxi felt somewhat uncomfortable about this.

But when she heard Song Luoshen's words at this moment, she gradually understood.

Maybe it's not without emotion, it's just that they habitually hide their true feelings in their hearts.

"He and he are..."

She held her son's little hand and looked at the man in the ICU together.

Song Luoshen said softly: "My former fiancé."

"The eldest grandson of the Li family."

"His half brother."

Yao Chenxi couldn't help turning her head to look at the stunning woman beside her.

This was the first woman who made her feel ashamed, and maybe the only one.

Although the other party did not explain in detail, these simple identities are enough for her to make up a twists and turns of love and hatred.

Song Luoshen bent down, picked up the little boy who had always been quiet and obedient, and gestured towards the ward.

"Xiaoer, look, that's your uncle."

That period of grievances and enmity has reached today, and it is time to draw a full stop.

"Uncle?"

Li Xiaoer timidly looked at the man on the hospital bed.

This term is undoubtedly very unfamiliar to him, and at his age, he may not be clear about the specific meaning of this term.

But it didn't affect him, he instinctively noticed that the relationship between that man and him seemed very special.

"Yeah, uncle has been working abroad and has no time to come back. This time he came back with great difficulty, and he was lying on the hospital bed and ignoring us."

"When he wakes up, let's talk about him, okay?"

Yao Chenxi didn't interrupt, and let Song Luoshen hold her son.

She just heard what the doctor said.

wake up?

Will there be a day when you wake up?

Five-year-old children have gradually begun to have their own self-esteem. They don't want their godmothers to ask their godmothers to put themselves down like they do with two- and three-year-old children.

"What kind of family is his family? Is his relationship with his family really bad?"

It was fine before, now that Yao Chenxi has come here, naturally he can't continue to pretend to be deaf and dumb.

She has already realized that her son, so far, should be the only blood of the Li family, and he will definitely recognize his ancestor and return to his clan in the future.

The power of the Li family has been fully demonstrated just now.

It was something she couldn't resist, and didn't want to resist.

So she has to get to know this terrifying family.

"The Li family is a military family. Grandpa Li was a soldier all his life. At his peak, the Li character flag was the military flag of our country. However, a few years ago, there was a battle between Futu and the Li family. The Li family was defeated, and then quickly collapsed. Mr. Li and Li Uncle also retired."

"He brought down his own family?"

Yao Chenxi couldn't believe it.

Song Luoshen was noncommittal, looking at the glass.

"It's all cause and effect."

Yao Chenxi's lips moved, but looking at Song Luoshen with a quiet expression, she didn't ask any more questions after all.

……

September fifteenth.

Negative.

With a light breeze.

Yao Chenxi led his son and followed Song Luoshen along the winding mountain road.

"Little Er, are you tired?"

Although the mountain road here is narrow, it is not rugged, but there are many weeds, and there are many broken branches and gravel on the road, which is naturally difficult for four or five-year-old children.

If it weren't for the mother holding him, the little guy might have fallen several times.

However, although the little guy is relatively young, he is quite stubborn. Hearing what the godmother said, he immediately shook his head and put on a little manly appearance.

"Godmother, I'm not tired."

"Hold on a little longer, we'll be there soon."

Song Luoshen did not lie. About five or six minutes later, the narrow mountain road suddenly opened up, and a small grave appeared in front of Yao Chenxi.

Weeds are overgrown along the way, but the place is very clean, as if it is often cleaned by someone. There are two tall cypress trees standing on the left and right, and there is a simple wooden house next to it.

"Those two trees were planted by him."

Song Luoshen's voice was very soft, as if he was worried about disturbing the undead underground.

Yao Chenxi clenched her son's little hand tightly, feeling a little heavy involuntarily, and followed Song Luoshen, walking towards the tomb step by step.

In the tomb of loving mother Wan Qingsi, Li Fu Tuli, an unfilial son.

The blood-like mottled handwriting on the wooden tablet still overflows with the outrageous resentment of those who carved it back then.

Everything is clear.

Without asking Song Luoshen to introduce, Yao Chenxi let go of his son's hand, and tremblingly said in an unprecedented tone: "Kowtow to grandma."

The little guy was stunned for a moment, looked up at his mother, then obediently knelt down on the somewhat damp soil, and kowtowed three times to the tombstone in a dignified manner.

Song Luoshen didn't stop him, his eyes were peaceful.

Aunt Wan, did you see it?Your grandson is here to see you.

Not only made his son kowtow, Yao Chenxi also bowed to the tombstone meticulously.

Then, she turned around and said seriously and solemnly to Song Luo, "Thank you."

She didn't want to fight for anything in the past, but the fact that her son was here was an important recognition.

Not every woman has this kind of mind.

To judge others by oneself, if it were herself, Yao Chenxi couldn't guarantee that she would have such a heart.

Now she finally understands why Song Luo's position in his heart is so deeply rooted and unbreakable.

It's not just that magnificent appearance.

From the outside to the inside, this woman is enough to make people unable to extricate themselves.

If he was a man, he might also be crazy about her.

suddenly.

There were rustling footsteps.

The two women turned their heads and saw a father and son approaching.

"You are here too."

No matter how iron-blooded a tough guy is, he can't overcome the years after all. With the support of Li Zhengrong, the old Li Kaijiang walked slowly.

Song Luoshen was taken aback for a moment, and then immediately went up to meet him.

"Grandpa Li, why are you here?"

Such a mountain road is a difficult challenge for the elderly.

Yao Chenxi pulled his son up, still somewhat unfamiliar, standing nervously by the grave.

"It's long overdue."

The old man who has never admitted a mistake in his life, even when he witnessed the fall of Li Zijun's flag outside the North Gate, looked at the lonely grave and murmured, "I'll give her an apology."

(End of this chapter)