The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 915 Gray Line
"In the early years of Yonghe, my mother gave birth to a pair of children."

Xie Zhifei: "In my memory, my mother was beautiful in the past, her whole figure was like a blooming white magnolia flower, extremely bright.

In this world, flowers are used to compare women. In addition to the reason that flowers have thousands of beauties and women have thousands of looks, there is another reason -

The spring flowers are gradually falling, and the face is old and dead.

In the eighth year of Yonghe, when we were almost eight years old, my mother had a lot of wrinkles on the corners of her eyes.

A person's aging is irresistible. My mother's flowering period has bloomed, and she is getting older every day.

But in this world, few women can accept that they are getting older. It is precisely at this time that you are growing up.

The stature grew bit by bit, and the face grew wider bit by bit. One day I looked at you sleeping, and suddenly realized, my God, my Huaiyou looks so good-looking. "

At this time, Xie Zhifei's downcast face showed a little joy from the bottom of his heart.

It's really sad that this joy falls in the eyes of Little Master Pei and others.

Probably, only that person and that face in this world could relieve the pain and injuries in his heart.

"In the spring of that year, the embroiderer made you and your mother a set of red new clothes. The one worn by your mother made her skin dark and yellow for some reason.

And when you wear that suit, the whole hall is illuminated.

The mother's face darkened again.

This sinking lasted for half a month.

You are not her biological daughter. I see that you do not have the joy of having a daughter grow up in my family. You only have the jealousy of an aging woman towards a little girl who is slowly growing up. "

Xie Zhifei reached out and rubbed the top of the girl's hair, which still felt as fluffy as when she was a child.

"Apart from this face, Huaiyou, the demeanor you exude is also my mother's nightmare.

Dad is right, dragons give birth to dragons, and phoenixes give birth to phoenixes. Your father is a prince, elegant and noble, and your mother was born into a medical family, so your body..."

The words stopped abruptly.

Xie Zhifei was silent for a long time.

"Huaiyou, we are a family of four eating. My father eats steadily and my mother eats delicately. I have never known what it means to chew slowly.

Do you know how you eat?
You eat slowly and slowly, chewing every bite carefully. Even if you are eating vegetables, you can still taste the delicacies of mountains and seas. It is very powerful and elegant.

This is an innate nobility.

I only saw this kind of nobility in Huairen later. No matter how Ming Ting and I imitated it, we would always just imitate him. "

Xie Zhifei paused and said softly:
"Huaiyou, you and your mother are not relatives. As a woman, your intelligence, appearance, and bearing are all far behind you. Should she be jealous or hate you?"

"She shouldn't!"

"She shouldn't!"

Two voices suddenly came out. This time, in addition to Li Buyan, there was also Mr. Pei.

Xie Zhifei still didn't look at them.

He looked at the face of the girl in the coffin, as if he had gone back to many years ago when she quietly pushed the door open and walked into his room.

The night was so quiet, and she felt so lonely and pitiful. She asked, "Brother, why doesn't mother like me?"

At that time, he didn't know why, so he could only answer her perfunctorily: Huaiyou, you are thinking too much.

just now.

He could answer her confidently and decisively——

It's not your fault, Huaiyou, it's your mother's fault, it's the adults' fault.

Xie Zhifei's swaying eyes slowly gathered together, and in the lightest yet firmest tone, he said word by word to the girl who seemed to be sleeping with her eyes closed:
"Huaiyou, she shouldn't!"

While tears fell again, Xie Zhifei tried his best to calm down.A son does not think his mother is ugly - this is filial piety.

But everything he said next was extremely unfilial and disrespectful.

"There is a custom in Shuiyue An that anyone who opens the door of the nunnery and sees an abandoned baby girl will adopt the baby girl.

I'm not talking about Jingchen. Zhao can't even touch someone like Jingchen. I'm just talking about the nunnery's master Huiru Shitai.

Hui Ru is an ordinary person and a layman.

Is her life miserable?
Bitter than coptis.

But even such a miserable person treated Lanchuan very well. Even if she couldn't bear to leave Lanchuan, she would send her to another hospital in tears for the sake of her child's future.

why?
Because monks are compassionate.

As a mother, Ms. Zhao lacks the word compassion.

What is compassion?
It is kindness, it is mercy.

Bodhisattva has a compassionate heart. Zhao is not a Bodhisattva. You cannot be harsh on her, but you can be demanding on her to be a little tolerant.

Let you grow up peacefully in Haitang Courtyard. Even if you don't like you, don't criticize me openly or hurt you secretly.

How did she do it?
She pushes you away with her gloomy face; ignores you with her cold eyes; and hurts you with her cold words.

Every year before your birthday, your father will ask you what you want most. Before you speak, you have to take a look at Zhao's expression, for fear that if you want more, her face will darken again.

Huaiyou, although our mother Zhao has read books and can recite poems and write poems, although the Zhao family has a good tutor, neither the books nor the tutor taught her to be a kind person.

What is kindness?
It was Yan Xing who extended a helping hand when he saw Xie Dao's mother and son living alone in a ruined temple;

This is the destination that Tang Zhiwei planned for Tang Mingyue.

Kindness means gentleness and consideration. It means not being able to see the suffering in the world. Even when you are stuck in the quagmire, you still do your best to make the world a better place.

A person with a kind heart cannot detect the bad intentions of others; a person with a malicious heart will not be considered a good person by anyone.

Therefore, Mrs. Zhao never believed that her daughter would be treated as tenderly by her master as his own daughter in the nunnery. This shows that her heart is evil.

This evil is hidden under her appearance as a talented woman, under her bright and charming face, and under her identity as a mother.

A mother uses such unsavory methods to deal with a weak child year after year..."

Xie Zhifei's tears were about to well up again, so he gritted his teeth and held them back.

"Huaiyou, I don't know how you survived these eight years. I have seen so much, what I can't see, what dad can't see... tell me, how did you survive?"

"No wonder she..."

Li Buyan felt so distressed that he burst into tears: "I have forgotten all the eight years in Haitang Court. It's good to forget, so good to forget!"

Yes!

It's so good to forget.

Xie Zhifei touched the girl's face and felt that his internal organs were hurt by a little girl named Huaiyou.

"I said earlier that as a mother, Mrs. Zhao treats you badly, and she is reasonable about this; in fact, there is another sentence that I did not say -

Huaiyou, she was right, but being right doesn't mean she did the right thing.

Her mind is so narrow and her thoughts are so dark, so she doesn't deserve you to call her mother at all! "

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There is another chapter being written, and I will post it if I am satisfied with it. Girls, don’t wait!

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