rich concubine

Chapter 2463: Meeting once, missing one face

That was Qingshi, the first time, oh no, the second time I hit this child. He has never been a person who gets angry easily. He can control his emotions very well. He can be measured and thoughtful in both big and small matters. .

The matter changed to the theory that the child was in a mood due to illness, and Qingshi confided some true words to Ashery.

"This child grew up in my arms. His mother almost killed two people when she gave birth to him. If the witch hadn't made a decisive decision, I might have become a loner now... The first time I reached out to hit him was when he was just born. When he came down, the witch said that his energy was weak and was suffocated in his mother's womb, and he was afraid that something would be wrong. I was holding him and felt dizzy. I couldn't hear what the people around me were saying. I could only hear the lady inside. The weak moaning, and the silent look of this child, I thought to myself that this child is disobedient, and other children will cry loudly when they are born. The louder the voice, the brighter the future will be. The excitement became more and more lively, so I hit him, on his back, trying to get him to cry out, but I hit him by mistake, and it hurt him. The child cried out, and the anger went away. .”

When he said this, Qingshi smiled with a fatherly heart. Ashery looked at him without interrupting him.

"Perhaps it's because he wasn't raised well in his mother's womb and he was born with it. I took his life back from the Lord of Hell and let him live until now. That's why he is frail and sick. When he gets sick, I treat him badly. There are many restrictions, he is not allowed to go out to play, and he is not allowed to leave the sight of me and his mother. We think that as long as we keep the child under our noses, we can ensure that he will be safe throughout his life, but we ignore the child's inner feelings, he said , he wants to make friends and stay away from us. If possible, he would really rather not be my child, at least this way he can be more free."

This sentence poked holes in the relationship between Ashery and An Mutong, father and son.

"I couldn't control my temper and slapped him. From then on, he didn't eat or drink for three whole days. He hid when he saw me and didn't say a word to me. I regretted the slap and was heartbroken. But he is my son after all, and I love him after all. I asked my men to search for interesting objects everywhere and give them to him in the name of his mother. I don’t know how long it took, but slowly he and I I spoke, and neither of us mentioned the incident that day again. I didn’t apologize to him, and he didn’t apologize to me. It was as if what happened that day was just a dream.”

The dream is in the dream, and you have to forget it when you wake up. Obviously, it is not a dream, it is a past that cannot be mentioned, and it is heartbreaking to mention it.

It's just that both father and son are willing to put the past aside for the time being, no longer thinking about it or talking about it.

Some pasts can be slowly forgotten and let go in some people's hearts, but for some people, the hurt of the past is deeply rooted in the bone marrow and cannot be forgotten, cannot be let go, and cannot be picked up again.

After Qingshi finished speaking, he answered Ashery's question: "When I was young, I had a bad temper with my father, but what I got in return was more severe criticism. So in my understanding, my son is You can't disobey me, but when I became a father and watched him grow from such a small child to such a big man, he has half of my flesh and blood, I realized that what a father wants is not an absolutely obedient son. Sometimes, , I am also willing to take a step back, put aside my identity as a father, and repair the relationship with him."

"..."

"I can't give an answer to the minister's question. I can only tell the minister what happened with my child. Maybe it will be helpful to the minister."

Ashery closed his eyes and showed a wry smile. He stretched out his hand and pressed his forehead, saying: "It's different, this is different. It seems that I don't have any hope in this life that my children can let go of their worries." , our family deserves to reach this point..."

"minister……!"

"When I was young, I didn't believe in heaven or retribution. Now I believe in it. Do you think Qingshan is looking at me in the sky? Do you think I'm ridiculous? After fighting for a lifetime, in the end, it was all in vain. ……hehe……"

Qingshi was speechless, and Ashery added: "I once thought that as long as I stood up and fought against fate, everything I wanted would be mine. I did it at that time, but no one told me that this thing There is actually a time limit, and once time passes, it will be lost."

After that, he sighed suddenly, reached out and patted Qingshi's shoulder, looked at him with a faint look, and said with unclear meaning: "I understand your story just now. In fact, it's not that Xiaosong is sick at all, it's that he needs to If he is sick, he can only survive easily if he becomes a weak and incompetent person."

Qingshi's face changed slightly, but he saw him laughing out loud, and said: "You are a smart father, a good father, Xiaosong will understand when he grows up, I am a failed father, I will not have this opportunity. "

After Qingshi left, he returned home and was handed a glass of water by his wife. He let go of his clenched hands and realized that his hands were covered in sweat.Throwing his hands away, Qingshi let out a sigh of relief.

Even though he was already very cryptic, it seemed like he heard something in his words today...

Did he really understand it?
Ashery didn't stay quiet for long. After coughing up a mouthful of blood, he got up and went out, heading straight for An Mutong. An Xiangjie, who came back a little later, felt his heart sink when he saw the blood-stained handkerchief thrown on the ground. Look around for someone.

When Asheli came, Sheqing had just carried An Mutong to the corridor. Seeing his son helplessly letting Sheqing control him, Asheli felt a pain in his heart. He should have been a healthy child...

At this time, She Qing and An Mu Tongwei saw him, and the atmosphere was quiet for a moment until Asheri took a step closer.

"The air is not very good today, why are you sitting outside?"

An Mutong said with a smile: "When will the air in Nanman be good? You can't hide in the house all the time, right?"

Asheri choked for a moment, then looked at Sheqing, who didn't need him to say anything, nodded and left.

The space was left for the father and son. Ashery ignored his fat body and sat directly next to him. He sighed longly, as if he was tired.

An Mutong turned to look at him: "Father is not in good health, so there is no need to make a special trip to visit me."

Ashery smiled and said: "Man, we meet you once and rarely. Now I can still walk. I am satisfied if I can come to your place and see you again."

An Mutong frowned slightly, looking at his face that had changed due to illness. He still remembered that when he was young, his father was very heroic, and he was definitely not as fat and bloated as he is now...

"Why did you come here?" An Mutong didn't want to guess and went straight to the topic.

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