Madam not allowed to remarry
Chapter 562 I miss you so much
Chapter 562 I miss you so much
The mother absolutely obeys the father, as if she is a subsidiary of the father.
During the college entrance examination, she had a big fight with her father about applying for the university entrance examination, and finally couldn't stand her father's domineering, so she ran away from home in anger.
He left a letter, which was extremely naive, meaning that he would stop studying, go to work, and get rid of this family.
In fact, she just lived in a friend's house, and the girls ate, drank, played and went shopping, and the pressure and irritability brought by her father quickly disappeared.
Until later, I met my father’s colleague on the road and saw her eating an ice cream with her classmates and smiling very happily. The uncle who also came out of the army was furious and severely educated and reprimanded her in front of the public. her.
Only then did she know that during the time she was away from home, her father was looking for her everywhere, and she was not in the mood to do her job. She was criticized by the leaders every day, and he sent countless missing person notices, and even asked newspapers and TV stations for help. The price of the car, the father who does not have much savings in the family, plans to transfer the car he just bought at a low price.
A few days ago, my father heard someone outside the door, thought it was her coming back, and ran outside quickly, but he was too hasty, tripped over the threshold of the house, knocked his head on the concrete floor, and bled a lot, if it wasn't for her My mother found out that she hadn't come back for so long to get up to see, and she might die in a pool of blood.
Uncle scolded her for being ignorant and heartless.
That time, she cried a lot, not because she was mercilessly scolded by a middle-aged man in a crowded shopping mall, but because she thought of the harm her own willfulness caused her father, and she felt that she was revealing herself up.
Immediately ran to the hospital, opened the door of the ward, his father was very surprised to see her, but soon jumped up, threw over the volunteer form he had filled out for her, and told her to go away.
She picked up the voluntary form and filled in the romantic majors she liked. She finally won her father once, but it didn't look like winning at all.
She threw herself into her father's arms, howling, apologizing and admitting her mistakes. The thick big hands were still stubborn at first, but then, with deep sighs, they gently stroked her back and told her that everything was not hers. No fault, comfort her, comfort her.
Think more, go back to that sunny afternoon.
The breeze was blowing the white curtains in the ward, and the mother was quietly peeling apples beside her. Tired of crying, she lay beside her father's bed, gently groping for his father's generous palm.
That hand, with its thick calluses, was all traces of hard work for her and this family.
Tears, patter patter fall.
On the rice paper, it is the appearance of my father when he holds a newspaper in one hand and smokes in the other.
He likes to read the newspaper and smoke a [-] brand cigarette in the afternoon of every weekend. After reading tired, he takes off his presbyopic glasses and rests on the sofa. Sometimes he forgets to extinguish the cigarette butt. He has sat there Cigarette burns had several holes in the sides.
She missed, even missed those few cigarette holes.
She can't go back.
I can't go back to my youth, I can't go back to the 21st century, I can't go back to the sweet time with Long Aohan, I can't even go back to my healthy self.
If father knew that she had made herself so bad, would he feel sorry for her?
Yes, even if he scolded her in his eyes, he always regarded her as the treasure in his hands.
If he was still there, he would guide her every step of her life.
If he was still there, she wouldn't have taken so many detours.
If he was still there, which bastard would dare to disappoint her affection.
Lying on the desk, the pencil fell to the ground, her shoulders rose and fell, and she sobbed in a low voice. In the end, she lost her voice in pain.
I fell asleep tired from crying, and when I woke up, my eyes were red, swollen and sore.
Looking out of the window, the sky is getting dark.
She sat up and looked at the newspaper with the portrait on the table.
She took a piece of paper and covered the portrait.
Feeling empty in my heart, I went to the washbasin and washed my face with cold water, and I was a little sober.
He asked the servant girl to come in, and the servant girl saw that she looked worried.
"Ma'am, are you calling me?"
"Prepare the carriage."
"Where is madam going?"
"Go to the Wufu."
I told Wu Xun that I would go there in the afternoon or evening, and he was probably waiting.
The servant girl looked at her walnut-like red and swollen eyes, and the worry on her face finally came to her lips: "Ma'am, would you like to have dinner first, and then apply a compress to your eyes?"
Meng Baiyun walked to the bronze mirror, his eyes were really swollen, it was not appropriate to meet Wu Xun and Baili Qianxing like this.
So he nodded: "Okay, call Butler Hu."
"Yes."
