Madam not allowed to remarry

Chapter 263

When Long Aohan entered the room, Meng Baiyun didn't say a word, and packed up his things to leave.

Long Aohan reached out and grabbed her arm.

"White Cloud."

"Come on, I don't talk to bastards."

The grievances in her heart were churning, and her nose was sore, but she absolutely did not allow herself to shed tears in front of him.

Not worth it.

How could Long Aohan let go, instead of letting go, he hugged him tightly.

"It is my fault."

"Hmph, what's wrong with you, you're very good."

With a sullen face, he pushed him away, and his tone was full of anger.

Long Aohan leaned into her ear and whispered softly: "I'm really happy that you can come to Chang'an City. Even if you came to avenge your father, I'm willing to let you handle it."

Meng Baiyun was hugged tightly by him, the aggrieved little heart had been comforted a little, and there was a little urge to cry.

But is what he said human?

What does she really want from him, he can get out of the Mu family village alive.

Sure enough, there were more than three sentences without speculation.

Meng Baiyun pushed him away violently, his face became colder: "Don't be too sentimental, I didn't come here for you at all, I came to find Feihong."

"Feihong? What happened to him?"

Long Aohan's eyes were stained with nervousness.

When Meng Baiyun said this, he was full of anger.

But now, it was obviously unwise to quarrel with him. She had limited manpower in Chang'an City. To find Long Feihong, the two had to work together.

"He took advantage of my inattention and chased you to Chang'an City."

"How could it be, how old is Feihong?" Long Aohan's eyes were filled with surprise.

Meng Baiyun was even more angry: "Why not, don't you know how much he likes you? You can get out if you want, but what's the point if you leave without saying a word? Don't you know that someone will be worried?"

After finishing speaking, I was in a mess of sadness.

Worried, from the moment he left, she began to worry.

His temples are frosty and his body is weak, she is especially afraid that he will have an accident on the road.

After that, Feihong disappeared, and she was even more anxious to get angry.

In the past few days, she has broken her heart, but no one can understand her feelings.

It doesn't matter that he hurt her father, it's okay to give her an explanation, but he just left without saying a word.

It's okay to leave, go back to Chang'an City, at least stay at home and reflect on yourself, even if you are hypocritically shut up in your room every day and get drunk, she will forgive him in an instant, but as soon as you come back, you will go to that ecstasy cave.

With a sore nose, the tears she held back fell down unexpectedly.

Each one is a whipping for Long Aohan.

Gently hugged her, pressed her to his chest, all the struggles were resolved by him, Meng Baiyun finally couldn't collapse, the tiredness, grievance, worry, and nervousness of the past few days burst out at this moment.

She sobbed, and said intermittently: "Feihong, if something happens to him, I won't be able to live."

"He's so smart, he'll be fine, don't worry, I'll send someone to find him now."

Meng Baiyun choked with sobs: "He set off from Jinzhou, and later he hired a carriage. They all said that the coachman he hired was a gambler and alcoholic. I'm really afraid that I'll get drunk and beat Feihong to death by surprise."

There was nowhere to pour out her fears.

Because no one would understand, but she thought, Long Aohan must have the same deep understanding as her.

His body was stiff, and his hand holding her was even tighter.

"Don't be afraid, absolutely nothing will happen."

Rather than comforting Meng Baiyun, it is better to comfort myself.

Meng Baiyun nodded: "Yes, yes, nothing will happen, nothing will happen."

His arms comforted and warmed her.

Between the two, because of the child, the previous suspicions were resolved.

The next step is to work side by side to find the child together.

At dawn, Meng Baiyun waited for news from Long Aohan.

"Baiyun, the child has been found."

Surging with great joy, Meng Baiyun hugged Long Aohan's arm: "Where is it?"

"In the Dragon Mansion."

Startled, she said: "I went to look for it, but there was a little fat guy there, I didn't see Feihong."

"I don't know what's going on, let's hurry over."

The sky was pale, Long Aohan was covered in wind and rain, and his long hair was messy. This night, he ran around in person, non-stop, with gray hair on his temples, which was eye-catching.

On the carriage to Longfu, Meng Baiyun frowned deeply, just looking at the two locks of hair.

"When I am sure that my son is safe, you must give me an explanation."

"What do you want to say?" Long Aohan's voice was slightly hoarse, and his eyes were also bloodshot.

Meng Baiyun said with a cold face, "Let's not talk about my father for now, you have to explain to me about your hair."

Under Long Aohan's mask, there was a barely visible trace of strangeness.

However, the sky was not clear yet, and the interior of the carriage was very dark, and Meng Baiyun could not see clearly.

The carriage arrived at Longfu.

Meng Baiyun couldn't wait to get out of the car.

In the backyard, Mrs. Long's room, Long Feihong was sleeping on Mrs. Long's bed, snoring sweetly.

Mrs. Long stood by the bed and fanned him herself, the love on her face was overflowing.

Looking at the sweet baby sleeping like a normal person, Meng Baiyun gritted his teeth angrily.

You bastard, see if she doesn't spank his ass today.

