No matter how spoiled you are, I am willing to pamper you

Chapter 353 That's it?
Outdoors... icy and snowy, indoors, fun.

Guaranteed by Qiu Ma's kitchen skills, the dumplings are even more delicious.When the hot dumplings came out of the pan, Xi'er was very generous and kept following Qiu's mother like a tail, making "wow wow" noises, and set up the bowls and chopsticks for everyone early.

Seeing his appearance, Ren Ansu suddenly showed a trace of nostalgia, took Gu Qianxi's hand, and smiled softly. "Xi'er...looks...so much like you. Back then...you were just like him...when it snowed...you could be excited...like celebrating the Spring Festival..."

Gu Qianxi couldn't help but widen her smile, and leaned her head lightly on her shoulder. "Because I know that as soon as it snows, you and Dad will rush home no matter how busy you are."

Ren Ansu was also brought into the slightly sweet memories, her eyes were crooked and narrowed with a smile on her ravine face. "That's right, you don't have any relatives except...your dad and me... If we don't come back...it's so cold...how cold will you be..."

Gu Qianxi's eyes became hot, and her body tensed up a little.Coincidentally, the dumplings were also out of the pot at this time, Xi'er swept away her excitement, and walked over with the first bowl of dumplings upright.That small face deliberately imitated his father's seriousness, and the face with a little baby fat couldn't show his father's majesty at all, but it looked like people couldn't help but want to pinch his cheeks.

"Grandma, be careful of burning." He learned what Qiuma told him and used it here like a treasure.

Ren Ansu patted his head with pity, Gu Qianxi brought the bowl over, and served Ren Ansu to eat attentively.

While eating, Ren Ansu looked out of the french window in a daze, "Xiaoxi, did your father's tomb grow weeds?"

Gu Qianxi tightened her hand holding the spoon, "No."

"Well, he's so smart...should...will have a good life over there..."

Gu Qianxi scooped up the dumplings and fed her a mouthful, her heart was congested and the tip of her nose was sore. "Mom, don't think about that, let's eat the dumplings first?"

Ren Ansu shook her head weakly, she still had a smile on her face, and her eyes were narrowed so that Gu Qianxi couldn't see the emotion inside. "I'm the one who made him suffer...and you too..."

Gu Qianxi's heart skipped a beat, and she raised her eyes to look at Ren Ansu, suddenly feeling very flustered. "Mom, what are you talking about?"

Ren Ansu moved the corners of her mouth, as if she wanted to laugh.Gu Qianxi opened her mouth and wanted to speak, but she pushed away the bowl in Gu Qianxi's hand, and her voice came weakly. "Xiaoxi, your dad must be cold down there too... Where's the box that he treasured before?"

Gu Qianxi took a breath and said in a low voice. "I didn't see it."

"That's right... those people must think that there is... what they are looking for... take it away!" Ren Ansu said with a chuckle, "It's a pity that the things in the box... are the old man's favorite... The most precious..."

Gu Qianxi's voice was choked with sobs, and the hand holding the spoon fell, so she couldn't lift it up. "Because the things in there are all made for him by your own hands, so of course Dad will treat them as treasures."

"Hey, if I could make another sweater for him...it would be great...he doesn't like me to do these things...he won't let me do it...and even hide the wool I bought back ...You were broken when you were a child...Your dad bought you with a piece of candy...you joined forces to hide it from me...I still...asked your Aunt Li for help...in her small workshop... ...I made him the most popular...printed clothes at that time...that old thing is very stubborn...I'm talking nonsense here...and put it in his box like a treasure... "

"Xiaoxi...do you remember...that dress?"

Gu Qianxi didn't have a deep impression of that dress, because at that time, after her father finished talking about her mother's messing around, she hid it there, and she never saw him wear it again.I just remember that time, when printing on clothes was just the beginning of the craze.

Ren Ansu pulled her lips and wanted to laugh in relief, as if she saw the scene at that time, her smile was extraordinarily sweet.The traces left by the years on her face seemed to have been reduced a lot in an instant.Ren Ansu recalled, "That's the one...your Aunt Li said...the dripping ink painting..."

The picture of dripping ink... Dripping ink... Scenes from the past instantly reappeared in front of her eyes, Gu Qianxi widened her eyes, seeing the picture that appeared in her head, it seemed as if a voice exploded deep in her heart!

The dripping ink picture, that is like the splashed pen and ink in the ink of the brush, and a flower-like pattern blurred...

Rags... Printed clothes... Gu Qianxi only felt numbness in her back, and a coolness rose from the soles of her feet to the top of her head. The coolness made her stunned for a long time before turning her head to look at Ren Ansu in panic. "Mom...the clothes you made...for father...that piece of cloth?"

"It's... that piece of rag that you took a look at in the hospital... and almost passed out from the virus?" Gu Qianxi only felt that his world view had been subverted, and he couldn't understand why his father treated it like a baby's clothes, will be in that big box.

If it was Kunying and his gang who took away his father's box and the ones confiscated as collateral from the court, then why did the clothes appear in that big box?Why did it appear in the box buried under the corridor, and there were two completely unrelated corpses lying in it?
And why... the last time my mother saw the rag, she screamed like crazy, "It's it..."

Ren Ansu hung his head weakly, "Well, that's it..."

When Ren Ansu said this, her voice gradually lowered, and when Gu Qianxi was in a daze, she leaned on the wheelchair and fell asleep with her head down.

Gu Qianxi seemed to be in a daze, completely unable to recover.If the rag was made by the mother for the father, why did the mother react so much when she saw the rag?Shouldn't she be curious or surprised to ask Gu Qianxi, "How did you remember to draw the pattern of that dress?"

No matter how bad it was, I asked Gu Qianxi, "Have you seen this dress before?"

How can it not be so terrified as if afraid, screaming and saying, "It's it..."

As Gu Qianxi thought about it, her heart suddenly jumped violently, and it sped up quite a bit.She slowly raised her head, looking at Ren Ansu's sleeping face with her head down, the hand that stretched out to her face trembled slightly in mid-air when it was about to touch it.

At this moment, she seemed to be in the ice and snow outside, and her heart was frozen inch by inch into three feet of winter.Her face was pale, she gritted her teeth, and touched her side face with her hand very slightly...

(End of this chapter)