The maid went out, and after a while, Butler Hu came.
Looking into Meng Baiyun's eyes, he wanted to speak several times, but he didn't dare to ask.
Meng Baiyun drank his tea as if he was fine: "Housekeeper Hu, go and clean up the Qiyuan."
"Ma'am, this is it?"
"Qianxing is coming to stay for a while."
Housekeeper Hu breathed a sigh of relief. This time when Madam came back, she felt that something was wrong. She almost emptied all the general's things. This time, she thought that she would even move the place where she lived.
After crying so loudly in the afternoon, the servant girl rushed to find him, but he didn't dare to go in, so he could only wait at the door until the madam stopped crying, and when she looked through the crack of the door, the madam fell into a deep sleep.
He is older, and naturally has more life experience than those little maids, and he intuitively feels that behind Meng Baiyun's daily smile, there must be hidden pain that no one knows.
However, he is a servant, so he can ask questions, and if he asks, what can he share.
I can only silently do all the things my wife told me, so that my wife can save some time.
"Yes, ma'am, the old slave will send someone to clean up now."
Meng Baiyun nodded, and suddenly thought of something: "Butler Hu."
"Yes, ma'am."
"Send me a letter tomorrow to Senior Butterfly Valley Immortal. I want to ask how my mother is doing."
"The old slave will come to pick it up tomorrow, and arrange for a competent person to deliver it quickly."
"If her old man remembers this home and Chang'an City, if she wants to come back, let her come back. If she still can't remember, and she had a good time there, then continue to stay there."
"Old slave understands."
The maid came in with the food, Meng Baiyun raised his head and said to the maid: "Add a pair of bowls and chopsticks, Housekeeper Hu, let's eat together."
Butler Hu was startled: "Ma'am, this..."
"Sit down, this family doesn't need to be so particular now. It's also thanks to you these years. Go, add more bowls and chopsticks."
Butler Hu was grateful and sat down with Meng Baiyun.
During the meal, the two of them didn't talk much. When they were about to finish eating, Meng Baiyun picked up a chopstick for Butler Hu and put down the bowl and chopsticks: "Butler Hu, you have a son, don't you?"
"Yes, in his hometown, living with his grandparents."
"Don't you miss him?"
(End of this chapter)
The mother absolutely obeys the father, as if she is a subsidiary of the father.
During the college entrance examination, she had a big fight with her father about applying for the university entrance examination, and finally couldn't stand her father's domineering, so she ran away from home in anger.
He left a letter, which was extremely naive, meaning that he would stop studying, go to work, and get rid of this family.
In fact, she just lived in a friend's house, and the girls ate, drank, played and went shopping, and the pressure and irritability brought by her father quickly disappeared.
Until later, I met my father’s colleague on the road and saw her eating an ice cream with her classmates and smiling very happily. The uncle who also came out of the army was furious and severely educated and reprimanded her in front of the public. her.
Only then did she know that during the time she was away from home, her father was looking for her everywhere, and she was not in the mood to do her job. She was criticized by the leaders every day, and he sent countless missing person notices, and even asked newspapers and TV stations for help. The price of the car, the father who does not have much savings in the family, plans to transfer the car he just bought at a low price.
A few days ago, my father heard someone outside the door, thought it was her coming back, and ran outside quickly, but he was too hasty, tripped over the threshold of the house, knocked his head on the concrete floor, and bled a lot, if it wasn't for her My mother found out that she hadn't come back for so long to get up to see, and she might die in a pool of blood.
Uncle scolded her for being ignorant and heartless.
That time, she cried a lot, not because she was mercilessly scolded by a middle-aged man in a crowded shopping mall, but because she thought of the harm her own willfulness caused her father, and she felt that she was revealing herself up.
Immediately ran to the hospital, opened the door of the ward, his father was very surprised to see her, but soon jumped up, threw over the volunteer form he had filled out for her, and told her to go away.
She picked up the voluntary form and filled in the romantic majors she liked. She finally won her father once, but it didn't look like winning at all.
She threw herself into her father's arms, howling, apologizing and admitting her mistakes. The thick big hands were still stubborn at first, but then, with deep sighs, they gently stroked her back and told her that everything was not hers. No fault, comfort her, comfort her.
Think more, go back to that sunny afternoon.
The breeze was blowing the white curtains in the ward, and the mother was quietly peeling apples beside her. Tired of crying, she lay beside her father's bed, gently groping for his father's generous palm.