Stepping forward, she respected her seniority and called mother before starting the fight.

Then, before Mrs. Long could plead for her grandson, she had already picked up Long Feihong on the bed.

"Baiyun, don't..."

"Clap clap clap clap!"

The five sharp strokes, the appearance of resolute action, could not be prevented by Mrs. Long's intervention at all.

When she came to her senses and snatched the child from Meng Baiyun's hand in distress, the child had already woken up, but didn't cry, just gritted her teeth, pouted her mouth, and lowered her head, with a pitiful appearance of having done something wrong.

"Baiyun, don't be impulsive, don't hit the child."

"Mother, you are stopped, see if I don't beat him to death today, steal my money, run out secretly, don't know what to do, your wings are stiff, right, mother, you give him to me."

When he was in Mujiazhai, Long Feihong was often beaten by Meng Baiyun. Every time he did something wrong, although he was young, he was very sincere about admitting his mistakes. Every time he did something wrong, he was beaten. Never cry.

Because he kept his mother's education in mind, he didn't have the right to cry because of the self-inflicted pain.

Falling down is self-inflicted pain, and so is being beaten for doing something wrong.

Mrs. Long didn't understand his temperament. Seeing him gritted his teeth and glistened with tears, his heart ached.

"Baiyun, if you want to hit her, hit your mother. You are not allowed to hit Hong'er."

"Mother, you..."

Intergenerational favor, intergenerational pet, as expected, it is the same in modern and ancient times.

Meng Baiyun even foresees the scene of a family living together in the future, and it must be the same as any family: parents want to beat, grandparents protect, parents want to scold, grandparents coax, parents want the little bastard to go East, grandma followed the little bunny to the west.

Long Aohan only felt that the scene in the room was extremely heart-warming.

In the end, Meng Baiyun was defeated.

In fact, it hurts my mother's heart when it hits my son.

Rather than saying that she was defeated, it is better to say that she also found a reason for herself not to beat her son.

Even though he promised not to fight, Long Feihong's first hug was not hers, but Long Aohan's.

Long Aohan lifted Long Feihong high, and Long Feihong had a pitiful face just now, but now he was giggling like a little oriole.

The father and son were there "you and me", and she was still in their eyes. I'm afraid she was just a piece of air, so let's stay where it's cool.

It is said that if the son is too old to stay, she will not be able to keep her son even when he is still young.

It's not worthwhile for the son who has been raised for almost three years to be abducted by the Long family like this.

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Tongyuan.

Coming back here again feels like a world away.

When I left back then, I didn't bring any nostalgia, but now I come back here, the past is vivid.

Under the grape trellis in the yard, she set up a swing. When the weather is good, she plays the swing here, or lies down and watches the sun shine through the dense leaves.

And Su Er would embroider or take a nap on the side.

At that time, every time she went out, she would be punished by Mrs. Long to kneel in the ancestral hall once.

The two Porengets had a thick layer of calluses on their knees at that moment.

She would also keep slandering Long Aohan's ranking, thinking that this man who made her worship with a cock and became a widow before she became a woman is just a jerk.

By the way, there are still many love letters under the bed in the house.

What Zhong Yu wrote to her was detained by Meng Yunduo back then. When she got it back, she read two of them and threw them all under the bed, intending to seal Zhong Yu's love forever.

The furnishings in the house haven't changed much, it should be cleaned frequently.

This was originally Long Aohan's room, and his things were everywhere in the study. At that time, in order to deceive Lin Mengru, she copied Long Aohan's notes for a long time, and the words she wrote could be [-]% similar to his. Lin Mengru wrote a fake love letter.

I laugh when I think about it, Lin Mengru probably thinks that Long Aohan married her as a last resort, and the one he really loves is Lin Mengru.

Meng Baiyun didn't tell Long Aohan about this, fearing that he would beat her if he found out.

On the table, the teacups were still the same set she used back then, and there was miraculously water in the teapot, but she didn't dare to drink it, who knows when.

Go to the vanity mirror and look at yourself in the mirror.

I lost weight and got taller. I used to be able to see my whole body when I stood up, but now half of my forehead is outside the mirror.

A slender figure approached, and in the mirror, there were two legs of a man below the chin and a child.

Long Aohan's neck now became Long Feihong's exclusive seat.

"Mother, is this the place where father and mother both lived?"

"Well, come down quickly."

Meng Baiyun reached out to pull Long Feihong.

But he hugged Long Aohan's neck and tilted his head: "No, I won't come down."

Meng Baiyun looked at the red blood in Long Aohan's eyes and the white hair on his sideburns, he felt a tug in his heart, followed by a tug with his hand, and pulled Long Feihong off Long Aohan's neck, and put him on the ground: "Didn't you see?" Tired of seeing your father?"

Long Aohan looked at Meng Baiyun, the corner of his mouth curled up, Meng Baiyun blushed, and said angrily: "You can't let him like this, your mother has already spoiled him to death, if you want to spoil him too, this kid will not be good in the future. If I go from Jinzhou to Chang'an City by myself, I might be able to fly to the sky."

(End of this chapter)