A coquettish and book-worn man lives by a rough man

Chapter 331 Xia Qiuming

Leng Shuyue couldn't hold back.

But thinking that Xia Qiuming would be back soon, a smile appeared on her face again.

"Leng Yuan, we are a family, how can we just break it up! It was my aunt's fault at the beginning, and my aunt should stand by your side. Can my aunt apologize to you?"

She felt that Leng Yuan was still playing petty temper.

Probably because she felt that she was not on his side back then, so she still held grudges in her heart.

She apologized, it's okay!
Leng Yuan's face turned cold, looking at Leng Shuyue's expression without any emotion, worse than that of strangers.

His aunt, who helped the second room and the third room talk back then, was afraid that he would hide his things afterwards, and let the second and third uncles watch him move things.

Some valuable ones were kept by the second and third uncles.

If it wasn't for his father's vigilance, he wouldn't be able to take any of those things back then.

Even if it is taken away by force and the relationship is severed later, it will not be so smooth.

Leng Yuan had to think about such a person suddenly running over to please him.

He severed ties with everyone in the Leng family, his parents passed away, and his only family member was his missing uncle.

His grandparents suffered hardships in the early years and lost their health. Not long after his mother got married, the old couple suddenly became ill.

The doctor said that the old couple's health has long since failed.

If she didn't want to watch her daughter get married with her own eyes, she might not be able to make it through now. Now that her condition is getting worse, there is no good way.

The old couple are very satisfied.

Watching her daughter find a good home is also a worry.

The only worry is the youngest son.

The old couple has only one son and one daughter, the daughter is the eldest, and the son is the youngest, and they love each other as much as they were young.

Now that the eldest daughter has a home, the youngest son is still young, so he can only be entrusted to the eldest daughter.

His mother nodded and said that she would take good care of this younger brother.

Uncle was only 16 years old when he sent the old couple away.

His mother was also worried about his uncle, and wanted to take him over to live in him, but his uncle refused.

After two months, my uncle suddenly said that he wanted to be a soldier, and he was very firm.

His mother didn't agree, so she took a willow stick and whipped him severely, directly beating the uncle until he couldn't get out of bed.

As a result, his uncle Xia Qiuming went to sign up with his feverish body on his shoulders.

It actually succeeded, and his mother didn't recruit anymore, so he could only reluctantly agree.

These were all things before Leng Yuan was born, and Leng Yuan only knew about this uncle when his mother often talked about it.

He was already five years old when he had an impression of his uncle.

That summer, when Xia Qiuming came back, his mother cried.

Xia Qiuming was already in his 20s at that time, he was a young man, because he was a soldier, he was very capable and powerful.

When he was a child, Leng Yuan was not talkative, smart and indifferent, and he didn't have much affection for the people around him.

Apart from my grandfather, even my parents, I have no friends.

Xia Qiuming loves Wu and Wu, and treats this quiet nephew very well. He goes out with him every day and runs wildly, and brings him back a lot of toys and clothes.

But came and went in a hurry, only stayed at home for a month, and left again.

After leaving, when Leng Yuan was 13 years old, his uncle came back again.

This time, compared to before, it has risen several levels.

Although the two of them only met once, they would write letters every month. In addition, their mother often whispered in their ears. Leng Yuan never forgot his uncle.

Since the first time they met at the age of five, every time my mother wrote a letter to her uncle, she would leave a blank piece of paper at the end, asking Leng Yuan to say something to her uncle.

At that time, he just started to practice brush calligraphy, and the handwriting was not very beautiful, but he could recognize it.

At first, I was asked by my mother to write, but then I got used to it.

(End of this chapter)