That hand, with its thick calluses, was all traces of hard work for her and this family.
Tears, patter patter fall.
On the rice paper, it is the appearance of my father when he holds a newspaper in one hand and smokes in the other.
He likes to read the newspaper and smoke a [-] brand cigarette in the afternoon of every weekend. After reading tired, he takes off his presbyopic glasses and rests on the sofa. Sometimes he forgets to extinguish the cigarette butt. He has sat there Cigarette burns had several holes in the sides.
She missed, even missed those few cigarette holes.
She can't go back.
I can't go back to my youth, I can't go back to the 21st century, I can't go back to the sweet time with Long Aohan, I can't even go back to my healthy self.
If father knew that she had made herself so bad, would he feel sorry for her?
Yes, even if he scolded her in his eyes, he always regarded her as the treasure in his hands.
If he was still there, he would guide her every step of her life.
If he was still there, she wouldn't have taken so many detours.
If he was still there, which bastard would dare to disappoint her affection.
Lying on the desk, the pencil fell to the ground, her shoulders rose and fell, and she sobbed in a low voice. In the end, she lost her voice in pain.
I fell asleep tired from crying, and when I woke up, my eyes were red, swollen and sore.
Looking out of the window, the sky is getting dark.
She sat up and looked at the newspaper with the portrait on the table.
She took a piece of paper and covered the portrait.
Feeling empty in my heart, I went to the washbasin and washed my face with cold water, and I was a little sober.
He asked the servant girl to come in, and the servant girl saw that she looked worried.
"Ma'am, are you calling me?"
"Prepare the carriage."
"Where is madam going?"
"Go to the Wufu."
I told Wu Xun that I would go there in the afternoon or evening, and he was probably waiting.
The servant girl looked at her walnut-like red and swollen eyes, and the worry on her face finally came to her lips: "Ma'am, would you like to have dinner first, and then apply a compress to your eyes?"
Meng Baiyun walked to the bronze mirror, his eyes were really swollen, it was not appropriate to meet Wu Xun and Baili Qianxing like this.
So he nodded: "Okay, call Butler Hu."
"Yes."
The maid went out, and after a while, Butler Hu came.
Looking into Meng Baiyun's eyes, he wanted to speak several times, but he didn't dare to ask.
Meng Baiyun drank his tea as if he was fine: "Housekeeper Hu, go and clean up the Qiyuan."
"Ma'am, this is it?"
"Qianxing is coming to stay for a while."
Housekeeper Hu breathed a sigh of relief. This time when Madam came back, she felt that something was wrong. She almost emptied all the general's things. This time, she thought that she would even move the place where she lived.
After crying so loudly in the afternoon, the servant girl rushed to find him, but he didn't dare to go in, so he could only wait at the door until the madam stopped crying, and when she looked through the crack of the door, the madam fell into a deep sleep.
He is older, and naturally has more life experience than those little maids, and he intuitively feels that behind Meng Baiyun's daily smile, there must be hidden pain that no one knows.
However, he is a servant, so he can ask questions, and if he asks, what can he share.
I can only silently do all the things my wife told me, so that my wife can save some time.
"Yes, ma'am, the old slave will send someone to clean up now."
Meng Baiyun nodded, and suddenly thought of something: "Butler Hu."
"Yes, ma'am."
"Send me a letter tomorrow to Senior Butterfly Valley Immortal. I want to ask how my mother is doing."
"The old slave will come to pick it up tomorrow, and arrange for a competent person to deliver it quickly."
"If her old man remembers this home and Chang'an City, if she wants to come back, let her come back. If she still can't remember, and she had a good time there, then continue to stay there."
"Old slave understands."
The maid came in with the food, Meng Baiyun raised his head and said to the maid: "Add a pair of bowls and chopsticks, Housekeeper Hu, let's eat together."
Butler Hu was startled: "Ma'am, this..."
"Sit down, this family doesn't need to be so particular now. It's also thanks to you these years. Go, add more bowls and chopsticks."
Butler Hu was grateful and sat down with Meng Baiyun.
During the meal, the two of them didn't talk much. When they were about to finish eating, Meng Baiyun picked up a chopstick for Butler Hu and put down the bowl and chopsticks: "Butler Hu, you have a son, don't you?"
"Yes, in his hometown, living with his grandparents."
"Don't you miss him?"
(End of this chapter)
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